<?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-9901853</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:44:26.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>• f a r l y a n n a  •     + h e a r t s +     * y e w *</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901853.post-113327986001646758</id><published>2005-11-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:57:40.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION PEOPLE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OKAY PEEPS!! MY URL HAS BEEN CHANGED DUE TO SOME REASONS. SO, DO EMAIL MIE AT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:muackz_me@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;muackz_me@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; IF YEW NEED MY NEW URL ADDY AITES. TYLL DEN TAKE KAIRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND TO DAT SOMEONE WHU IS GOING AROUND BUGGING PEOPLES LYFE, PLEASE GET A LIFE OF YEWR OWN. AND DONT GO AROUND BUGGING OTHERS LYFE. GET A LIFE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113327986001646758?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113327986001646758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113327986001646758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113327986001646758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113327986001646758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/attention-people.html' title='ATTENTION PEOPLE!!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113315544336727102</id><published>2005-11-28T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:31:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNOFFICIAL STYLL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;now i simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;carn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be bothered with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;petty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things coz i know i got some other&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; better, major, big problems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that i should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;focus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;solve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; give a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if yew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out dere wanna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me or go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;against&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me. do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yew wish kayss. i just&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; give a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos i've got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; own&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okayy. so here i am at 12.45pm blogging in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thotss for de day.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanting to but upon &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;request&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BESTIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (: so, i'll update for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aites. and i'll&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;return again tonite for todays entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my plan for yesterday was to go for a murnyng jog, be home to shower everything and off to turf city. to accompany my bestie to buy a new cellfone. but it was all ruined. didnt went for de murnyng jog cos i woke up layte. woke up only at 1o and dat was wen my bestie called to confirm wit mie on where to meet and etc. hehex. layzee me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;didnt want to get up from de bed actuallie but since i had promised her so hadta weder i want it or not. so quickly grabbed my shert and skert from de wardrobe and went to bath. met her at de pondok and took de bus to clementi. was wayting for de shuttle bus to turf city wen i bumped into mafteem's ghurlie. wayted for abt fifteen minutes and finally de shuttle bus came. took it till turf city and went to de starhub shop. and it wasnt our day cos yew haf to be 8teen in order to subscribe for a NEW line. damn! wasted effort. so we headed for macdonalds to haf my breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;after eating, we took de shuttle bus back to clementi. and decided to cab down to West Mall. and dere was where she finally made up her mind to buy de sony ericsson k7ooi. phew. so relieved dat i dont hafta walked around anymore. hehex. but not bad larh. besties using de same brand of cellfones. khekhe. rox on babe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;de nyte of de day. . . was talking to hym on de fone wen suddenlie at eleven twenty, he popped de question up to mie ; which was very shocking. but styll, its not officialised yet arh. told hym to let de clock struck twelve den ask again but he didnt manage. cos both of us were too sleepy to hang on any longer on de fone. and he told mie to call hym layter. called hym at three in de murnyng but didnt talk for long cos he wanted to sliep. i hadta let hym sliep cos hes werking. so i guess &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2811&lt;/span&gt; wasnt meant to be de date for us to remember.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but before i end, wanna do showt owts to some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SYZ NIRAH:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oraitey babe! everytynks kewl now aites. i just wish yew all de verie best wit iwan and get well soon. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FISZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wen on dis tiny earth are we meeting nie? i mish yew lei! and yew go larh change yewr werking schedule. den on thursday we can go and watch king kong. de show yew've been wanting to watch since lyk last week. change kayss. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;kays larh peeps. going off from here cos preparing to go out wit my bestie for dinner tonite. anytynk just holla mie on my cell. and if yew dont haf my number den be my guest to tag on my board. take kaire people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113315544336727102?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113315544336727102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113315544336727102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113315544336727102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113315544336727102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/unofficial-styll.html' title='UNOFFICIAL STYLL?'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113275715027579844</id><published>2005-11-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:28:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ups and downs of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorie&lt;/strong&gt; larh ehk people for having to read de&lt;strong&gt; same&lt;/strong&gt; old entry. just dat too &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; things haf been &lt;strong&gt;happening&lt;/strong&gt; dis few daes dat i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; even haf de&lt;strong&gt; tyme&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;update&lt;/strong&gt; my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;things lyk. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;having someone slamming reality to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; for my own good tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[two]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;being accused by someone i trusted so much of stealing her boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;which i noe i never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[three]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;exam stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;which is finally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well. i noe it&lt;strong&gt; doesnt&lt;/strong&gt; look many. onlie &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; points. but de &lt;strong&gt;effects&lt;/strong&gt; dey brought to my &lt;strong&gt;life &lt;/strong&gt;was simply &lt;strong&gt;tremendous&lt;/strong&gt;!! but styll. i was &lt;strong&gt;born&lt;/strong&gt; an &lt;strong&gt;easy going&lt;/strong&gt; person. and my &lt;strong&gt;comments&lt;/strong&gt; on those &lt;strong&gt;happenings&lt;/strong&gt; in my&lt;strong&gt; lifes&lt;/strong&gt; are as &lt;strong&gt;simple&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;ABC&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;which &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;about having reality slammed to my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ; i&lt;strong&gt; can&lt;/strong&gt; accept it. i &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; dat people do &lt;strong&gt;things&lt;/strong&gt; to make &lt;strong&gt;others&lt;/strong&gt; realise their&lt;strong&gt; mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;. and wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;de person &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;slamming reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my &lt;strong&gt;face&lt;/strong&gt;, i began to &lt;strong&gt;learn&lt;/strong&gt; about my&lt;strong&gt; strengths&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; weaknesses&lt;/strong&gt;. so, tanx ya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; ehk! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i seriously carn accept it arh wen people go around creating stories which was never true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey! it was &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt; whu &lt;strong&gt;left&lt;/strong&gt; hym for &lt;strong&gt;anoder&lt;/strong&gt; guy and now&lt;strong&gt; here&lt;/strong&gt; yew are saying dat i&lt;strong&gt; stole&lt;/strong&gt; hym away&lt;strong&gt; from&lt;/strong&gt; yew? hello!! &lt;strong&gt;wake up&lt;/strong&gt; please!! do &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt; need mie to be &lt;strong&gt;slamming reality&lt;/strong&gt; to yewr &lt;strong&gt;face &lt;/strong&gt;next? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no ryte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; tynk &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt;'d lyk it if i were to be &lt;strong&gt;doing &lt;/strong&gt;it cos i just &lt;strong&gt;went&lt;/strong&gt; thru it so whoever gets it is gonna go thru&lt;strong&gt; worst&lt;/strong&gt;. and yew're someone i&lt;strong&gt; dont&lt;/strong&gt; wanna be doing dat &lt;strong&gt;stuffs&lt;/strong&gt; to. haix. i &lt;strong&gt;wonder&lt;/strong&gt; just wart&lt;strong&gt; shit&lt;/strong&gt; is she &lt;strong&gt;throw&lt;/strong&gt;ing at mie now? i &lt;strong&gt;donoe&lt;/strong&gt; larh wart de hell is &lt;strong&gt;happening&lt;/strong&gt; to de &lt;strong&gt;werld&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ohwee. &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;exams&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;strong&gt;over&lt;/strong&gt;. and now im having my &lt;strong&gt;six weeks&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;hols&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; dat i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; hafta face &lt;strong&gt;skewl&lt;/strong&gt;. but &lt;strong&gt;wart&lt;/strong&gt; am i gonna &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; xia? gosh!! &lt;strong&gt;carn&lt;/strong&gt; haf my &lt;strong&gt;bestie&lt;/strong&gt; wit mie all de tyme. cos her &lt;strong&gt;hols&lt;/strong&gt; begins only in &lt;strong&gt;december&lt;/strong&gt;. and dats lyk &lt;strong&gt;way far away&lt;/strong&gt;. wayte slowly larh kayss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;steph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but how? how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;niwae!&lt;strong&gt; thanks ehk&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; fisz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;strong&gt; cheering&lt;/strong&gt; mie up. i noe yew'd be dere. hehex. but &lt;strong&gt;sorie&lt;/strong&gt; larh for &lt;strong&gt;disterbing&lt;/strong&gt; yew by&lt;strong&gt; destroying&lt;/strong&gt; yewr h&lt;strong&gt;air&lt;/strong&gt;. tak sengajer larh. but disengajerkan. wakakaka!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bluweks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kayss&lt;/strong&gt; larh peeps. im&lt;strong&gt; tired&lt;/strong&gt; of typing sucha &lt;strong&gt;long&lt;/strong&gt; storie. its begining to &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; lyk a &lt;strong&gt;composition&lt;/strong&gt; oreadi. i bet yew guys must be&lt;strong&gt; cursing&lt;/strong&gt; mie for&lt;strong&gt; rytting&lt;/strong&gt; sucha&lt;strong&gt; long&lt;/strong&gt; entry. hehex. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;feel free to tag and comment aites. lyk i've saed. i was born an eazy going person. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ciaoz!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113275715027579844?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113275715027579844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113275715027579844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113275715027579844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113275715027579844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/ups-and-downs-of-life.html' title='ups and downs of life.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113229543087603698</id><published>2005-11-18T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:54:21.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*lost*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aarrgghh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i just&lt;strong&gt; dunch&lt;/strong&gt; noe wart to do &lt;strong&gt;NEXT&lt;/strong&gt;. hey &lt;strong&gt;wayte&lt;/strong&gt;! how am i supposed to &lt;strong&gt;noe&lt;/strong&gt; wart to do &lt;strong&gt;next&lt;/strong&gt; wen i &lt;strong&gt;dunch&lt;/strong&gt; even noe wart to do &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;??? gosh!! &lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; styll. &lt;strong&gt;tanx&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;cheer&lt;/strong&gt; mie up yesterdae. i noe yew &lt;strong&gt;tried&lt;/strong&gt;. but. . . yew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. bluwekx!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;dammit&lt;/strong&gt; larh!! its been &lt;strong&gt;one week&lt;/strong&gt; and my &lt;strong&gt;flu&lt;/strong&gt; styll&lt;strong&gt; haszen&lt;/strong&gt; dissapear. its &lt;strong&gt;running&lt;/strong&gt; lyk &lt;strong&gt;tap&lt;/strong&gt; water. and my &lt;strong&gt;tissues&lt;/strong&gt; are de &lt;strong&gt;onlie &lt;/strong&gt;thing filling de&lt;strong&gt; rubbish&lt;/strong&gt; bins around my &lt;strong&gt;hauz&lt;/strong&gt;. de &lt;strong&gt;next&lt;/strong&gt; thing i hear is &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt; nagging. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"MAKE SURE YEW CLEAR DE RUBBISH BINS EHK LAYTER!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oh &lt;strong&gt;gosh&lt;/strong&gt;!! i &lt;strong&gt;carn&lt;/strong&gt; take it anymore. how i &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; i cud take&lt;strong&gt; off&lt;/strong&gt; my nose for a &lt;strong&gt;moment&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;wayte&lt;/strong&gt; till its back to&lt;strong&gt; normal&lt;/strong&gt;. *grinx*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Immortal - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm so tired of being here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And if you have to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I wish that you would just leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And it won't leave me alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But you still have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;By your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='Search for: left behind'; 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am&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feeling so &lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt; dis few daes? always having &lt;strong&gt;negative&lt;/strong&gt; thoughts about people in &lt;strong&gt;my lyfe&lt;/strong&gt;. kinda &lt;strong&gt;feeling&lt;/strong&gt; lyke &lt;strong&gt;lyfe&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; draggy&lt;/strong&gt; one. tynking dat its &lt;strong&gt;pointless &lt;/strong&gt;to be &lt;strong&gt;living &lt;/strong&gt;in dis &lt;strong&gt;complicated&lt;/strong&gt; werld. and if its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whu is &lt;strong&gt;giving &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;strength&lt;/strong&gt; to carry &lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; dont&lt;/strong&gt; tynk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be living&lt;strong&gt; styll&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;donoe&lt;/strong&gt; larh ehk people. *&lt;strong&gt;enuff&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yanaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. lets tynk &lt;strong&gt;positive&lt;/strong&gt; now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kkays. just &lt;strong&gt;edit&lt;/strong&gt;ed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;template.&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt; new&lt;/strong&gt; blogskin is finally &lt;strong&gt;up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; reallie &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; arh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'ve used it &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; before. and is now &lt;strong&gt;re&lt;/strong&gt;-using it. just feel lyk it. (: and was &lt;strong&gt;tynking&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;movies&lt;/strong&gt; to catch during de skewl hols. *lyk finally de hiols are here. bluwekx. and here goes de &lt;strong&gt;list&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;movies &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.MOVIES.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* exorcism of emily rose *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the family stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;history of violence&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chicken little ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fog ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;king kong ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;em&gt;saw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yanaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;macam macam&lt;/strong&gt; sakk &lt;strong&gt;movie&lt;/strong&gt; dier list. &lt;strong&gt;step&lt;/strong&gt;ping maner peh &lt;strong&gt;kayer&lt;/strong&gt; jek nak buwat tu sumer. *ey! sukati arh. korang susah asal arh??* hahax. bluwekx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113214657127919949?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113214657127919949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113214657127919949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113214657127919949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113214657127919949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/temptation.html' title='temptation'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113205062123399709</id><published>2005-11-15T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:27:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exorcism of emily rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are de one whom&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dont wanna delude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dont want to betray &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feelings either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;because &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;am de&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUT STYLL. IM NOBODY TO SAE DE WERDS 'I LOVE YEW' COS I DONT EVEN NOE WTF IT MEANS. RYTE &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[[EZAD]]&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gosh! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just realised sumtynk larh people. and dat is meeting&lt;strong&gt; once&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;week&lt;/strong&gt; makes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feel &lt;strong&gt;as if&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is in de &lt;strong&gt;army&lt;/strong&gt; oreadi. hahax. but styll, its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; dat &lt;strong&gt;badd&lt;/strong&gt; larhh. jumpe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;takde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gadoh or wartsoever &lt;strong&gt;misunderstandings&lt;/strong&gt;. worthwhile larh kirekan ehk. bluwekx! but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mcm &lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt; shey. &lt;strong&gt;tick&lt;/strong&gt;ing so de&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; fast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *grinx*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahax.&lt;strong&gt; sorie&lt;/strong&gt; larh ehk. just dat i feel lyk&lt;strong&gt; tyme&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; fair to US. &lt;strong&gt;pass&lt;/strong&gt;ing so &lt;strong&gt;fast&lt;/strong&gt; wen&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;am &lt;strong&gt;around&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt; ehk! now&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;noe&lt;/strong&gt; wart people mean dey sae '&lt;strong&gt;tyme&lt;/strong&gt; passes &lt;strong&gt;fast&lt;/strong&gt; wen yew're having &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; or is &lt;strong&gt;around &lt;/strong&gt;yewr&lt;strong&gt; loved&lt;/strong&gt; ones.' haix. okay larh.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanna start &lt;strong&gt;updating&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;strong&gt;todae&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;watched movie wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today. went to &lt;strong&gt;Causeway Point&lt;/strong&gt; alone to &lt;strong&gt;purchase&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;pair&lt;/strong&gt; of&lt;strong&gt; movie tix. &lt;/strong&gt;show entitled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exorcism Of Emily Rose.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; idea to &lt;/em&gt;watch wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. alone just now cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;styll &lt;/strong&gt;having &lt;strong&gt;lessons&lt;/strong&gt;. den met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;insyde de train at &lt;strong&gt;Khatib&lt;/strong&gt; to head for &lt;strong&gt;Causeway Point&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was wit &lt;strong&gt;Cindy&lt;/strong&gt;. *&lt;strong&gt;CINDY&lt;/strong&gt; IS SO &lt;strong&gt;SWIET&lt;/strong&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Cindy&lt;/strong&gt; trained tyll&lt;strong&gt; Sembawang&lt;/strong&gt; to meet &lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bought &lt;strong&gt;popcorns&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;coke&lt;/strong&gt; to accompany &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during de show. it was &lt;strong&gt;freezing cold&lt;/strong&gt; in dere tyll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;borrowed &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; jacket&lt;/strong&gt;. bluwekx. sorie ehk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; noe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were cold too but hadta &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt; de jacket. tanx ehk. hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch. &lt;strong&gt;eat&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;eat &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;eat&lt;/strong&gt; tyll about&lt;strong&gt; three-thirty&lt;/strong&gt; and we had to make a &lt;strong&gt;move&lt;/strong&gt; cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dowan to be&lt;strong&gt; layte&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;lesson&lt;/strong&gt;. trained down wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tyll &lt;strong&gt;Yio Chu Kang&lt;/strong&gt;. and managed to &lt;strong&gt;catch&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cindy and Ian&lt;/strong&gt; togeder. dey look so&lt;strong&gt; swiet&lt;/strong&gt; togeder. so jealous.  bluwekx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;trained to &lt;strong&gt;Clementi&lt;/strong&gt; and got &lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt; her &lt;strong&gt;Beef Noodle&lt;/strong&gt; and finally here&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; am &lt;strong&gt;home sweet home&lt;/strong&gt; blogging. (: kays people. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'m outta here. wanna get some &lt;strong&gt;sliep&lt;/strong&gt; while wayting for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;finish&lt;/strong&gt; lesson at &lt;strong&gt;eight&lt;/strong&gt; in de&lt;strong&gt; nyte.&lt;/strong&gt; ciaosz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113205062123399709?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113205062123399709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113205062123399709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113205062123399709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113205062123399709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/exorcism-of-emily-rose.html' title='exorcism of emily rose'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113179477375664984</id><published>2005-11-12T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:23:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>escape theme park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; shagged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . . but had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;memorable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dae owt wit &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[[ezad]] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Escape Theme Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wen i was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wit&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;flu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. well. dat was de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ferst &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;date&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dat got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sticky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;drenched&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweats&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; but styll, it was all &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worth&lt;/strong&gt; it&lt;/em&gt;. hehex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tanx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for it ehk&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so. . . we met at Jurong East MRT station at about 11o5HRS. was few minutes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;layte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*biaser jugak. people wayte for my arrival. hehex*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;trained&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de way to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasir Ris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hadta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; duing de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; journey. at least it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wasnt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos we were oreadi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yakking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; business. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*mcm dah kenal lamer gituk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reaching dere at around 12ooHRS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and took &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; number &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;354&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;theme park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ferst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;upon &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ing dere was to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; buy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tixs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of course. it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. entered de theme park and we headed for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ferst. cos&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hadnt eaten his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;breakfast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt; eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down dere cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; totallie had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appetite. ngah&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; saket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;headed for de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lockers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; keep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; stuffs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before we began our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rides&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;strait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after he&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; finished&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eating agik. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*entah makanan dalam perot tu dah digest ke lom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;went&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rides&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Daytona Beginner's Track&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;* Haunted&lt;br /&gt;* Revolution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;* Pirate Ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;* Alpha 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;* Flipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Inverter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;love&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rides&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; most &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;favourites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haunted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wen &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kene &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kacau &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rabak rabak. and de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FERST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tyme&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;showted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in front of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahax. and oso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;revolution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wen de thing turns &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;36o degrees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and hangs us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;upside down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. fulesmak. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;marvellous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; larh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;superb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tyll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of us were oreadi in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wen we were in de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. bluwekx! den. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happened&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is meant for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to noe. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oraitey peeps!! im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;outta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here. wanna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;meet &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;la la land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *wink* ciaos!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ATTENTION EVERYBODY: DIS A PUBLIC APOLOGY TO &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HYM&lt;/span&gt; FOR ACTING SO COLD TOWARDS &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HYM&lt;/span&gt; JUST NOW AT DE THEME PARK WEN &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; WAS JEALOUS. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;DINT MEAN IT&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; LARH&lt;/span&gt; JUST DAT. . . NEVAMYND LARH. JUST FORGET EVERYTHING.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; NOE &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;YEW&lt;/span&gt;'RE HERE TO STAY. SORIE MANY MANY EHK! NIWAE,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; LOVE DE FEELING RESTING &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; HEAD ON&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; YEWR&lt;/span&gt; CHEST, ARMS AND SHOULDERS. AND &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;YEWR&lt;/span&gt; VOICE ROX LARH! *MELTING* (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113179477375664984?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113179477375664984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113179477375664984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113179477375664984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113179477375664984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/escape-theme-park.html' title='escape theme park'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113170295742198993</id><published>2005-11-11T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T17:58:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>behind these hazel eyes ; because of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Because Of You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; make the same &lt;strong&gt;mistakes&lt;/strong&gt; that you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; let &lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause my &lt;strong&gt;heart &lt;/strong&gt;so much &lt;strong&gt;misery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;break the way &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;fell&lt;/strong&gt; so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've&lt;strong&gt; learned&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;hard&lt;/strong&gt; way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; let it get that far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; stray too&lt;strong&gt; far&lt;/strong&gt; from the &lt;strong&gt;sidewalk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;learned&lt;/strong&gt; to play on the &lt;strong&gt;safe&lt;/strong&gt; side so I &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; get hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Because of&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='Search for: find it'; self.lm_skeyphrase='find%20it'; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); if(window.event) self.lm_sevent=window.event.srcElement; self.lm_timeout = setTimeout('lm_doMouseOver(1)', 1500); self.lm_isOverLink=true; self.lm_isOverTip=false; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onclick="window.status='Searching for: find it...'; self.lm_skeyphrase='find%20it'; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); self.lm_isOverTip = false; lm_closeiframe(); window.open('http://www.srch-results.com/lm/dir_rxt.asp?si=19902&amp;k=find%20it&amp;amp;ref='+window.location,'_blank','toolbar=yes,location=yes,directories=yes,status=yes,menubar=yes,scrollbars=yes,copyhistory=yes,resizable=yes'); return false; " onmouseout="window.status='Search for: find it'; self.lm_isOverTip = false; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); setTimeout('lm_closeiframe()', 1500);" href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/kellyclarkson/becauseofyou.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hard &lt;/strong&gt;to&lt;strong&gt; trust&lt;/strong&gt; not only &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, but&lt;strong&gt; everyone&lt;/strong&gt; around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;afraid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;lose&lt;/strong&gt; my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And it's &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; too long before you &lt;strong&gt;point&lt;/strong&gt; it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;cannot &lt;/strong&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Because I know that's &lt;strong&gt;weakness&lt;/strong&gt; in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm forced to&lt;strong&gt; fake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A&lt;strong&gt; smile&lt;/strong&gt;, a&lt;strong&gt; laugh&lt;/strong&gt; everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; can't possibly &lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When it &lt;strong&gt;wasn't&lt;/strong&gt; even &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Because of&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; stray too &lt;strong&gt;far&lt;/strong&gt; from the &lt;strong&gt;sidewalk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;learned&lt;/strong&gt; to play on the &lt;strong&gt;safe &lt;/strong&gt;side so I &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='Search for: find it'; self.lm_skeyphrase='find%20it'; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); if(window.event) self.lm_sevent=window.event.srcElement; self.lm_timeout = setTimeout('lm_doMouseOver(1)', 1500); 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of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I used to &lt;strong&gt;stand&lt;/strong&gt; so tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I used to be so &lt;strong&gt;strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Your &lt;strong&gt;arms&lt;/strong&gt; around me&lt;strong&gt; tight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Everything, it felt so &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/strong&gt;, like &lt;strong&gt;nothin'&lt;/strong&gt; could go &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No, I &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;barely&lt;/strong&gt; hanging on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here I am, once &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;torn&lt;/strong&gt; into &lt;strong&gt;pieces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't&lt;/strong&gt; deny it, &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just thought&lt;strong&gt; you&lt;/strong&gt; were the&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken&lt;/strong&gt; up, deep &lt;strong&gt;inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But you &lt;strong&gt;won't &lt;/strong&gt;get to see the &lt;strong&gt;tears&lt;/strong&gt; I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behind&lt;/strong&gt; these hazel &lt;strong&gt;eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I told you &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opened&lt;/strong&gt; up and let you &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You made me feel &lt;strong&gt;alright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now all that's&lt;strong&gt; left&lt;/strong&gt; of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is what I &lt;strong&gt;pretend&lt;/strong&gt; to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;, but so &lt;strong&gt;broken&lt;/strong&gt; up &lt;strong&gt;inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause I &lt;strong&gt;can't &lt;/strong&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No, I&lt;strong&gt; can't&lt;/strong&gt; sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;barely&lt;/strong&gt; hangin' on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113170295742198993?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113170295742198993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113170295742198993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113170295742198993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113170295742198993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/behind-these-hazel-eyes-because-of-you.html' title='behind these hazel eyes ; 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(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; for all dat yew have &lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt; for mie.  yew have &lt;strong&gt;ended&lt;/strong&gt; my&lt;strong&gt; fairytale&lt;/strong&gt; dreams and pulled mie back to &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hafta &lt;strong&gt;admit&lt;/strong&gt; it. i am &lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt; by yew. but im &lt;strong&gt;glad&lt;/strong&gt; it happened now . and &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; layter. cos i noe its gonna be &lt;strong&gt;worsed&lt;/strong&gt; if it have happened &lt;strong&gt;layter&lt;/strong&gt;. from dis &lt;strong&gt;experience&lt;/strong&gt;,  i have &lt;strong&gt;learned&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;control&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;emotions&lt;/strong&gt;.  be&lt;strong&gt; patient&lt;/strong&gt;. live life &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; without &lt;strong&gt;anyone&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; and sooner or layter&lt;strong&gt; hurt&lt;/strong&gt;. and most &lt;strong&gt;importantly&lt;/strong&gt;, walk on my &lt;strong&gt;OWN&lt;/strong&gt; feet. yew &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; scarred mie. and also &lt;strong&gt;carved &lt;/strong&gt;yewr name &lt;strong&gt;out&lt;/strong&gt; of my &lt;strong&gt;porcelain&lt;/strong&gt; heart. but i &lt;strong&gt;noe &lt;/strong&gt;dat its for my &lt;strong&gt;OWN&lt;/strong&gt; good. &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i haf learned to live &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im now a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STRONGER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;someone who is learning to walk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and its on her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OWN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yew made me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALISE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dat i DONT need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in order to lead a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and dat LOVE is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everything is this werld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;now i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;noe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dat it takes. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE SPECIAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fren to make mie realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNCOUTABLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; facts about ones lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;owe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yew one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113154763687937555?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113154763687937555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113154763687937555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113154763687937555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113154763687937555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/tanx.html' title='tanx. (:'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113143978819863413</id><published>2005-11-08T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:31:08.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/aww.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i know she wants me back but is just too egoistic to admit it"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well well well. how &lt;strong&gt;heartbroken&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; twisted&lt;/strong&gt; can a&lt;strong&gt; ghurl&lt;/strong&gt; ever &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; ryte after being &lt;strong&gt;told&lt;/strong&gt; by someone she &lt;strong&gt;treasures&lt;/strong&gt; dat de sentence was &lt;strong&gt;said&lt;/strong&gt; by an &lt;strong&gt;ex&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt;. it seems to be a &lt;strong&gt;junk&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. but yew neva noe wart he is tynking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;den. . . &lt;strong&gt;next&lt;/strong&gt; dat came was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; having an &lt;strong&gt;attitude change&lt;/strong&gt;. kinda acting &lt;strong&gt;cold&lt;/strong&gt; towards &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt; more &lt;strong&gt;often &lt;/strong&gt;den he &lt;strong&gt;should.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; noes dat&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'cemburu tande sayang'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;which wen translated means&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'jealousy is anoder wae of saying i love yew'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but hey!&lt;strong&gt; jgn&lt;/strong&gt; mepek arh.&lt;strong&gt; shah&lt;/strong&gt; is onie a guy i &lt;strong&gt;noe&lt;/strong&gt; by&lt;strong&gt; name&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; face&lt;/strong&gt; jek pe. itupon&lt;strong&gt; nak&lt;/strong&gt; kecoh kecoh ke? i &lt;strong&gt;noe &lt;/strong&gt;larh yew feel &lt;strong&gt;insecure&lt;/strong&gt; pasal yew noe my&lt;strong&gt; past&lt;/strong&gt;. but yew gotta &lt;strong&gt;trust &lt;/strong&gt;mie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; here to do &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;trust &lt;/strong&gt;is de &lt;strong&gt;key&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;. so i hope yew &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; trust mie aites. and i&lt;strong&gt; will&lt;/strong&gt; take &lt;strong&gt;baby &lt;/strong&gt;steps. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and i wanna share a love quote i came across while bloghopping. and dis is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[[.Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile, so whenever you're lonely, this is true, someone somewhere is thinking of you.]]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;niwaekan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . . i feel lyk &lt;strong&gt;going&lt;/strong&gt; to de &lt;strong&gt;movies&lt;/strong&gt;. and i got&lt;strong&gt; two&lt;/strong&gt; shows in mind. and dat is. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just like heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/justlykeaven.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the excorcism of emily rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/excorcismofemilyrose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thot&lt;/strong&gt; of watching it on dis &lt;strong&gt;saturdae&lt;/strong&gt;? feel onie. if yew're &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; okay wit de &lt;strong&gt;idea&lt;/strong&gt; den lets just &lt;strong&gt;forget&lt;/strong&gt; it. i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; mind. (:&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/9901853-113143978819863413?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113143978819863413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113143978819863413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113143978819863413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113143978819863413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow.html' title='wow!!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113135728969018481</id><published>2005-11-07T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T09:11:44.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;BORED&lt;/strong&gt; to de &lt;strong&gt;MAX&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; knowing wart to &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; at dis verie &lt;strong&gt;moment.&lt;/strong&gt; hmm. i'll &lt;strong&gt;update&lt;/strong&gt; my blog for &lt;strong&gt;todae&lt;/strong&gt; larhh kayss. synce i've got &lt;strong&gt;nutink&lt;/strong&gt; to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and SHAH!!! yew rox my sockx. hehex. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had a dae owt wit my &lt;strong&gt;BESTIE&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;stephanie&lt;/strong&gt;. headed for &lt;strong&gt;queenswae&lt;/strong&gt; as she wanted to buy a spootid &lt;strong&gt;tee&lt;/strong&gt;. no offence babe. (: but we decided to &lt;strong&gt;grab&lt;/strong&gt; sumtynk to &lt;strong&gt;eat &lt;/strong&gt;ferst at &lt;strong&gt;Macdonalds&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; i&lt;/strong&gt; had &lt;strong&gt;Fillet &lt;/strong&gt;meal while &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; had &lt;strong&gt;mcChicken&lt;/strong&gt; meal. eat and eat and eat den we decided to &lt;strong&gt;shop&lt;/strong&gt; around for our stuffs. bought &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; tee which rytes &lt;strong&gt;'YOUR TSHIRT SUCKS'&lt;/strong&gt;. dat spootid shert &lt;strong&gt;cost&lt;/strong&gt; her&lt;strong&gt; $19.9o. &lt;/strong&gt;hmm. &lt;strong&gt;watdeva&lt;/strong&gt; ghurlie! hahax. &lt;strong&gt;browse&lt;/strong&gt; around and&lt;strong&gt; saw&lt;/strong&gt; dis &lt;strong&gt;shert&lt;/strong&gt; which &lt;strong&gt;attracted&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;attention&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;nyce&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;girlish&lt;/strong&gt; wit de werd '&lt;strong&gt;DIVA&lt;/strong&gt;'!! (: decided to &lt;strong&gt;buy&lt;/strong&gt; dat &lt;strong&gt;$15.9o&lt;/strong&gt; shert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;next, we &lt;strong&gt;cab&lt;/strong&gt;bed down to &lt;strong&gt;Holland Village&lt;/strong&gt;. decided to &lt;strong&gt;slack&lt;/strong&gt; around at &lt;strong&gt;starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; lyk &lt;strong&gt;nobodys&lt;/strong&gt; business. hahax. and&lt;strong&gt; shah&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;dere&lt;/strong&gt; too. he &lt;strong&gt;served&lt;/strong&gt; us. (: had our &lt;strong&gt;drinks &lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;chatted&lt;/strong&gt; lyk we've&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; seen each other for &lt;strong&gt;years&lt;/strong&gt; and we were lyk &lt;strong&gt;idiots&lt;/strong&gt; down dere &lt;strong&gt;yakking&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;larffing&lt;/strong&gt; our hearts owt. hahax. reallie &lt;strong&gt;enjoyed&lt;/strong&gt; it alot babe! shud &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; it &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; often! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cab&lt;/strong&gt;bed back home and decided to &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;todae&lt;/strong&gt;s entry cos was &lt;strong&gt;damn freaking bored&lt;/strong&gt;. wen &lt;strong&gt;suddenlie&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;msg&lt;/strong&gt; was&lt;strong&gt; recieved&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;auntie sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and dis was how it went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AUNTIE SUE: gatal eh!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FARLYANNA: *feeling lost* huh? dah knape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AUNTIE SUE: i noe where yew went just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FARLYANNA: hehex. yew mean shah told yew i came??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AUNTIE SUE: yah! whu didja bring along huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FARLYANNA: oh my gawd!! he styll remember us? kewl. ohh. i came wit stephanie. its a GHURL larhh. dont worrie. (: aper lagik huh dier kater? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AUNTIE SUE: takde pape lagik larh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;woah &lt;strong&gt;shah&lt;/strong&gt;!! yew masey&lt;strong&gt; ingat&lt;/strong&gt; ehk &lt;strong&gt;mie&lt;/strong&gt; and my &lt;strong&gt;auntie&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;strong&gt; kewl&lt;/strong&gt; arh yew! padahal &lt;strong&gt;sekali&lt;/strong&gt; jek kiter visit tu tempat. hehex. but styll. its &lt;strong&gt;nyce&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;noe&lt;/strong&gt; yew&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember &lt;/strong&gt;us. taking caring dude!! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;AND!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt; on dis&lt;strong&gt; tiny&lt;/strong&gt; earth are yew?? im &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; yew many many larh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . !! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TWELVE NOVEMBER TWENTY O FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kayss. hugs!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113135728969018481?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113135728969018481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113135728969018481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113135728969018481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113135728969018481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/boring.html' title='boring!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113127835689787241</id><published>2005-11-06T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:59:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smyle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay okay. i believe yew people must be&lt;strong&gt; cursing&lt;/strong&gt; mie ryte now for&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; blogging. hehex. actuallie ryte, its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; dat i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; want to. but it just dat synce its &lt;strong&gt;hari raya&lt;/strong&gt; den i'll &lt;strong&gt;tag&lt;/strong&gt; along to visit my &lt;strong&gt;relatives &lt;/strong&gt;place. and by de tyme i &lt;strong&gt;reach&lt;/strong&gt; home, it will be so &lt;strong&gt;layte&lt;/strong&gt; dat i haf got not much of &lt;strong&gt;energy&lt;/strong&gt; to blog. somtymes i &lt;strong&gt;even&lt;/strong&gt; sliep wit my &lt;strong&gt;kebaye&lt;/strong&gt;. too tired. hehex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dae one of hari raya made mie &lt;strong&gt;'de pynk laydee'&lt;/strong&gt;. wore &lt;strong&gt;pynk&lt;/strong&gt; tube wit a transparent long sleeve and a foldover ;&lt;strong&gt; pynk&lt;/strong&gt; earings and &lt;strong&gt;pynk&lt;/strong&gt; necklace ; &lt;strong&gt;pynk&lt;/strong&gt; shoe. luckily my lenses and bag was &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; pynk. (: wore a grey lenses and black bag.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kays peepes. heres two of de pix i took.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;before i forget, &lt;strong&gt;i wanna wish [[ezad]] HAPPIE 8TEEN BERFDAE!!&lt;/strong&gt; and dis &lt;strong&gt;pix&lt;/strong&gt; are for &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[TAKEN ON DE FERST DAE OF RAYA]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/shEzhOtbLuwEkx.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tynking &lt;/strong&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HYM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;putting&lt;/strong&gt; on de&lt;strong&gt; smyle&lt;/strong&gt; dat &lt;strong&gt;hides &lt;/strong&gt;a thousand &lt;strong&gt;tears&lt;/strong&gt;. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[[TAKEN ON DE THIRD DAE OF RAYA]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/hiDdEntEarS.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nie &lt;strong&gt;swiet&lt;/strong&gt; kan!! hehex. i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; smyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;killing&lt;/strong&gt; babe! *i noe self praising is BAD* (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113127835689787241?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113127835689787241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113127835689787241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113127835689787241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113127835689787241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/smyle.html' title='smyle!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113112059708770840</id><published>2005-11-04T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:16:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is he?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where is he?! wart is he doing?! do i cross his mind?! do i even exist in his lyfe?!&lt;/strong&gt; - dis &lt;strong&gt;questions&lt;/strong&gt; has been &lt;strong&gt;running&lt;/strong&gt; thru my &lt;strong&gt;mind&lt;/strong&gt; synce 3pm todae. it seems lyk &lt;strong&gt;tyme&lt;/strong&gt; is passing soo damn &lt;strong&gt;slow&lt;/strong&gt; wen hes &lt;strong&gt;away&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;werking &lt;/strong&gt;his ass off. haix. i &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; hym many many larh xia! how i &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; he was &lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; syde. having his &lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;kisses&lt;/strong&gt;. aww. i'll &lt;strong&gt;be&lt;/strong&gt; on cloud &lt;strong&gt;nine&lt;/strong&gt; if dat happens. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woitx! stop dae dreaming nur farlyanna!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kkays. todae ehk? skipped skewl in de murnyng. layzee and no energy to wake up. body was aching lyk hell. due to yesterdae larh. (: skipped skewl but styll stepped yishun. cos hadta do c.i.p weder i want it or not. cos din do last term. supposed to be in skewl at 13oo but at 12.3o den i left my hauz. hehex. biasa jugak. people must wayte for my arrival. *angelic smyle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reached yishun at ard 132o . wanted to deposit some cash but de spootid machine cannot use. so headed strait for skewl. reached dere, marked attendance and left onlie at 141o. i noe i came layter xia. dey provided a bus to de blocks we needed to go. did c.i.p wit afy. den slacked around and wen to shell to buy chcolate, lollipop and &lt;strong&gt;starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; frappuccino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but my &lt;strong&gt;mind&lt;/strong&gt; was seriously&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; dere xia. was away &lt;strong&gt;tynking &lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;my SPECIAL fren&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;finished c.i.p at around 163o. den walked to marsiling mrt station to train down to clementi. deposited cash and did some transactions. took bus number 147 from dere and dropped by grannie's place. niat di hati wanna help her cos she was expecting visitors but i feel asleep as soon as i reached dere. hehex. slept for 6 hours pluz. tak tercapai niat di hati. sowie ehk grannie. tak sengaje larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went back home &lt;strong&gt;wayting&lt;/strong&gt; for his &lt;strong&gt;text&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;reach&lt;/strong&gt; mie but it &lt;strong&gt;didnt&lt;/strong&gt;. i guess hes too &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt; skewling &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; werking at de &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt; tyme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;takpe&lt;/strong&gt; dear. i &lt;strong&gt;paham&lt;/strong&gt;. yew make &lt;strong&gt;sure&lt;/strong&gt; yew &lt;strong&gt;rest&lt;/strong&gt; well taw! dah&lt;strong&gt; overwork&lt;/strong&gt; den &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; rest! i &lt;strong&gt;dont&lt;/strong&gt; want yew to&lt;strong&gt; fall&lt;/strong&gt; sick. nanti saper &lt;strong&gt;susah&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;strong&gt; i&lt;/strong&gt; jugak. hehex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kays larh peeps. wanna go watch de teevee dats been on synce just now but unwatched. hehex. pandai yanaa waste electricity. (: &lt;strong&gt;miss yew baby!! flying kisses to yew!! *yanaa hugs hym tyte tyte!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113112059708770840?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113112059708770840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113112059708770840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113112059708770840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113112059708770840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-is-he.html' title='where is he?'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113084051104710187</id><published>2005-11-03T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:15:17.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ohwee!~ rayer dis year is sooo much more &lt;strong&gt;meaningful&lt;/strong&gt; for mie. wit &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my SPECAIL fren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being de &lt;strong&gt;ferst&lt;/strong&gt; to wish mie &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"b. . . camat hari raye."&lt;/span&gt; de message came &lt;strong&gt;ryte after&lt;/strong&gt; de mufti saed dat &lt;strong&gt;todae&lt;/strong&gt; is de &lt;strong&gt;1st dae&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;Syawal&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;takbir&lt;/strong&gt; was being &lt;strong&gt;played&lt;/strong&gt; on air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aww. swiet kan aayang kiter. hehex. but sorie larh ehk ghurlis owt dere. unfortunately he's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MYNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so, please kindly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BUZZ OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! bluweks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kays larh. i wanna take dis &lt;strong&gt;opportunity&lt;/strong&gt; to do a few &lt;strong&gt;showt owts&lt;/strong&gt; to some &lt;strong&gt;important &lt;/strong&gt;peeps in &lt;strong&gt;my lyfe&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/strong&gt;: i &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; yew many many larh dear! nak yewr &lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;kisses&lt;/strong&gt; boley? hehex. psst psst. its &lt;strong&gt;oreadi&lt;/strong&gt; November larh dear!! *wink* yew noe i noe wart. hehex. ehk! i wanna take dis &lt;strong&gt;opportunity&lt;/strong&gt; to hulur 1o jari &lt;strong&gt;memohon maaf&lt;/strong&gt;. i noe i've &lt;strong&gt;offended&lt;/strong&gt; yew uncountable tymes and &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt; yew off too. nort to forget, &lt;strong&gt;vent&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;anger&lt;/strong&gt; on yew and made yew my &lt;strong&gt;punching bag&lt;/strong&gt;. ooppss. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*byk jugak salah i pat yew ehk*&lt;/span&gt; hehex. &lt;strong&gt;sowie&lt;/strong&gt; ehk &lt;strong&gt;baby boy&lt;/strong&gt;. dah &lt;strong&gt;rayer&lt;/strong&gt; and nak dekat &lt;strong&gt;berfydae&lt;/strong&gt;. so &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; marah marah. nanti cepat&lt;strong&gt; tue&lt;/strong&gt;. hahax. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;camat hari raye aayang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and about yewr &lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt; wallet tu. i donoe wart to sae larh b. . . but &lt;strong&gt;watdeva&lt;/strong&gt; it is, yew &lt;strong&gt;nakmo&lt;/strong&gt; stress stress kays. &lt;strong&gt;remember&lt;/strong&gt; wart i &lt;strong&gt;swore&lt;/strong&gt; to yew. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll be dere for yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i &lt;strong&gt;mean&lt;/strong&gt; it. i reallie &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;smyle&lt;/strong&gt; kayss. lastly,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; grow old wimme kayss dear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; ya many many!!! hugs and smuackzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-&gt; Syz Nirah: dont worrie syz. i was taught to forgive and forget. agipon dah rayer. so, kene bermaafan. yewr apology is accepted. (: and i oso wanna apologise for all de wrongdoings i did. fo example, de potong jalan thingy. sowie ehk syz. bkn nak ungkit. cumer nak pinta kemaafan. tekaire aites syz. CAMAT HARI RAYA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; Huda: hey ghurlie! aku tawu aku banyak buwat salah pat kau. sorie byk byk ye. camat harie rayer and all de best wit acul! &lt;strong&gt;* he's getting betta oreadi* (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-&gt; bloghoppers: to those Muslim peeps, CAMAT HARI RAYA!! and to those non-muslim, happi holdae. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113084051104710187?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113084051104710187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113084051104710187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113084051104710187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113084051104710187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/11/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113055329000773323</id><published>2005-10-29T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T12:45:18.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my my my</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well done nur farlyanna. . . just wart de hell is &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; wit yew huh? going around &lt;strong&gt;venting yewr anger&lt;/strong&gt; on everybody like its &lt;strong&gt;nobody's business&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; daes ago, it was&lt;strong&gt; [[ezad]].&lt;/strong&gt; just because yew became de &lt;strong&gt;PMS bytch&lt;/strong&gt;. yew were &lt;strong&gt;lucky&lt;/strong&gt; for dat dae as he&lt;strong&gt; understood&lt;/strong&gt; yew and was &lt;strong&gt;patient&lt;/strong&gt; enuff to &lt;strong&gt;tolerate&lt;/strong&gt; yew. and now its anoder &lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt; person in yewr lyfe. de reason ; because yew got &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt; reading a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuzzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog entry. well. i guess dis tyme round yew're &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;as lucky as before. yew've gotta find a &lt;strong&gt;wae owt&lt;/strong&gt; as not to make matters &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt;. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yelah. . ! i was born on dis earth to &lt;strong&gt;steal&lt;/strong&gt; peoples &lt;strong&gt;boifrens&lt;/strong&gt; pe! im always de&lt;strong&gt; reason&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;couples&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;end&lt;/strong&gt; thier&lt;strong&gt; relationship&lt;/strong&gt; and go their &lt;strong&gt;seperate&lt;/strong&gt; waes! im always de &lt;strong&gt;batu penghalang&lt;/strong&gt;. im always de reason &lt;strong&gt;'love triangle'&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;formed&lt;/strong&gt; between &lt;strong&gt;lovebirds.&lt;/strong&gt; its always all &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; fault pe! all nur farlyanna's fault. well. &lt;strong&gt;watdeva&lt;/strong&gt; larh kayss people. i wonder &lt;strong&gt;warts&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;point&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;living&lt;/strong&gt; ; if all people &lt;strong&gt;accuse &lt;/strong&gt;yew of &lt;strong&gt;doing&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;strong&gt; offend&lt;/strong&gt; dem, &lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt; dem and &lt;strong&gt;force&lt;/strong&gt; dem to make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SACRIFICES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haix. but styll. i can consider myself &lt;strong&gt;lucky&lt;/strong&gt; as i styll haf &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt; to be &lt;strong&gt;dere&lt;/strong&gt; for mie. to &lt;strong&gt;cheer&lt;/strong&gt; mie up and &lt;strong&gt;draw&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;smyle&lt;/strong&gt; on my &lt;strong&gt;face&lt;/strong&gt; again even wen i was going thru &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'depression'.&lt;/span&gt; de state where people wud &lt;strong&gt;onlie tynk&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;suicide&lt;/strong&gt; as de &lt;strong&gt;wae owt&lt;/strong&gt;. he &lt;strong&gt;saved&lt;/strong&gt; mie by &lt;strong&gt;touch&lt;/strong&gt;ing mie wit all his &lt;strong&gt;werds&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"b. . . u ok ke tak? ? ? im here for u taw. take care. takmo stress stress. hugz. smuack. - den it was - "b. . . i read ______ blog. &lt;strong&gt;*names are meant to be protected*&lt;/strong&gt; u bingit sal tu ehk. . . relex k. . . u still haf mie right? &lt;strong&gt;*aww. hes swiet*&lt;/strong&gt; wen u are awake i taknak u stress k. . . if u are unhappi, i oso unhappi. i had a tough day oso. . . lets sliep and make tmlo a betta one. im sori if i made u felt dat i wasnt der for u just now. i tried. . . i miss u so so much u noe tat. &lt;strong&gt;*i miss yew too baby*&lt;/strong&gt; sliep tite sweetheart. . . muacks and hugz. . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;damn! i gotta to admit dat he is de &lt;strong&gt;swietest&lt;/strong&gt; guy i ever came across. &lt;strong&gt;swieter den honey&lt;/strong&gt;. and hes &lt;strong&gt;MYNE&lt;/strong&gt;!! hehex. bear in mind, &lt;strong&gt;STAE AWAY&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;HYM&lt;/strong&gt; cos hes &lt;strong&gt;MYNE&lt;/strong&gt;!! hahax. de werds saed by hym &lt;strong&gt;arent&lt;/strong&gt; just&lt;strong&gt; swiet talking&lt;/strong&gt; lyk which an &lt;strong&gt;arse &lt;/strong&gt;did to make mie &lt;strong&gt;fall&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;hym&lt;/strong&gt;!! yoikx. &lt;strong&gt;enuff &lt;/strong&gt;farlyanna! betta &lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt; it and &lt;strong&gt;nort&lt;/strong&gt; further elaborate. de &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; yew &lt;strong&gt;elaborate&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; yew're gonna &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; de person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'benci-benci pon ex jugak pe.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;honey. . !! &lt;strong&gt;tanx&lt;/strong&gt; a million for &lt;strong&gt;be&lt;/strong&gt;ing &lt;strong&gt;dere&lt;/strong&gt;. i've gotta sae dat &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt;'re de &lt;strong&gt;best thing&lt;/strong&gt; dat ever &lt;strong&gt;happened&lt;/strong&gt; to my &lt;strong&gt;lyfe&lt;/strong&gt;. and i just &lt;strong&gt;donch&lt;/strong&gt; noe how my &lt;strong&gt;lyfe&lt;/strong&gt; wud be &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; if yew &lt;strong&gt;hadnt&lt;/strong&gt; come to de &lt;strong&gt;rescue&lt;/strong&gt; of&lt;strong&gt; saving&lt;/strong&gt; mie from&lt;strong&gt; tynking&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'suicide as de onlie wae owt.'&lt;/span&gt; wit &lt;strong&gt;yew&lt;/strong&gt; around, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; lyfe is sooo &lt;strong&gt;clear&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;smooth&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;*aiks. mcm kenal jek nie sentence*&lt;/strong&gt; hehex. we &lt;strong&gt;share share&lt;/strong&gt; larh. kater &lt;strong&gt;sehati sejiwa&lt;/strong&gt;. ((=&lt;strong&gt; miss&lt;/strong&gt; ya &lt;strong&gt;so so many many&lt;/strong&gt; honey bunch. . ! hugsss. muackz muackz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it was YEW whu PLUCKED mie OWT from de BOTTOMLESS pit ; yew walked WIT mie THRU de my DARKEST hour and became my BEACON of lyte in my DARK tunnel. and for dat, i TRULY love yew!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113055329000773323?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113055329000773323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113055329000773323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113055329000773323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113055329000773323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-my-my.html' title='my my my'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113040353478573733</id><published>2005-10-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:10:05.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de boi i found in hym. ((=</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[[.de boy i found in hym.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/l"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bad boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; ; but a bad boy with a soft side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who wud always make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy that acts normal around anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would tell a girl that he haf a special friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who told mie he would make out in the rain with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who told mie he would lay under the stars and tell me stories as I lay my head on his chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would come up behind me ; take my hands ; and lay his head on my shoulder. so I can put mine on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who feels jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[cemburu tande sayang ehk?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who lets me pay for somethings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would do something special for me if I was having a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who will &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/l"&gt;tell me&lt;/a&gt; he misses me when I get to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would take someones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/l"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; ; just to call mie and find out where am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who draw a smile on my face wen we see each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would let me take pictures of him and put them in my binder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would call me at 3am and ask me what I was doing ; and tell me he was thinking about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would pick out a song that made him think of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who likes some of my music ; and I would like some of his ; even though we both in the first place hated it; but now love it cause they like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would help me if I was having problems at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;* He is de boy who would pretty much do anything for mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[[.de boy i wish to find in hym.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;* De boy who will let me play with his hair.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who will stop and wait for me in the hall ; take my hand ; and walk me two classes away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;* De boy who will never be ashamed of me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would go to something even though he doesnt want to ; just to see me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who will run his fingers through my hair.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would take the long way to class and be late just to see me for 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would stay after school with me just to walk around and talk.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy that can free style for me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy that would look me in the eyes and sing me something random but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would wait for me outside the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would write on "Happy Birthday" on a chalkboard in one of my classes on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would tell me things through my friends.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who yells my name from across the hall.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would meet me at my locker every morning and at dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would come and sit with me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would beat another guys ass if they were messing with me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would buy me 25 cent rings from gumball machines.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would go to the mall with me and we'd make fun of people.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would go places with me and my friends even though he'd be the only guy.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would laugh at me when I get a detention ; only because he's sitting there next to me for the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would carry my books for me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would help me with my homework ; eventho he doesnt know it either.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would burn me a CD of songs that make him think of me ; and I'd do the same.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would take the blame for me being late.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would pin me against a wall and kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who would take me to the movies and see a stupid kid movie; just so we can sit in the back and make out.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who makes his friends jealous of me because he talks about me so much.&lt;br /&gt;* De boy who lets me take pictures of him at embarrassing times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;`` FARLYANNA _ yew are my one and onlie eye candy . - *hym+her* [[.miss yew many many.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113040353478573733?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113040353478573733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113040353478573733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113040353478573733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113040353478573733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/de-boi-i-found-in-hym.html' title='de boi i found in hym. ((='/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113039578082156392</id><published>2005-10-27T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:54:47.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorrie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finally my new blogskin is up for display. hehex. changed it and it is &lt;strong&gt;dedicated &lt;/strong&gt;to [[ezad]]. ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[.i'll be yewr dream ; i'll be yewr wish ; i'll be yewr fantasy. i'll be yewr hope ; i'll be yewr love ; be everything dat yew need. i love yew more den every breath ; TRULY MADLY DEEPLY DO]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but. . . aww. i feel sho &lt;strong&gt;guilty&lt;/strong&gt; at dis verie moment in tyme. guilty for not giving [[ezad]] a &lt;strong&gt;murnyng call&lt;/strong&gt; to wake hym up just now murnyng. dat lead to hym having to &lt;strong&gt;skip&lt;/strong&gt; his FERST lesson for de dae and &lt;strong&gt;rush&lt;/strong&gt; for de SECOND one. aarrgghh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[.im sorrie honey bunch!!.]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;den &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; skewl he styll gotta &lt;strong&gt;werk&lt;/strong&gt; tyll as &lt;strong&gt;layte&lt;/strong&gt; as 11pm. haiz. i &lt;strong&gt;carn&lt;/strong&gt; bear to see hym having de &lt;strong&gt;werld&lt;/strong&gt; on his shoulders! how i &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; i cud do sometynk to &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt;. well. dis is wart happen wen yew become a &lt;strong&gt;man with responsibilities&lt;/strong&gt;. just remember dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'll be dere for yew ; dis five werds i  swear to yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now im gonna do a short showt out. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to[[ezad]]:&lt;/strong&gt; HONEY BUNCH ; yew're a verie bad person yew noe! leaving mie here to miss yew many many. bleahx! hehex. niwae, sorie dear over wat happened yesterdae. i began to realise dat im equally bad as yew wenever i become de PMS bytch. hahax. tanx a million for being dere to tolarate my mood swings. being patience wit mie eventho i noe i was venting my anger on yew. i carn help it. blame it all on PMS!! sorrie kayss dear. *yanaa hugs [[ezad]] tyte tyte and pecks hip lips softly. hehex. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to.SyzNirah:&lt;/strong&gt; wei minah! puaser agik bape arie jek shey!! biler mo buker luwar arh?? cepat cepat plan de date larh. den holla mie on my cell kays. taking caring sassy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113039578082156392?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113039578082156392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113039578082156392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113039578082156392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113039578082156392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorrie.html' title='sorrie!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113023713957292758</id><published>2005-10-25T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:38:07.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey bunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arlow&lt;/strong&gt; people!! yew meet mie &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. i noe im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; supposed to be here ryte now but i dont want yew peeps to &lt;strong&gt;die&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; mie. hehex. nahh. actuallie im in de &lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; to do a &lt;strong&gt;calender check&lt;/strong&gt; for de month of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. well. lets see whus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;falls in either of dis &lt;strong&gt;two months&lt;/strong&gt; ahead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and de &lt;strong&gt;events&lt;/strong&gt; i haf been &lt;strong&gt;wayting&lt;/strong&gt; for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;* 3rd Nov - Hari Raya. [[Ohwee!!]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;* 5th Nov - Mustafa's 22nd Bdae [[ happie bdae!! ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;** 6th Nov - HONEY BUNCH turns 8teen. [[ heppie berfydae honey bunch!! dah 8teen shey org tu! mesti bully yg belom 8teen. *alahmak. im not even 7teen* nahh. but i dont tynk yew'll bully mie. bleahx! tekaire. miss ya many many. ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* 11th to 13th&lt;/strong&gt; - famelee chalet at sentosa wit daddy's company.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NOVEMBER DATE!! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;* 21st Nov - Syz Sarina's 25th Bdae [[ happy bdae syz! dis is de ferst tyme yew're celebrating yewr bdae wit a new gelaran. hehex. dah jadi mama shey org tu. ((= ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;* 25th Nov - Nana's seventeen Bdae. [[ happy bdae ghurlie!! best wishes for yewr o's. ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;* 30th Nov - Darul's 18th Bdae. [[ happie bdae bro!! and i wish yew de verie best in yewr future. ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;/ 3rd Dec - Mafteem's 15th Bdae. [[ happie bdae awak!! all de best in everything yew do and wit HER. ((= ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;/ 9th Dec - Ayah's 44th Bdae. [[ Selamat Hari Jadi!! Semoge dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan Rezeki. love ya!! ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;// 22nd Dec - MY berfydae!! [[ finally im 7teen. hehex. ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;/ 23rd Dec - Mama's 41st Bdae. [[ happy berfydae mama!! Semoge dipanjangkan usia dan dimurahkan rezeki!! love yew alot alot!! ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;/ 26th Dec - Grannie's _ _ Berfydae. [[ alahmak! cucu sendiri tatawu nenek nyer umor. hehex. jgn marah. semoge usia nenek dipanjangkan dan murah rezeki nenek ye. ((= ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;/ 26th Dec - Paktam's 18th Bdae. [[ happie bdae bro!! i wish yewluck in everything yew do!! ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;/ 27th Dec - Jasmne's 17th Bdae. [[ happie bdae ghurl. finally we're 17 ryte. hehex. all de best aites for yewr future. ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dats it! it seems messy. but i dont gif a damn actuallie. hehex. sayonara people!! i wanna EAT in 1o minutes tyme!! yum yum. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-113023713957292758?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113023713957292758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113023713957292758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113023713957292758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113023713957292758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/honey-bunch.html' title='honey bunch'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-113006106843349470</id><published>2005-10-23T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:51:08.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slieping beauty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*yawns* fuhh!~ i actuallie just got up from a five hours beauty sliep. and im styll sliepy!! slept ryte after cuming home from shopping wit my grannie. actuallie ryte peeps. im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; supposed to be able to blog todae cos my mama haf decided to keep de keyboard awae from de computer as de younger kiddies will be having their eoy exams. but synce shes &lt;strong&gt;awae&lt;/strong&gt;, i'll take dis opportunity to do a showt out!! and oso im feeling damn bored wen &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  is&lt;strong&gt; awae&lt;/strong&gt; in Malaysia. haiz. and oso wayting for de tyme to BUKER!! ((=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hey &lt;strong&gt;honey&lt;/strong&gt; bunch! im &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; yew so &lt;strong&gt;many many&lt;/strong&gt;!! *sobx* niwae, yew were &lt;strong&gt;ryte&lt;/strong&gt; to sae dat we've &lt;strong&gt;known&lt;/strong&gt; each other for &lt;strong&gt;two months&lt;/strong&gt; plus. but yew're &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; to sae dat we &lt;strong&gt;have not&lt;/strong&gt; even met. cos de &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt; is, we &lt;strong&gt;haf &lt;/strong&gt;met&lt;strong&gt; once&lt;/strong&gt; before. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de smyle smyle situation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehex. budden dat was de &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once, ferst &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;for now. =x cos we are styll both wayting for &lt;strong&gt;November.&lt;/strong&gt; ((= yew noe i noe wart. hehex. kkays. since yew're &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;, yew &lt;strong&gt;enjoy&lt;/strong&gt; yewrself and oso take &lt;strong&gt;gud kaire&lt;/strong&gt; of yewrself aites. &lt;strong&gt;nakmo&lt;/strong&gt; nottie nottie horhh!! hehex. i'll be &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; yew. &lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;smuackz smuackz&lt;/strong&gt;!! &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/9901853-113006106843349470?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/113006106843349470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=113006106843349470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113006106843349470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/113006106843349470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/slieping-beauty.html' title='slieping beauty!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901853.post-112999747095850557</id><published>2005-10-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:11:10.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will be ryte here wayting for yew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;now here i am wayting for &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[[ezad]]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to come onlyne AGAIN. well. actuallie he was onlyne synce just now. budden his status was away cos he was watching a malay movie entitled 'puteri gunung ledang' while wayting for mie to finish cleaning my room. and wen i came back onlyne, he went offlyne. hmm.  i guess he wanted to watch PUTERI GUNUNG LEDANG with somepeace. *tengok nur farlyanna boley dier tanak. hehex*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well. nutink much reallie happened todae. and im actuallie not in de mood to blog. sorrie peeps. so, tyll nx tyme. taking caring peoples!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112999747095850557?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112999747095850557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112999747095850557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112999747095850557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112999747095850557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-will-be-ryte-here-wayting-for-yew.html' title='i will be ryte here wayting for yew.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112980483501990239</id><published>2005-10-20T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:17:54.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>showtie owtie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heres some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;showtie owtie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to some people i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SIR Tengku Mohaizad&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;woah! SIR kape? dah SIR teros action arh nie? screw cadets jek keje dier! yew so de bad!! hmmph!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;((= kkays. tanak kacau yew lagik arh dear. nanti yew maken stress. stress stress no gud for kiute guy lyk yew. hehex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just wanna sae dat i ngah miss yew many many larh!! and i'm patiently wayting for NOVEMBER!!! * yew noe i noe wart* ((=&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&gt; Syz Sarina &amp;amp; Bro Khazin:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;congrats on yewr newborn baby boy!! im so glad dat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mohamad Khalish Bin Mohamad Khazin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been safely delivered on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;191oo5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; @ &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o4o6HRS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. well. rest alot taw syz! and i'll be around if yew nid anytynk. ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[sayang shey carn use de name syazril khalish. de name sedap taw! rase strawberrie. hehex. takpe takpe. i'll take de name for layter kayss. help yew use it. ((=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres de pix of baby Mohamad Khalish. . . aint he kiute!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/adekkhalish.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112980483501990239?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112980483501990239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112980483501990239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112980483501990239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112980483501990239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/showtie-owtie.html' title='showtie owtie'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112964083607378605</id><published>2005-10-18T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:57:26.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOWT OUT TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[[EZad]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;just wanna showt out to yew dat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i MISS yew many many. hugs and smuackz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;den. . . my prepaid dah &lt;strong&gt;low&lt;/strong&gt;. *sobx* so, &lt;strong&gt;if yew nid anitink&lt;/strong&gt;, ringan2kan jari-jemari yew tu to &lt;strong&gt;ring up my humie&lt;/strong&gt; aites. i'll answer de fone for sure. no worries. hehex. or yew &lt;strong&gt;can drop mie a text on my cellfone&lt;/strong&gt; too. den &lt;strong&gt;i'll find a wae owt to reply to yewr texts&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1 more news dear! my kakak sedare dah admitted taw. her waterbag dah burst. and dat means she wud be giving birth either tonyte or tomoro. expecting a baby boi. carn wayte to see her baby!! mesti kiute cam yew. ((=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112964083607378605?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112964083607378605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112964083607378605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112964083607378605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112964083607378605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/dammit.html' title='dammit!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112955869145205670</id><published>2005-10-17T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:18:11.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairy.of.love</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RA/RAI/rainyXdaze/1129499751_valentinex.jpg" border="0" alt="The love fairy" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are the fairy of love! you love everything. you are kind of like a cupid ; you can create love. everyone loves you and you could never hate. you are one of the happiest fairy's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; you can also never get your heart broken because no one would ever be able to do anything to break your heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;well. it seems lyk dis quiz is NORT reallie true. cos de parts in &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are all not true. i get my heart broken VERIE easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112955869145205670?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112955869145205670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112955869145205670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112955869145205670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112955869145205670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/fairyoflove.html' title='fairy.of.love'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112943096373241656</id><published>2005-10-16T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:45:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s l o w l y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow!! tyme is passing so &lt;strong&gt;slowly&lt;/strong&gt; wen hes buzie werking his ass off. dat leaves mie alone wayting for his texts to reach mie. but styll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its okay. i understand why hes doing all dis stuffs. its all for his&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='Search for: my wife'; self.lm_skeyphrase='my%20wife'; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); if(window.event) self.lm_sevent=window.event.srcElement; self.lm_timeout = setTimeout('lm_doMouseOver(1)', 1500); self.lm_isOverLink=true; self.lm_isOverTip=false; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onclick="window.status='Searching for: my wife...'; self.lm_skeyphrase='my%20wife'; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); self.lm_isOverTip = false; lm_closeiframe(); window.open('http://www.srch-results.com/lm/dir_rxt.asp?si=19902&amp;k=my%20wife&amp;amp;ref='+window.location,'_blank','toolbar=yes,location=yes,directories=yes,status=yes,menubar=yes,scrollbars=yes,copyhistory=yes,resizable=yes'); return false; " onmouseout="window.status='Search for: my wife'; self.lm_isOverTip = false; if(self.lm_timeout) clearTimeout(self.lm_timeout); setTimeout('lm_closeiframe()', 1500);" href="http://learning2walkagain.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_learning2walkagain_archive.html#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; and family. he wants to gif de best for his wife ; shower her wit everlasting love of a faithful husband &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[it cud be mie. hehex.]&lt;/span&gt; and oso wanting to gif his children a good life. he simply doesnt want dem to go thru de shit he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nvm baby. i understand. doncha werrie. im not&lt;strong&gt; soo demanding&lt;/strong&gt; lyk HER. i noe my limitations wit yew. i too &lt;strong&gt;TRUST&lt;/strong&gt; yew. &lt;strong&gt;so, lets TRUST each other and make dis journey of ours a meaningful and hopefully an everlasting one aites. insya'allah.&lt;/strong&gt; ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;before i forget. . . did i hear correctly? well. &lt;strong&gt;i heard dat someone is looking forward to asking mie owt.&lt;/strong&gt; hmm. i carn wayte to spend de dae wit hym. i'll be wayting for de month &lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;. *angelic smyle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY HONEY BABY EZAD JUZ BRING HAPPINESS TO MY LYFE!! [[thru yewr eyes, i saw de beauty of love and lyfe.]]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112943096373241656?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112943096373241656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112943096373241656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112943096373241656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112943096373241656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/s-l-o-w-l-y.html' title='s l o w l y'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112938361786963067</id><published>2005-10-15T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T12:48:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh my gawd!! im so damn shagged at dis verie moment but i'll try my verie best to update aites. tho i noe it will not be long cos im real shagged!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kkays. sleptover at &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;syz sarina's&lt;/span&gt; place ytd. reached dere at around 8 plus. cab down from jurong east. slacked at her place by smsin &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;honey baby&lt;/span&gt;. slept on de sofa bed onie at ard 2 a.m after finished msging &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;woke up at ard 8:3oa.m. checked my handfone for msges and dere was one from &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;honey baby&lt;/span&gt;. replied to dat msg den slept in de room. hehex. slept tyll about 2 pm. dat was wen &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;honey baby&lt;/span&gt; msged again saying he just finished werk. den thot of asking hym to come down but he didnt want. not becos he tak sudi. but it was becos of a more special reason. dats meant for US to noe and yeww peeps to figure owt. hehex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had pizza hut's food for breaking fast. i eat damn alot tyll i had trouble walking. hahax. dont worrie baby. im okay. hehex. cab back home from syz sarina's place wit syz athira. den de uncle whu was de driver took de long route and was so noisey. yak and yak and yak. stoopid he. wanted to pretend to be sleeping so dat he can stop yakking but was afraid he myte take mie to a different place. hehex. de uncle wanted to sent mie to my doorstep den syz athira sae &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"nevermind uncle. layter her boifren pick her up from under de voideck."&lt;/span&gt; den de uncle was mumbling to hymself. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;[step boifren take jek. padahal kiter kat maner, si dier kat maner.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; reached home den chatted wit baby in msn awhile. told hym abt de incident oso. den he sent mie de pix he took wen he buker owt wit his crazee fellow frens. den i realised dat we are wearing de &lt;strong&gt;same so-called beaded wristband&lt;/strong&gt;. wart a coincidence. den he saed&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; "oh reali? sejiwe mahh." yoikx. mcm kenal jek b werd sejiwe tu. hehex. sehati sejiwe larh baby.&lt;/span&gt; ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;___SHOWT OUTS___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;to HONEY BABY: i MISS yew!!! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112938361786963067?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112938361786963067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112938361786963067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112938361786963067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112938361786963067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired.html' title='TIRED'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112911983843147915</id><published>2005-10-12T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:23:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing my sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay!! im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wit nobody to chat wit. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;not even baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. cos he gotta do closing for todae. damn! owt of so many daes. and hes ending werk onlie at 11pm. so de layte! den need to gif hym anoder  hour to reach home. omg!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haf a safe journey home aites honey baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well. i noe yew peeps must be cursing mie ryte now for not blogging in a proper entry dis few daes. and yew peeps hafta read de same old entry. hahax. juz dat i waszen in de mood larh. sorrie horhh. now i'll update larh kayss. i noe i noe yew guys and ghurls missed mie. yew dont hafta tell mie. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm. nutink special happened todae actuallie. SLACKED  de whole of todae browsing for new blogskins. &lt;strong&gt;found one Chemical Romance's Helena skin and intended to change it for baby&lt;/strong&gt; but he saed &lt;strong&gt;he didnt reallie like it&lt;/strong&gt;. so, left de old skin for hym and added just a &lt;strong&gt;PROPER&lt;/strong&gt; tagboard. i repeat! &lt;strong&gt;PROPER&lt;/strong&gt;!! hahax.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so Jazmine &amp; Cindy, lets FLOOD his tagboard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ate two pieces of plain prata for breaking fast just now. den read de newpaper awhile ad went humie to accompany syz Athira whus alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; now here i am blogging in todaes entry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and im missing hym many many!! damn!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112911983843147915?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112911983843147915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112911983843147915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112911983843147915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112911983843147915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/missing-my-sunshine.html' title='missing my sunshine'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112903917121212740</id><published>2005-10-11T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:39:11.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hym + her</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;benar. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kau adalah insan istimewa dalam hidupku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;setiap waktu. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;akan terbayang betapa serinya wajahmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;walaupun kau sering hadir dalam mimpiku. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku harus mengaku bahawa cinta belum mengisi kamar hatiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;biar apa jua kan terjadi. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ingatlah bahawa kau tetap insan teristimewa dalam hidupku ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;copyright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ezad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn! hes just so swiet! actuallie peeps. de above puisi is an &lt;strong&gt;effort of mie and hym&lt;/strong&gt;. he was reading my puisi den he came up wit anoder piece and i edited to &lt;strong&gt;BETTA&lt;/strong&gt; malay and finally dis was up. ((= COPYRIGHTED aites ppl!! be ORIGINAL!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he saed to mie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"U are the angel tat makes me smile.. My troubles all free.. U remind me of the tyme wen i knew whu i was.. Life is worth living. U are my angel. These are not just sweet words! Its true. Whether it will last.. Tat god knows and U just make me look forward to things in life.... Especiaalli Love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;aww. hes just great!! fantastic!! and not to forget, superb!! hehex.  well. sorrie ghurls. hes MYNE. i got hym ferst. dont even DREAM of having hym cos i'll never lose grip of hym. i repeat! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bleahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112903917121212740?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112903917121212740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112903917121212740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stability: 30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Orderliness: 43%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Extraversion: 56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;___WHAT THE PERCENTAGE MEANS___&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stability results were low which suggests you are very worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Orderliness results were moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Extraversion results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;___TRAIT SNAPSHOTS___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;paranoid tendencies, irritable, anxious, fidgety, dependent, worrying, emotionally sensitive, prone to regret, depressed, second guesses self, somewhat fragile, dislikes change, prefers organized to unpredictable, suspicious, phobic, craves attention, not a risk taker, low self control, very sensitive to criticism, unadventurous, does not make friends easily, defensive, obsessive, low self esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;___MY SAYS ABOUT THE TEST___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh my gawd! most of it is true. or shud i sae all of it are damn true. especially de [trait snapshot] part. verie true. so baby. yew shud noe how im feeling ryte now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112875583488170758?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112875583488170758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112875583488170758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112875583488170758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112875583488170758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/mie.html' title='mie'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112864621670408378</id><published>2005-10-07T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:44:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven.thingy</title><content type='html'>aiyoyo!! now im being tagged by syz nirah to do dis thingy. wart goes around comes around ehk syz?? qwang3. kkays. now, my job is to ryte SEVEN stuffs about a certain topic. and dis is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LYK DE MOST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[one] famelee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[two] hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[three] handfone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[four] mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[five] computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[six] my lyfe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[seven] besties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN MOST IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY ROOM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] our jigsaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] my pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] my radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] study table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] my closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN FACTS ABOUT FARLYANNA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] frenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] his &lt;strong&gt;one and onlie&lt;/strong&gt; baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] carn live w/o hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] de devilic angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN THINGS I WANNA DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] perform de 5 pillars of Islam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] travel around de werld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] world peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] find happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] haf a stable job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] haf a famelee of my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] be sucessful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN DO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] slack&lt;br /&gt;[two] sleep&lt;br /&gt;[three] eat&lt;br /&gt;[four] be independent&lt;br /&gt;[five] yak on de fone for long hours&lt;br /&gt;[six] sms non-stop&lt;br /&gt;[seven] be MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CARN DO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] ride a bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] drive a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] carn do w/o HYM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] carn do w/o famelee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] carn do w/o my besties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] carn sleep after drinking coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] carn be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN WERDS OFTEN SAED BY ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[one] "huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[two] "yew serious?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[three] "layter arh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[four] "miss ya honey baby" &lt;--- to hym ONLIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[five] "bored shey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[six] "again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[seven] "mepek sak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEVEN CELEB CRUSHES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] taufik batisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] syed azmir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] fauzie laily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] hadi putra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] hatta ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] ben affleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] ashton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEVEN PEEPS I WUD LOVE SEEING DOING DIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[one] ghurl yana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[two] ghurl nawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[three] ghurl nadera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[four] ghurl izzan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[five] bro mamanz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[six] ghurl fadilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[seven] bro afiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112864621670408378?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112864621670408378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112864621670408378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112864621670408378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112864621670408378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/seventhingy.html' title='seven.thingy'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112842923567801839</id><published>2005-10-04T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:11:31.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry side of mie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aiyoh!! it seems like im into poetry tyll i never update my daily stuffs. hehex. sorie horhh. lyk i've saed, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can be a self centred person at tymes&lt;/span&gt;. *angelic smyle* kkays. i'll begin serious business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fuyooh!~ todae was damn gweat! slacked during de FERST lesson by chatting in msn lyk nobody's business. hahax. *slacked and jobsheet was NOT done. keep it up larh yanaa.* hehex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sorie baby! i carn help it. i noe yew got mie to STARDY but instead i slacked. at least both starts wit de letter 's'. styll acceptable ryte? ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;was given an EARLY release so headed for northpoint to haf lunch. i bought mixed candies and brought it back to skewl. and was LAYTE for de afternoon lesson. qwang3. listened to de lectue tyll about 2.4o den was released. EARLY again. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;took 811 wit afy to de interchange wen my handfone rang. it was a number i din noe so i thot of not answering but my heart saed it cud be important ; so i answered it. it was good dat i answered cos it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my honey baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; calling. hehex. he called to sae dat he was slacking wit his frens as he just finished werk and waszen in de mood to go home. he den asked where was i. i told hym i was otw back home. and he saed " yew. layter malam we continue talking kayss. i going for terawey layter at nyte so after dat i'll ring yew up. make sure yew angkat fone taw." hahax. my famelee tak mamam org!! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;den he popped up de question about de calls! damn!~ i was speechless and guilt was filling my mind. *sobx* but takpe. we'll yak tonite aites. and asl yew takot sangat nak call umah i? my mama and ayah tak mkn org larh syg. lagi2 if de person is someone important and means EVERYTYNK to their daughter's life. chey!~ ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i so semangat-ly watched de show 'full circle' just to look at hatta!! de guy whu resembles ezad. hehex. so kiyoot!! *melting*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;oraitey. i wanna do a few showt outs to some peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[FERSTLY] to ezad: i miss yew honey baby! hehex. niwae, camat arie rayer!! ehk slh. its camat berpuaser. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[SECONDLY] to syz nirah: camat berpuaser to awakk too! yelah!~ kiter tawu romeo awak suwit. but tak sesuwit kiter nyerr kan. hehex. all de best for yewr eoy exams!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[THIRDLY] to bro mun: all de best bro for yewr N. make sure yew giffit yewr best shot and make it thru to secondary 5 aites. ALL DE BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[LASTLY] to ALL MUSLIM PEEPS: camat berpuaser!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112842923567801839?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112842923567801839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112842923567801839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112842923567801839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112842923567801839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/poetry-side-of-mie.html' title='poetry side of mie'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112839505550542193</id><published>2005-10-04T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:01:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How It All Started,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Can Remember Like It was Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We Started Out Total Strangers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Getting To Know Each Other More Everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My Problems Were Told To Yew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yew Listened And Help Mie Through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #003333" href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=Love&amp;v=56"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; For Us Could Never Be Found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Knew Yew Would Always Be Around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Unnoticed Glimpses Were Secretly Given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Heartbeats Skipped And Stomach Turned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'd Never Thought This Is Ever Gonna Come True,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But Boy, I Think I'm Falling For Yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and honey baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Forgive My Eyes For Admiring Yew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yew Stole My Heart The Moment I Saw Yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Call Mie Crazee ; Call Mie Insane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Each Tyme My Heart Beat It Mentions Yewr Name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last but not least. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hugs and smuackz to yew, MY honey baby ; prynce charming ; de apple of my eyes ; my heartbeat ; de reason im living ; de one whu made mie who i am todae!! ohwee!!~ i just love yew to every bits and pieces. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112839505550542193?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112839505550542193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112839505550542193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112839505550542193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112839505550542193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/hehex.html' title='hehex.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112833962294485889</id><published>2005-10-03T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:50:56.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chain letter?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh gosh! i've been tagged by syz nadera wit a chain letter. how cud yew!!! hahax. but styll. its okay. at least i haf something to do while wayting for hym to wake up from his beauty sliep. ((= well. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de chain letter requires mie to ryte THREE things about mie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and dis is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[one] im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;deeply in lurvee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wit MY prynce charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[two] i can be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;self centred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person at tymes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[three] imma&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;strong sophisticated independent laydee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oraitey! im done wit it. and to keep it going, im gonna pass it to three other peeps. and de lucky ones are. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1. Syz Nirah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2. Syz Eqa &amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Syz Nadirah.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it seems like my ever loveable syztahs are de lucky ones. hehex. no offence darlaz!! so, do keep de chain going aites. enjoy!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[and baby. doncha dare tynk yew dint cross my mynd wen i was tynking of whu shud be de lucky ones. well. yew're not one of de lucky ones cos i noe dat yewr laptop is down so yew wont be doing it any soon. so, nx tyme perhaps aites.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112833962294485889?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112833962294485889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112833962294485889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112833962294485889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112833962294485889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/chain-letter.html' title='chain letter?!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112829393121978565</id><published>2005-10-03T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:40:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a p o l o g y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dis is a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; apology from &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nur farlyanna&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tengku mohaizad&lt;/span&gt; for making hym &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wayte for her to call.&lt;/span&gt; which in de end was a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;waste of tyme&lt;/span&gt; cos &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nur farlyannna&lt;/span&gt; had fallen asleep even before she was able to fulfill her promise of calling hym.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*feeling guilty*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;im sorrie &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;honey baby&lt;/span&gt;. i din meant to make yew wayte. i'll make it up to yew aites. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so so sorie.&lt;/span&gt; de apology comes from de bottom of my heart. as for now, i just gotta pray hard dat my apology will be accepted. ((= hugz! smuackss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112829393121978565?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112829393121978565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112829393121978565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112829393121978565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112829393121978565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/p-o-l-o-g-y.html' title='a p o l o g y'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112822220692071999</id><published>2005-10-02T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:40:41.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shits happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haix. it seems lyk all i've been doing for de past few daes is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dae-dream of yew and wonder bowt us.&lt;/span&gt; hmm. i wonder! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do i ever cross yewr mind wen yew oways crosses myne?&lt;/span&gt; i guess yew never tynk of mie. even wen i've tried so hard to keep myself buzie sho dat i can try not to tynk of yew so much. and did so much but still, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;de face on yewr smyle oways crosses my mind and sumtymes even bring tears to my eyes!&lt;/span&gt; i styll wonder if it was my fault dat tyll tdae yew're keeping quiet. keeping to yewrself! gosh! it seems lyk &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is reallie unfair&lt;/span&gt;. it pains mie lyk hell. i juz wanna be appreciated. i'm always treated like a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; rebound&lt;/span&gt; to guys. always taken as a rebound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wen dey nid mie, dey'd be wit their "i lurfeeu"'s. and wen wen i don't meet to their expectations, i get dumped, treated like a doll. i'm human too. i too haf feelings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i noe it was MY fault. but why didja let jealousy ruin our frenship? i hate to do dis here. cos its in public. but anything for love. well. de truth is, i haf a confession to make. and dat is to tell yew dat im crazily in lurfee wit yew! i just carn get yew out of my mind! my feelings for yew has yet to change. my heart is styll beating for yew. and i swear its onlie yew. yew can tear open my heart to dig owt de truth. well, yew do noe how much pain &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;f a r h a n&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; r a m d a n&lt;/span&gt; has brought to my lyfe! i noe lurfee can never be forced but i seriously nid yew in my lyfe to guide mie thru! i've had enuff sufferings. why are yew doing dis to me? i carn seem to let yew go! yew're just a part of mie which i find hard to let go! please gimme a call to let mie noe dat yew feel de same. please don't leave mie hanging in de air. i reallie nid yew in my lyfe. i noe yew noe it too. please. i'm on my knees honey baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112822220692071999?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112822220692071999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112822220692071999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112822220692071999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112822220692071999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/10/shits-happen.html' title='shits happen'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112804734404865613</id><published>2005-09-30T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T10:29:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disney character</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8e97968)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/lovedanature202/1127678598_turesbelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are Belle a girl who would do anything for her&lt;br /&gt;family and doesn't care about a mans outer&lt;br /&gt;beauty but his inner while you ourself are&lt;br /&gt;beautiful kind and wanted by all men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lovedanature202/quizzes/Which%20Disney%20Princess%20are%20You?(pics)/"&gt;Which Disney Princess are You?(pics)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112804734404865613?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112804734404865613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112804734404865613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112804734404865613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112804734404865613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/disney-character.html' title='disney character'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112804053719624999</id><published>2005-09-30T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T09:21:43.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haix.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;. . . must we always be arguing each and every nyte? and it all ends up wit mie having tears rolling down my cheek. hmm. dont tynk dat i went off just now cos i was trying to run awae from problems. it was just dat i carn accept wart yew saed yesterdae. i tak salahkan yew for getting jealous. cos i pon understand dat &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'cemburu tande sayang'&lt;/span&gt;. tapi, de compliment i gaf khai was onlie saed ONCE taw. i tak besar2kan de topic. i din repeatedly puji hym. and i even apologised to yew wen yew told mie dat yew were feeling jealous. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;de question dat is in my mind at dis verie moment in tyme is "why now?" padahal we talked about khai two daes ago and all of a sudden, yew're bringing it up again. why baby? why? and oso, tetibe yew start saying about third party sumer. just wart is wrong? haix. i noe dat OUR confidence are beginning to drop slowly as daes passes by us. but i haf faith in yew and trust dat yew are will be dere at de finishing lyne and yew're not going to hurt mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; im nort gonna rush things. slow and steady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;baby boi&lt;/span&gt;. . . yew gotta trust mie. im not here to hurt yew again. i noe wart yew went thru and i wanna be de one whu heals de heart of yewrs. i wanna be dere for yew to help yew trust in de werd 'love' all over again. im done wit my speech for todae. and baby. . . i promise yew dat no matter wart happen, my heart will styll be beating for yew. before and tyll forever. and nutynk is ever gonna affect and be able to change de fact. (= hugz &amp;amp; smuacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112804053719624999?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112804053719624999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112804053719624999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112804053719624999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112804053719624999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/haix_30.html' title='haix.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112822136293375274</id><published>2005-09-29T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:41:06.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;out of my window i can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;snowflakes falling from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;de silence of falling snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;makes mie tynk of sumone i lurvee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sumone whu is so dear to mie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but our lurvee is silent too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wud lyk to tell de whole werld,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;how much yew mean to mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yew opened da door to my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den tossed awae de key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now uew're always in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and forever yew will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my lurvee for yew keeps growing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how i wish i cud be wif yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but, i guess dese precious memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fer mie will haf to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yew are on my mind every dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my nytes are filled wif sorrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i'll juz keep hoping and praying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dat dere will be a brighter tomoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* copyright` [ nur farlyanna ]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112822136293375274?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112822136293375274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112822136293375274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112822136293375274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112822136293375274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem.html' title='poem.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112787367076856267</id><published>2005-09-28T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T18:41:36.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l o v e</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;how simpler can my ly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fe ever get now dat i haf yew here wit mie ;&lt;br /&gt;how i cherish each and every breath of myne,&lt;br /&gt;how i crave de light &amp; laughter yew haf given to mie.&lt;br /&gt;i haf fallen in lurfeee without taking a step ;&lt;br /&gt;fallen into de sweetest of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;till im wishing dat no one will wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;de simplest gesture wraps itself around my heart,&lt;br /&gt;where i will hold it forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;each time we say "goodbye",&lt;br /&gt;a part of mie weeps.&lt;br /&gt;though i noe it is nort forever,&lt;br /&gt;to my aching soul it is an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;i see my happiness shine in yewr eyes ;&lt;br /&gt;and my heart seems to be skiping another beat each tyme we held each other close,&lt;br /&gt;it feels like im in heaven noeing how sweet life is to be yewrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;never cud i imagine my lyfe without yew ;&lt;br /&gt;dey noe nutink of de loneliness before yew,&lt;br /&gt;nutink of de empty tears i cried day after day.&lt;br /&gt;"how did yew do it?" ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i asked myself,&lt;br /&gt;"how did yew banish de fear and de darkness dat was in mie?".&lt;br /&gt;yew haf made mie see dat nutink is bad ;&lt;br /&gt;dat i am strong and worthy of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;yew haf saved mie from myself.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i wake up and smyle to myself ;&lt;br /&gt;knowing yew are wayting for mie,&lt;br /&gt;knowing yew carn wait to see mie.&lt;br /&gt;how wud i go on wit lyfe if yew were not dere to hold mie up ;&lt;br /&gt;to bless mie wit yewr love and light?&lt;br /&gt;no werd cud simply explain how glad i am to find yew.&lt;br /&gt;my lyfe is now complete ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it has a home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;in yewr heart is where it will always stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112787367076856267?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112787367076856267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112787367076856267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112787367076856267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112787367076856267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/l-o-v-e.html' title='l o v e'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112778787687158743</id><published>2005-09-27T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:44:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[[ezad]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby. . . i've never expected much from yew. it doesnt reallie matter how close yew are to whoever. as long as yew're happie wit who yew wanna be wit or wart yew wanna do ; im happie too. to be frank, it makes mie happie seeing yew being happie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;de truth is. . . yeah! yew're de one and onlie guy whu makes my heart beat faster and slower at de same tyme. yew donch hafta worrie about mie running awae from yew. yew're de onlie one i haf as my fren who understands all my needs since before &amp; till forever. [other den my mama] and nutink will ever affect or change dat fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well. if yew dont treat mie as wat i treat yew as, i dont mind. i wont let my ego get into mie. i hafta admit dat i do need ya. cos yew're dat someone whom i wanna share everyting from head to toe about mie with!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;de point is. . . dont tynk too much. . . and learn how to appreciate warteva yew've received. . . im trying my verie best to please yew. . . to be de ideal fren. but it seems dat my "roller coaster rides of emotion, jealousy &amp;amp; ego" has made yew frustrated. i donch noe how yew want mie to be or wart yew want mie to do. tell mie please. . . i want to resolve it. i kaire. cos i wanna build de frenship of ours till eternity. . cherishing it &amp; appreciating it every moment now &amp;amp; forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well baby. . . i noe im no one to stop yew from remembering yewr past. but de feeling of insecurity is making mie feel lyk im being used as a rebound for yew to forget wiwi. i noe yew never wud treat mie as a rebound but im just scared! i noe i gotta trust yew. its not dat i dont trust yew taw. i do trust yew. but i guess my feelings are playing wit my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well. sorrie kays baby if yew felt offended wit mie rytting dis. but i was just pouring owt wart i haf been keeping in dis porcelain heart of myne. but remember dat no matter wat happen, yew will aways haf a special place in my heart. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112778787687158743?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112778787687158743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112778787687158743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112778787687158743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112778787687158743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/ezad.html' title='[[ezad]]'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112769328234165681</id><published>2005-09-26T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T08:10:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>career in de future. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Career Type: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;friendly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your talents lie in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nursing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;giving information&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;solving social problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You would make an&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;excellent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: -&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Counselor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dental Hygienist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Librarian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Parole Officer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Personal Trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Physical Therapist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Social Worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;career options for your are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; careers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;like - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;truck driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;farmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112769328234165681?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112769328234165681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112769328234165681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112769328234165681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112769328234165681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/career-in-de-future.html' title='career in de future. . .'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112765592925921889</id><published>2005-09-25T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:39:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>key to my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did a quiz entitled &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'the key to your heart.'&lt;/span&gt; and dis was how i did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well baby! yew shud be proud of mie taw. look at how positive de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;answers are. hehex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you are stylish and alluring. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and in constant need of reassurance. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;looks to the future... one you can grow with. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;morality. You would never break a commitment. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You're feeling self centered too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;heres de link to de page if any of yew peeps are interested in&lt;br /&gt;trying owt de quiz! *i noe baby wud* hehex.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112765592925921889?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112765592925921889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112765592925921889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112765592925921889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112765592925921889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/key-to-my-heart_25.html' title='key to my heart'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112764775509973781</id><published>2005-09-25T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:21:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s u n s h i n e !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sunshine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i can call yew my baby boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yew can call mie yewr baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;maybe we can spend some time ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i can be yewr sunshine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coz itz yew and mie ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and all of de people with nothing to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nothing to prove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and itz yew and mie ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and all of de people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and I donoe why, i carn keep my eyes off of yew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bila ku sedari diri disayangi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;langkah kaki ini semakin berani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bila terkeliru ku ucap namamu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;terasa diriku kembali dipandu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tak tertahan menanggung rindu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;disaat kau berjauhan dariku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bayangmu selalu datang menjelma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;membuat teguhnya cintaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i do cherish yew ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for the rest of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yew don't hafta think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i will love yew still ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;from de depths of my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's beyond my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've waited so long to say this to you ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if yew're asking do i love yew dis much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I DO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;above are lines of de few songs which has been playing thru my mind de whole of todae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tyme is passing so slowly &amp; missing hym is killing mie!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aarrgghh!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wanna break down and cry again. but it seems lyk my tears are all dried up. its simply becos i haf been crying just to put myself to sleep for de past 2 daes! haix.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*yew dont hafta feel sorrie baby. i guess its just mie whus being too sensitive dis few daes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*praying hard*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;im praying hard dat yew'll haf a safe jouney back aites. hope to hear yewr voice soon! and i miss yewr hugss &amp;amp; smuakczz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112764775509973781?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112764775509973781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112764775509973781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112764775509973781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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from skewl just now. chat from de beginning of lesson tyll de end. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;finally! it was tyme to go home. i trained home wit afy. thot of meeting &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt; to haf lunch wit her but unfortunately she has been booked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but styll. takpe syz. we go next week aites. bkn 2 by 2 taw. tapi, up siket arh! 4 by 4 kayss. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was in de train heading towards clementi wen suddenly my handfone vibrated. thot it was my mama asking to meet her somewhere or wat. quickly took out my fone from my pocket and soon realised dat it was my sweetheart calling. he called to sae dat he was leaving for yishun oreadi. and ubin, here he comes AGAIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haix. how i wish i cud haf hym right here wit mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;was lying on de bed upon reaching home wen i fell asleep. hehex. tak sempat mandi dah tido. qwang3. was sleeping wen my fone vibrated AGAIN. and sweetheart called AGAIN. got hym to call my cribxy. he made dat verie last call specially just to hear my voice before entering de jungle which definitely has no reception. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aww. how swiet can dat be. effort appreciated sweetheart! muacks!! and darling dearie! just wanna tell yew dat yew're gonna be missed by yewr baby here! its confermed dat im gonna miss so so badly dat i dont tynk any werds can ever describe de feeling in mie. [tak tertahan menaggung rindu di saat kau berjauhan dariku.] well. just promise mie dat yew'll take EXTRA kaire of yewrself wen yew're dere kays. and i promise yew dat NO shits will be done behind yewr back wen yew're awae . i will NEVER stop tynking of yew and no matter how far apart we may be physically, in spirit we are always together!! *im YEWRS and yew're MYNE* hugzz!! smuackss!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112748848646759875?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112748848646759875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112748848646759875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112748848646759875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112748848646759875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112733115255355130</id><published>2005-09-22T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T03:35:08.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love yew baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;do yew remember de promise i made to yew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when de flowers were covered wit murnyng dews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i promised to lurfee yew forever and a dae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and never shall i leave yew alone and walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;do you noe dat my porcelain heart has been broken more den once before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and it decided to shut its werld owt by shutting its doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but yew made mie trust in lurfee again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so, i decided to be brave to endure de pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;im glad dat i took de leap of faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;for i see rainbows across de sky everydae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lyk de enchanting scenery of de werld after a bout of rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;now hope is carried in every rice grain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i now shall renew my vow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i tell yew now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dat i lurfee yew wit everything i haf and all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;regardless of yewr imperfections and flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112733115255355130?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112733115255355130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112733115255355130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112733115255355130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112733115255355130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-yew-baby.html' title='i love yew baby!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112712754864397754</id><published>2005-09-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:46:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b67/hym23her22/dear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im all about loving yew!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yew're my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HONEYBUNCH, SUGARPLUM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PUMPY-UMPY-UMPKIN,&lt;/span&gt; yew're my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SWEETIE PIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yew're my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CUPPYCAKE, GUMDROP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SNOOGUMS-BOOGUMS,&lt;/span&gt; yew're de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;APPLE OF MY EYES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LURFEE&lt;/span&gt; yew so and i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; yew to noe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dat i'll &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALWAYS &lt;/span&gt;be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LURFEE&lt;/span&gt; to sing &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt; songs to yew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YEW&lt;/span&gt; are so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DEAR&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;muackzz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*speechless*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh my gawd! he was so gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; even in his werking uniform. i guess 'speechless' was de werd to describe my feeling just now wen our eyes met. de sparkle in his eyes reallie makes my heart skip a beat. and de smyle he threw to mie! wow! it simply melts my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hehex. if yew peeps wanna noe whu is de he i haf been complimenting on, he is &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MY sayang!! &lt;/span&gt;ohwee!! im feeling so happie!! i guess i will be having an early nyte tonyte. so can dream of hym. hehex. sorie peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;niwae, ayang step innocent jek wit yewr spects on. hehex. but yew look great wit those spects on. i lyk!! and, yewr mama is so hot! *tengok arh mama sape. kan yang* ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im so touched by my sayang! early in de murnyng dah make my dae! i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; yew loads!! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"im hapi 2 sae my heart wudnt beat 4 her anymore coz i got sumone else and it is u."&lt;/span&gt; dat were his exact werds saed to mie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well sayang, i can tell dat yew reallie haf gotten over her but promise mie dat de beat of yewr heart will be for mie and onlie mie!! hugs! &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112712754864397754?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112712754864397754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112712754864397754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112712754864397754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112712754864397754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/honey.html' title='honey!!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112708982502748359</id><published>2005-09-19T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:30:25.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B I A T C H !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why carn yew just mind yewr own freaking business?? and why de hell are yew toking behind other peoples back?? iszit just becos she is now wit yewr ex. hahaha!! it seems like yew just carn accept de fact dat yew've been dumped! WART RUBBISH!! nak bobal, bobal depan2 arh! aper mo blakang2 sak? takot?? haiz!! i wonder why dis type of girls styll exist in dis tiny werld of Singapore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and for yewr information, yew're NOBODY to judge hym. he's just HYM. even if yew're not satisfied wit hym becos of wart he did to yew, yew styll gotta accept de fact and just move on larh! NO point dwelling on de past!! but maybe yew kinda deserves dat. NOBODY asked yew to fall for hym. and yew were de one who was so stoopid to just over-express yewr lurfee for hym. and i mean, really OVER-expressed. i just dont understand these people anymore. kinda retarded i guess. *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;before saying about other people, maybe yew shud reflect on yewrself ferst larh ghurl. why must yew just jump to conclusion and accused people anyhow? i reallie despise such people. dont ever assume and accuse anyone about anything dat YEW JUST HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT! by all means, if yew wanna hate mie. HATE MIE LARH!. i dont give a damn! at least i noe wat im doing!! i reallie tynk dat these people do really need reality checks for demselfs. but wayte! maybe dey're just immature. or dey haf never experienced such things before. seriously, i've got to sae to dis to yew, "WATDEVA!!" yew tynk dat yew noe alot. wen de truth is yew noe NUTINK!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well. lyfe's just too complicated. just waddehell is happening to dis werld??!! oh yeah. she carn be de biatch. just look at her! so immature!! ooppss. i guess she just hafta realize sumthings in the world are meant to be accepted. especially if it involes fate not wanting a coulpe to be togeder! she talks and walk as if she's de better one. but guess wart! yew're de loser here. carn even accept FACTS! get the point dere? and im not trying to be a big arse but i just want yew to realize dat yew aren't any better than any others who gossips too.GOSH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to be frank, im not reallie anyone bad at all. but if yew feel dat yew're de one im talking about in today's post then im glad dat yew read this post and felt guilty! im not trying to create any arguement between anyone. it's just some reality check for yew. URGH. dis is MY blog so i ryte WATDEVA i feel lyke rytting and if yew dont lyk it, haf de honour to LEAVE!! gosh! i won't elaborate anymore. i might as well end it here. take kaire peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112708982502748359?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112708982502748359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112708982502748359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112708982502748359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112708982502748359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/b-i-t-c-h.html' title='B I A T C H !'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112702405481006875</id><published>2005-09-18T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:32:57.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing hym</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im missing hym! *sobx* im missing baby so so badly! and deres is styll a bad piece of news for mie. and dat is he will be going away for a 3 daes 2 nytes camp at ubin wit 2 of his besties dis cuming Fridae. damn! kalau boley memang tanak let hym go shey!! but i noe he needs tyme awae wit his frens to enjoy. but baby! please take extra kaire of yewrself kays. i dowan yew to come back injured or anytink lyk dat. and remember, i will always be tynking of yew! hugz and smuacks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;todae was okay. went for madrasah in de murnyng. had exams. exam starts at 8 but i came at 9. hehex. *yanaa is forever layte* i was lucky cos my name haszen been called yet. my turn came onlie at 1o. had to wayte 1 hour. damn! took de exam and class was dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;reached home, watched Anugerah and had breakfast. slacked and changed blogskin AGAIN. hehex. was changing de blogskin wen suddenlie on my handfone was shown ' New Messages ; h y m ; read now?' i was so shocked to read dat he just woke up. and de tyme was 2 in de aftrnoon. gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;went to Clementi Bata wit Syz Athira to get herself a new skewl shoe. head for Sweet Talk after going to Bata. Syz bought ice blended honeydew while i had ice blnded blue coral. took bus number 14 home and slacked while wayting for bro to get ready. de whole famelee sent bro to his camp and we headed to west coast to haf dinner. i had mee siam and drank watermelon juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BABY IS SO SWEET! WAS EATING DEN HE MSG SAYING HE GOT SOMETYNK VERIE IMPORTANT TO TELL MIE. I THOT IT WAS WART DEN HE SAED "i've got to tell yew dat... I MISS YEW!!" aww. dats so swiet of hym. slalunyer i'll be de one saying i miss hym and he'll sae dat im being missed too. sheesh! he reallie noes how to make mie smyle! tanx baby for making mie smyle!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now here i am blogging in todaes entry!! kkays. i wanna haf a gud sleep. to baby! gud nyte! hugz &amp;amp; smuackz!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and HAPPIE BERFDAY MIZIE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112702405481006875?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112702405481006875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112702405481006875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112702405481006875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112702405481006875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/missing-hym.html' title='missing hym'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112687900659824473</id><published>2005-09-16T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:20:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn im shagged! slept onlie at 2 in de murnyng ytd cos was sms-ing &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;. he just cudnt shut his eyes close so i felt dat de least i cud do was to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be dere for hym&lt;/span&gt;. lurfee requires SACRIFICE and i was sacrificing my sliep just for hym. aww. so swiet. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;skewl was okay. layte for 1 hour. lesson was supposed to start at 8 and i thot it was 9, so i came at 8:55 in de murnyng. hehex. did de jobsheets while in class. and lesson ended at 11:oo. msged hym asking wat he was doing and he said dat he was getting ready for fridae prayers and will be going for his ncc training at northland sec. after dat *terkejot kejap dgr. tak penah2 date a guy yg smangat gi smayang. lagik2 smayang jumaat. kalau cabot smayang ader larh. hahax.* den i trained home alone but lucky he was dere to msg to keep mie company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;placed my uniform and sweater at hume den went down to clementi to meet up wit &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt;. met her at macdonalds toilet and we trained down to boon lay and i accompanied her home. she got changed while i went to take a look at my half done shoe done by &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mun&lt;/span&gt; and i;ve got to sae dat it looks great! den it was her turn to accompany mie. she accompanied mie to j.p to clear up some thingy and we went to de alteration shop to alter bro's jeans but it wont be ready tyll tomoro. so, we decided to cancel de whole thingy and just get &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;auntie ani&lt;/span&gt; to do de alterings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;slacked at her place while wayting for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt; to book out from camp cos&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; auntie ani&lt;/span&gt; needs hym dere to take de exact measurements for de alterations. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt; reached at about 5:3o and&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; auntie ani&lt;/span&gt; took de required measurements and she went to do her job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;left boon lay onlie at 7 and trained back to grannie's place. watched s-league and suddenlie a player named &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TENGKU MUSYAHAD&lt;/span&gt; caught my attention. i quickly smsed hym to ask wat is his bro's name. cos i thot tengku musyahad is his bro but i was wrong. hahax. his bro is &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TENGKU MOZAID&lt;/span&gt;. and both of dem were not born to be soccer players. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;went to tanjong pagar railway foodcourt to haf dinner wit my famelee. dey ate and ate and ate. while i msged and msged and msged. ask hym if its okay if i were to take up motor license and he lectured mie on it. but it was for good tho. loved ones sumer kluwar. ahackx. den bro sounded to go to mustafa centre cos he needed some camp stuffs so we went next to mustafa. told hym abt it and he told me to be extra kaireful dere. aww. he's soo swiet and caring. tanx baby!! yew reallie noe how to make my dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SHOUT OWTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&gt; hym: tanx again baby! i miss yew! hugz and smuackz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; syz nirah: i enjoied myself tadie! hehex. see ya around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112687900659824473?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112687900659824473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112687900659824473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112687900659824473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112687900659824473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/shagged.html' title='shagged!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112679094427771931</id><published>2005-09-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T21:29:04.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohwee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;todae was great. skipped assembly in de murnyng cos i overslept. hehex. went for english lesson.  played some hangman games during de lessons. and studied about LEADERSHIP. den had a test on it. after lesson, Mrs Ng suddenly asked me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"how come yew din tell mie dat yew dated a student of mine from cm1b before?"&lt;/span&gt; i was so shocked! i kept denying it but she saed "yew carn lie to mie yanaa." she kept smyling so i too just smyled my wae owt of class. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but its history aitex cher. i'm beginning a new chapter of my lyfe wit hym. and im so missing hym!! *sobx&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;had theory lesson next and it was so kewl. suddenly so motivated to study. hahax. listened to de lecture for two hours ; absorbing all de infos on an empty stomach wayting for de tyme to haf lunch. and finally it was tyme to haf our lunch! hehex. head for 7-eleven wit christina, randell and yi xiang. all of us bought chicken briyani and big gulp. we den headed for de nearest void deck to eat up our food and slack around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;left de void deck at ard 12.5o and walked back to skewl. *dah makan kene exercise mahh* ((= went for mr. cham's practical lesson. and did 2 practical jobs cos i was absent for one of it. was dismissed 15 minutes earlier. and had to run in de rain. damn! and tynking how romantic it wud be if he was by my side and dere we are walking in de rain. awww. so swiet. hahax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well. here i am slacking at home letting tyme pass. wayting for hym to call. dats if he styll smangat to cos i noe he had a long dae at werk just now. i hope yew do aites baby. niwae, congrats baby! i knew yew cud pass all yewr papers. eventho its not wit flying colours, at least yew passed. im so happie for yew. miss ya. hugs and smuaacckz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112679094427771931?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112679094427771931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112679094427771931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112679094427771931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112679094427771931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/ohwee.html' title='ohwee!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112670523870171954</id><published>2005-09-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:40:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not mie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gosh! i guess todae is just NOT my dae. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had a GUD talk wit hym. abt US.&lt;/span&gt; and im not reallie in de mood. so, todae is showt out dae! just gonna do some shout owt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt;hym: so sorrie for blowing up on yew. i din mean to. anger tak terkawal and yew came at de wrong tyming. *cian dier tak bersalah pon kene marah* hehex. i'll make it up to yew kays. tyll we meet up. tekaire. miss ya baby. smuackz. [and its gud to hear yew got yewr new laptop. senang siket nak communicate.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-&gt;syz nirah: yewr starbucks treat will come aites. one fine dae. no worries. janji tetap janji. taking lotsa kaire. ((=&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/9901853-112670523870171954?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112670523870171954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112670523870171954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112670523870171954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112670523870171954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-mie.html' title='not mie!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112648418912607715</id><published>2005-09-12T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T08:35:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how swiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"baby..., i will never leave u. ; i wont b going anywhere or to another gerl. ; taat dan setia. ; i want u to remember tis. ; though im bz wit werk or frens, u will never fade from my heart. NVR!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aww. dats so swiet of yew dear. i must say dat imma very lucky ghurl to haf someone lyk yew. because yew EXIST, i LIVED. i just cant imagine wat my life wud be lyk now if yew hadnt entered de door to my heart. yew taught mie alot of things dear. and i thank yew for dat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yew were de one whu thot mie de real meaning of love and life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yew too, were de one whom without fail will draw a smile on my face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yew're de onlie one dat fills my head every hour and every dae,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i thank God for giving mie a chance to be loved by someone lyk yew!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dear, we'll overcome all de obstacles of lyfe together aites. i promise yew dat no matter wat happen, i'll never let yew go! i'll love yew tyll de end of tyme wit everything i haf and all regardless of yewr imperfections and flaws. i promise yew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112648418912607715?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112648418912607715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112648418912607715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112648418912607715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112648418912607715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-swiet.html' title='how swiet'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112633582008338941</id><published>2005-09-10T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:02:42.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>showt outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ola people! finally yew guys meet mie again after i dissapeared for some tymes. well. i noe dat im being missed. dats why i took de decision to blog. hehex. yew'd be lying if yew saed yew didnt miss mie. *bleahx* hahax. kkays. i shall stop crapping. de truth is im in just to do a shout owt to an &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;important someone&lt;/span&gt; in my lyfe. and here i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&gt; hym [ de light in my lyfe]:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ferst of all, i'd lyk to shout owt to yew dat "I MISS YEW DARLING DEARIE". doncha dare tynk dat no one misses yew kays dear. yew're being missed by MIE every hour of every day!! ((= and no one else is supposed to miss yew more den i do! sorie ghurls. hes de light in my lyfe and im his! he's always in my heart and im in his! ohwee!  well dear, i just wanna sae tanx for being dere for mie thru my daes of depressions. tolerating my mood swings. standing by mie and oways being dere to make my dae and make mie smyle. well. eventho we haf had a few arguments, just remember dat yew're de onlie one whu fills my head 24 hours, seven daes a week. and no matter wat happen, i promise yew dat yew will be my one and onlie. now and forever. tekaire dear. i miss yew!! *hugs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112633582008338941?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112633582008338941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112633582008338941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112633582008338941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112633582008338941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/showt-outs.html' title='showt outs'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112572127837447737</id><published>2005-09-03T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:27:58.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ola loved ones! finally im back after being m.i.a for abt a week or so. well, i do haf my own reasons for being awae. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt; shud noe. ryte syz! dah tawu diam2 ehk. hehex. and for yewr info peeps, i myte not be blogging everydae like wat i did in de past. so, sorrie ehk if yew guys oways hafta read de same old entry. *angelic smyle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;todae actuallie passed like de rest of de daes. juz dat i hadta wake up extra early to meet up wit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt;. i badly needed to change back my fone cos i was suffering badly trying to get use to using her fone! met her at 7.1o at clementi mrt station. exchanged fones back den i trained down to skewl. met &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;randell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;afy&lt;/span&gt; at yishun mrt station. saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; dere too. missed de bus dat &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; took and&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ikal&lt;/span&gt; missed de bus dat i took. how coincidence can dat get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;in skewl as usual ; did  jobsheets. and suddenlie received a call from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nawal&lt;/span&gt;. she saed dat she needed an m4 book. so borrowed her myne den &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; plak dtg. *sorie ehk cudnt borrow yew myne. dah on loan. ((=* &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; borrowed &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; his book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;finally 11a.m came and it was tyme to go home. went back wit &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;randell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yi xiang&lt;/span&gt;. had to run in de rain cos none of us had an umbrella. accompanied &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;randell&lt;/span&gt; to power 9 to buy a ear stud. and i trained down to city hall to meet &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;zackie&lt;/span&gt;. to grab de graffiti drawing of my name dat he drew for me. janji &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nadia&lt;/span&gt; nak meet kol 12.15p.m kat clementi but kol 12.3o plus den i reach. *sorie ghurl. din mean to make yew wayte.* took 189 to kent ridge den met up wit &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mdm tsuei&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ms fahizah&lt;/span&gt;. din tok much cos dey were buzie. went to clementi to buy bubble tea den terserempak ngan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt;. *syz! kiter dah kalahkan mataer ehk. arie2 mesti see each other. hahax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reached home den msg &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ezad.&lt;/span&gt; budden dere waszen any reply. guess he was buzie at dat moment. fell asleep while wayting for his reply. woke up from my sleep and saw dat i had &lt;strong&gt;1 MISSED CALL&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;1 NEW MESSAGE&lt;/strong&gt;. and de missed call was from &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ezad&lt;/span&gt;. sorie ehk din answer yewr call. i was in dreamland ; dreaming of yew! hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112572127837447737?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112572127837447737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112572127837447737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112572127837447737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112572127837447737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/09/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112530383759545579</id><published>2005-08-29T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:24:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout out to hym</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;* to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tanx fer acting as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;guiding mie thru dis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;complicated werld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;of myne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;giving mie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;being my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pillar of strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; helping mie regain my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;self-confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;being dere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for mie&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thru my worst ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;roller coaster ride of emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cud i imagine my lyfe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yew&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yew're de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;meaning of my lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my heart beats onlie for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yew are my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;onlie one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lurfee yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tyll de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;end of tyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;will i let yew go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dis is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;made from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mie to yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dis yew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/9901853-112530383759545579?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112530383759545579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112530383759545579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112530383759545579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112530383759545579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/shout-out-to-hym.html' title='shout out to hym'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112519554540235308</id><published>2005-08-27T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T10:30:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>townie! here i come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went town todae wit my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;darling syz nirah&lt;/span&gt;. fetched her from her place den we trained down to orchard. and wen ngah wayting for de train den dis guy gaf us one kind nyer look but we both just buwat bodoh. and wen ngah dlm train, ngah feeling mendak so decided to call &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;khai's &lt;/span&gt;handfone. using &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah's&lt;/span&gt; fone. den asked hym "yew kat ne?" his answer was "dlm train kat lakeside" anjat gegerl dgr cos at dat moment, i was oso at lakeside. den asked "yew nak gi maner shey?" den he jwb "umah tarmizie". eventually &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt; heard it den she turned her head and de guy smyled. waduhh! coincidence benar we are in de SAME train, SAME cabin &amp;amp; SAME row. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;headed to borders to redeem de roxy stuff but unfortunately de stuffs has ran owt. so we headed for starbucks. it was&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; syz nirah's&lt;/span&gt; treat. *machey ehk awak! next tyme kiter blanje awak plak kiex.* den dere was dis hensem abg whu came in. we thot he wanted to buy de drinks den boley ajak dier join kiter skali. hehex. budden he headed for de kitchen. alahmak! he keje situ dahh! hahax&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;den walked to centrepoint and jln2 kejap. den trained home. balek aru nak celyp den &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; sae we heading for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; bibiq's&lt;/span&gt; humie. so, wayted for everyone to siap den went over to bibq's place. was dere tyll ard 1o.3o de took 147 home. finally im home! home swiet home! kkiex. im outta here to go to dreamland! before dat, heres a few showt outs to some peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-&gt; syz nirah: tanx ya for de company. had a great tyme!must do it more often. [[and. amalkan slalu buwat keje mcm gitu lagik! *wink*]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; fisz [nirah's baby boi]: yew betta take gud kaire of my syz ehk! and yew two make sucha compatible couple.*tak jeles!* hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112519554540235308?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112519554540235308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112519554540235308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112519554540235308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112519554540235308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/townie-here-i-come.html' title='townie! here i come!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112506267350870482</id><published>2005-08-26T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:08:45.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_______</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh well. im just not in de mood to blog in todae's entry. but i tynk im just gonna do a shout owt to some peeps owt dere. so dis is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; tanaka muheizad: buzie sgt ke abg ezad kiter nie? hmm. i guess yew're just tired from de campings, studying, werking and stuff. takpe! kiter understand. but yewr health oso must take kaire horhh. dont keep yewself buzie untyll yewr health is not well maintained. hope to hear from yew soon aites. so long and good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-&gt; zulkarnain: hey. i noe im styll haunting yewr mind. i din mean to make yew suffer. but i just dont tynk dat now is a good tyme for us to be patching things back. cos i currently do haf someone in mynd. so i hope yew can understand ya. i dont mind if yew styll wanna wayte for mie. but watdeva it is, just remember dat life has to go on no matter wat happen. tyll den. take kaire dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-&gt; randy: to yew too randy. i gotta sae de same werds  i told zulkarnain. i seriously haf no intention of making yew suffer by wayting for mie. but i just donch wanna force myself into a relationship wen i noe dat my heart has some other guy's name. im reallie sorie dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-&gt; syz nirah: darla! go talk to yewr mama abt tomoro larh! she wont eat yew up ryte! yew tell her abit2 den tomoro i pick yew up. dari depan pintu agik! mane mo dpt huh org camnie? chey. hahax. see yew tomoro kiex. make sure horhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112506267350870482?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112506267350870482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112506267350870482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112506267350870482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112506267350870482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='_______'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112497021863894706</id><published>2005-08-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:19:45.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm. i guess todae passed juz lyk de rest of de dae. nutink special happened. woke up early i de murnyng to fix breakfast. on de comp at ard 9 and tag on&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; ezad's&lt;/span&gt; blog. eventho i noe de fact is dat he's not back yet from his camp. kill tyme. hehex. i assumed he came back at 1o plus cos dat was de tyme he tagged at my bloggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;was layte for my phase test just now. layte for abt 3o minutes. hahax. sorie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mr cham.&lt;/span&gt; din mean to make yew wayte. *angelic smyle* took my test den slack for awhile in class and left onie at 3. trained down to clementi to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;. saw&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fendy&lt;/span&gt; in de train. and saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mun&lt;/span&gt; at clementi mrt station nyer platform.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; [due2 mat sombong. in de werld of their own]&lt;/span&gt; (=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and not to forget, my gorgeous syz nirah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; at big bookshop den went to polyclinic cos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; wanted to buy panadols and finally went to grab sumtynk to eat at de coffeeshop. i was walking behind &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; and infront of&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; dis group of abgs&lt;/span&gt; and dey sho mepek. i was walking and dey went &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"de wae she sways her hips! gorgeous!"&lt;/span&gt; den i turned and dey smyled and satu mintak number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;too bad boys. my mama is ard. nx tyme maybe. hahax. tak dpt arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;reached home den tagged on &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ezad's&lt;/span&gt; blog again and finally. here i am typing todae's entry! enjoy peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[showt outs]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; taNaka muhEizad : tanx ya for being dere for mie ; being my pillar of strength despite de fact dat we barely even noe each other. but it seems lyk we are in need of each other to continue wit our lyfes. i do agree dat dis lyfe of ours is full of obstacles. and i noe dat de future will styll be bumpy. but wit yew around, i do haf faith dat i can overcome all de bumps of lyfes. yew sure haf taught mie alot of lessons in lyfe. yew haf done yewr part by being dere for mie and now i wanna be dere for yew too. yew haf managed to draw a smile on my face lyk no other guys cud do. and for dat, i too wanna be de reason for de smyle on yewr face. take kaire aites. so long and gud nyte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112497021863894706?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112497021863894706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112497021863894706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112497021863894706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112497021863894706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz_25.html' title='haiz!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112487880990343017</id><published>2005-08-24T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:20:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanx!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a showt out to muhammad ramdan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- to de guy who was once myne! tanx for everytink ya! i've made up my mind. and dat is, im giving up on yew! its just pointless for mie to be hanging on. tynking dat yew will be mine again one dae. wen de fact is yew haf oreadi found my replacement. i've had enuff of hoping for yew to return. its making mie feel so helpless. i did my part to keep our relationship going. but wat do i get in return? NUTINK! being nice to yew all dis while is reallie no use! yew just hurt mie even more. im reallie gonna let yew go now. for yewr information, i dont need yew anymore and i never did! keep dat in mynd! im gonna move on wit lyfe and pretend i never knew yew.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no matter hard it wud be! cos i noe dere'd be someone whu wud guide mie thru dis. i noe he'd be dere for mie thru thick and thin. and my feelings tell mie dat he 's de one i've been wayting for all my lyfe and im proud to sae dat he completes mie! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112487880990343017?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112487880990343017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112487880990343017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112487880990343017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112487880990343017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/tanx.html' title='tanx!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112467038190940338</id><published>2005-08-22T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T07:18:51.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d a n</title><content type='html'>wenever lyfe drifts yew awae from mie,&lt;br /&gt;i carn help but cry.&lt;br /&gt;yew're a part of mie and without yew,&lt;br /&gt;lyfe is no more den a desperate sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#bc94f8;"&gt;dey sae "lurfee come and go",&lt;br /&gt;but to dat i disagree.&lt;br /&gt;so take my hand and never let it go.&lt;br /&gt;wit all my heart, i love yew so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#bc94f8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#bc94f8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born to meet you. tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f894f7;"&gt;can i have this kiss forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112467038190940338?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112467038190940338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112467038190940338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112467038190940338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112467038190940338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/d-n.html' title='d a n'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112466824981312297</id><published>2005-08-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:07:57.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidae!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;now i dont hafta sliep early. cos my holidae has begun! ohwee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;todae went for madrasah in de murnyng.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; [farlyanna gi madrasah satoo buku pon tak bwk. keep it up ghurl. ((= ]&lt;/span&gt; den in class sempat msg &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a'an&lt;/span&gt;. ngah bored mahh. den lesson ended early and ayah fetch mie home. reached home den bro ajak gi harbourfront nyer banquet to mkn. so, we all went dere. mie, bro &amp;amp; syz ate wantan noodles. while ayah and baby bro shared a bowl of yong tau fu. and mama ate yong tau fu *curry*. de colour mcm laksa shey. not curry. den headed home after eating and slacked at home de whole dae&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tyll it was mlm and we had dinner at tanjong pagar railway station foodcourt. went dere at ard 8.3o. de foods dere are verie bad but de abgs ard are not. hehex. mie and syz kept looking here and dere. after eating den headed home and watched arsenal vs chelsea's game. den msg &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;zackie&lt;/span&gt; about bgr thingy in midnyte. ferst tyme siotx msg pepanjang. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;. SHOWT OWTS .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&gt; ` tEngkU mOhAizaD - tanx a millon dude for tagging at my board almost everydae wen yew blog in yewr entry for de dae. dats so swiet of yew. [dont blushh yet horhh.] yew take kaire aites. *hugs and kisses* -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112466824981312297?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112466824981312297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112466824981312297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112466824981312297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112466824981312297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/holidae.html' title='holidae!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112443524811989562</id><published>2005-08-19T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:24:35.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz! im feeling sho damn lost at dis verie moment in tyme. it sux to be feeling like dis. feeling lost and helpless. wit no one dere to comfort mie. no shoulder to cry on. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*if onlie suicide waszen a sin*&lt;/span&gt; hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yak on de fone wit &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt; for a while ytd. kenengan silam melayang-layang beb bobal kat fone ngan dier! haiz. tapi takpe. yanaa strong laydee. *angelic smyle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;never could imagine life without yew,&lt;br /&gt;from the moment yew walked into my world.&lt;br /&gt;never know how long the loving flame could burn,&lt;br /&gt;but losing yew has forced me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's have one last kiss ;&lt;br /&gt;one last touch,&lt;br /&gt;one last tender moment between us.&lt;br /&gt;one last dance ;&lt;br /&gt;to our first song,&lt;br /&gt;while pretending there's nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i didn't mean it when I said I didn't love yew so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i should have held on tight i never should've let yew go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i didnt know nothing ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was stupid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was foolish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was lying to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when yew left i lost a part of mie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's still so hard to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;come back baby please cause,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we belong together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who else am i gonna lean on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when times get rough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who's gonna talk to mie on the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;till the sun comes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;who's gonna take yewr place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there aint nobody better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we belong together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i only think of yew, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and it's breaking my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm tryna to keep it together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but i'm falling apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm feeling all out of my element.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm throwing things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;trying to figure out where the hell i went wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the pain reflected in this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ain't even half of what i'm feeling inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i need yew back in my life baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112443524811989562?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112443524811989562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112443524811989562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112443524811989562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112443524811989562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm_19.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112436277367326567</id><published>2005-08-18T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:59:33.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TO A GHURL OWT DERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiz! some ghurl just dont noe how to get de lyfe of their own. instead of minding her own business, she goes around bugging other peoples lyfe. just becos an ex of her gifs anoder ghurl kisses in de comp, she saes de ghurl no maruah diri! sho de mepek sak. salah org tawu carik. but salah sendiri tanak tgk. haiz. aper nak jadik. kater jek bdk poly tapi... haiz. gosh! i shall stop toking bout her. its making mie more farked up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO RIDHUWAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hey dere. it was kewl slacking wit yew just now! kejap pon kinda okae. yew're fun to be wit! and hope to always see yewr smyles on yewr face.  dont let it fade aites. ((=&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/9901853-112436277367326567?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112436277367326567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112436277367326567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112436277367326567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112436277367326567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz.html' title='haiz!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112429391107026012</id><published>2005-08-17T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:51:51.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GHURL: "can i noe whu is yewr msn nicks dedicated to?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BOY: "err. someone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GHURL: "can tell mie abit about her? who noes i can help yew get her back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BOY: well, her name has 9 letters, has de vowel 'a', has 'n' and starts wit 'f'. shes styll 16."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GHURL: "err. deres onie 1 name in my head but im afraid to gamble."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BOY: "just gamble arh. whu noes yew're ryte"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GHURL: "err. dowan arh. why not yew just be a straight forward person by telling mie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BOY: "why are yew haunting mie at nyte?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GHURL: "who is de 'yew'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BOY: yew nur farlyanna!! why? six months has passed and de thots of yew are styll haunting mie! we were togeder for onie two months. why yana why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh gosh! im reallie out of werds! i haf actuallie just finished yakking on de fone wit&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; z u l&lt;/span&gt; and he made a confession! hmm. he confessed dat he styll had hearts for mie. wart am i to do now? i need help. i just dont want history to repeat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to be frank, my heart is styll beating for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;. my heart was beating damn fast wen i sensed he was coming towards mie. and wen afy sang 'meraung' to mie and changed de lyrics to my name and d a n's, water filled my eyes! iszen dat clear signs dat im styll falling for hym. gosh! i wanna break down. if de news abt hym being attached turns out to be true den i just donoe wart on dis tiny earth wud my reactions be lyke.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just a shout owt to EZad! tanx dude for dropping by my bloggie. de advices given was greatly appreciated. and yew too take kaire. yew look stressed too. hehex. see ya. *hugs and kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112429391107026012?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112429391107026012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112429391107026012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112429391107026012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112429391107026012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/damn_17.html' title='damn!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112401534315086848</id><published>2005-08-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:23:36.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohwee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmm. ferst of all, apology pleaded ya peeps for not blogging dis few daes. its just dat im going thru a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;roller coaster emotional ride&lt;/span&gt;. lotsa things has happened and it has definately affectted my mind and made mie land in dis situation. *grinx* how bad can those ppl be to make mie suffer tyll like dis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;de one thing dat has definately affected my mind is getting to noe de fact dat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt; is now attached. gosh! how unsangkerable can dat be. after all de tymes we spent togeder, now dis. hmm. no comments tho. he has de rites to be wit whuever he wants to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;budden. tanx to peeps around mie for making mie smyle again. lyk &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;f e e q, f i s z, m i s z y, i r a&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; nort to forget to my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fellow syztahs&lt;/span&gt; too. tanx a million for making mie smyle again wit all yewr lame jokes and etc!tanx a million agai peeps. i owe yew guys one. muahx! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112401534315086848?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112401534315086848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112401534315086848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/ohwee.html' title='ohwee!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9901853.post-112373950027991040</id><published>2005-08-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:51:40.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b i d a d a r i</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kenangan silam aku dan dirimu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;berdua sesama bermadu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;saling berjanji sehidup semati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hakikat di dunia ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;segala yang dikata harus di kota,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ibarat adam dan juga hawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;alangkah indah sewaktu bercinta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tiada senjata yang dapat menghalang kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kau umpama bidadari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;suci bagai embun pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tapi aku belum pasti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;apakah cintamu itu suci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kau hadir membawa erti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;penawar di kala sepi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sehangat dian yang menyinari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bersama cintamu abadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112373950027991040?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112373950027991040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112373950027991040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112373950027991040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112373950027991040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/b-i-d-d-r-i.html' title='b i d a d a r i'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112347270641674666</id><published>2005-08-08T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:49:12.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;walaowei! why on dis tiny earth must arsenal lose to chelsea? spootid shey. but nevermind! chelsea won by luck! *bleahx* hahax. actuallie din reallie catch de whole game. cos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; wanted to watch csi. so got &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;m i s z y&lt;/span&gt; to keep ie updated on de game. i bet&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; m i s z y&lt;/span&gt; oso din watch de full game cos he onie msg mie wen chelsea scored de ferst goal den quiet. wen i went to check de score, it was chelsea leading by 2 goals to 1. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ytd yak on de fone wit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; we yak bout some rubbish. but it was for sometymes onie. cos mama needed de fone. and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; reminded mie of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;past. i kept quiet for sumtyme after he saed sumtynk dat offended mie and he went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"larh! bey yew majok?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;damn! i miss hym and his werds. but styll, we've to carry on wit lyfe tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[[ showt owt ]]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to d a n: tanx for everyink yew gaf mie wen we were together. i noe it hurts wen a ghurl just hangs up de fone. but i carn help it. yew forced mie to. sho sorrie. and just remember, watdeva happen, de memories we shared will never be erased from mua mind. muahx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112347270641674666?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112347270641674666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112347270641674666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112347270641674666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112347270641674666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/damn.html' title='damn!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112341340765369547</id><published>2005-08-07T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:14:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahx!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;[[second english poem___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;de reasons why i lurfee yew are very clear to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ferst of all is de way yew look at mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;de way yewr eyes sparkle in de light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;de way everything but yew is out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wen yew are around mie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all i see is yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and wen yew're not around mie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it will be yew whom i miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anoder reason why i lurfee yew is yewr kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;de tenderness and swietness of yewr lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wen yew kissed mie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i felt like i was in a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yew made mua heart beat so fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dat i wish dat night could've last all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and if my life was a tape den i wud always press rewind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cos dere is where yew i would always find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wud never press fast forward and i'll always go back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;because dat is wen yew kissed mie and dat's where yew are at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anoder reason why i lurfee yew is yewr voice ; so deep and sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and in mua head is where i keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i even lurfee de way yew sleep ; so peaceful and calm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yew make me feel like i could never be in harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anoder reason why i lurfee yew is yewr smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel like i could die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just lurfee yew sho de verie much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to be frank, deres just too many reasons why i lurfee yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if i keep going with this poem, i noe dat it will never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so for now, its just i love yew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and remember dat watdeva happens, i'll lurfee yew styll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112341340765369547?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112341340765369547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112341340765369547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112341340765369547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112341340765369547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/muahx.html' title='muahx!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112330650956555516</id><published>2005-08-06T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:48:13.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aarrgghh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm. todae woke up onie at 11 in de murnyng. its considered layte cos i hadta wake up at 12, 3, 6 and 9 a.m cos im currently on medications. de eyedropx needs to be applied every 3 hours. i wanna sae tanx to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; for waking up just to apply de eyedrops for mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woke up at 11 den ate breakfast. had prata for de dae. den msg &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m i s z y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oso. after having breakfast den watched mtv for awhile while wayting for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;athira&lt;/span&gt; to pass mie de comp. once i got de comp den went into msn and chatted wit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt; for awhile den she had to go off. den now here i am blogging. i'll be back tonite if dere no disturbance! ohwee! see ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[[ showt owts!! ]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; : tanx for being dere for mie. tanx for waking up in de middle of de nyte just to apply eyedropx for mie! lurfee ya too!! other den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112330650956555516?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112330650956555516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112330650956555516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112330650956555516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112330650956555516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/aarrgghh.html' title='aarrgghh!!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112323052300361036</id><published>2005-08-05T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:13:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohwee! finally im back home from my 5-daes hospital stae. de stae was caused by a cornea ulcer in my left eyes. oouucchh. pain yew noe. every hour de nurse will wake mie up to apply eyedrops in my eyes. but tanx to some peeps i dont hafta sliep and wake up continuously. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wanna sae a million tanx to my classmates whu came down to pay mie a vsit. namely &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sajeev&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yi xiang&lt;/span&gt;. tanx guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;also i wanna shout owt tanx to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; m i s z y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for keeping my company de other nyte. walaopon kejap pon it was quite fun. yewr mepekx lei tahan ehk. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112323052300361036?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112323052300361036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112323052300361036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112323052300361036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112323052300361036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/at-last.html' title='at last!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112290236573971870</id><published>2005-08-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:10:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore eyes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohwee! i skipped skewl for todae. eventho it was de ferst dae of de week for skewl. do i look lyk i kaire? hahax. at least im skipping skewl wit a gud valid reason! and dat is i've got infections in my left eyes. it hurts! and i slept de whole of todae. waking up onie at dats onie after &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; nagged at mie to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to de toilet strait to bath and was msgin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a n&lt;/span&gt; at de same tyme. asking further info abt my eyes. and he saed its infection. qwang3. thot of watching teevee after bathing but ended up de teevee watched mie sleep at de sofa! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sho many of todae's plan is spoilt due to me being sick! randell and gangs actuallie wayted for mie in de murnyng to attend skewl togeder as usual. i forgot to tell dem dat i waszen attending skewl. sorrie guys. also had to cancel de trip to Raffles hospital wit&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. sho sorie dear. reallie din mean to buey yew. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112290236573971870?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112290236573971870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112290236573971870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112290236573971870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112290236573971870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/08/sore-eyes.html' title='sore eyes!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112274038017964551</id><published>2005-07-31T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:14:02.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;walaowei! why yew so de perangai nie? sho de mepekx yew noe! it seems like we are arguing each tyme we tok on de fone. doncha find it wierd? trust is needed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d a n&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but de wae yew treat mie is. arrgghh!! forget it. i dowan to elaborate any further. it will make&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112274038017964551?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112274038017964551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112274038017964551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112274038017964551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112274038017964551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/gosh.html' title='gosh!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112270023578125423</id><published>2005-07-30T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:14:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yelah! sumer slh i pe! msg slh, tak msg slh. aper nie? wen i msg, bey yew tatawu nak reply. wen i tak msg, yew kater i doink shit behind ur back. waddafark? wen im outside, yew get mie to ring yew up once im home. wen im finally home and i ring yew up despite de fact dat im tired, yew lak buwat perangai tanak bobal!. aarrgghh. i need yew to help mie re-built myself and my confidence but de wae yew are acting is making mie lose and not gain it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ferst dae of werk at delifrance was damn tiring! worked de same shift wit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kak sheila, jothi, uncle wong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fion&lt;/span&gt;. learnt how to make de differnt types of drinks dats available dere. den learnt some of de product dey sell. learnt and learnt and learnt till it gaf mie sucha headache. den i did some of de drinks order. BAD for a ferst timer like mie. hahax. den around 10, we cleared everytink. did de closing. learnt how to clean the thingy and etc. left onie at 11.15 cos de stoopid coffee machine gaf us problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;daddie &amp;amp; mummie took mie home. den fetch de others and we went to al-ameen to grab sumtink to eat. msg&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. den he got mie to call hym once im home. and upon reaching home, i rang hym up despite de fact i was tired. and it wasnt appreciated! he gaf an attitude! damn! i shall not re-type wat i had typed somewhere in de beginning of dis entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oraitey peeps. gotta end dis entry cos now i need to prepare for werk. a tiring 4 to 11 dae. haiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112270023578125423?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112270023578125423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112270023578125423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112270023578125423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112270023578125423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/wow.html' title='wow!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112254819994976260</id><published>2005-07-28T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:09:06.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l u r f e e</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh gosh! im suddenlie soo into english poems! i wonder wat has gotten into mie. *yana wonders* but styll, heres a piece i wrote while wayting for&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; d a n&lt;/span&gt; to reply to my msg just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i looked in de sky last nite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&amp; saw a really beautiful sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a star shining down so brite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;givin' mie a sign OUR lurfee is rite.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i wished upon dat star, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;to bring yew home to mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and de angels went singing a song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of hope &amp;amp; harmony.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dey told mie to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for it won't be long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;til yew are wit mie again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back in my arms where yew belong.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope yew guys did enjoy it! copyrighteed: yanaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112254819994976260?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112254819994976260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112254819994976260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112254819994976260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112254819994976260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/l-u-r-f-e-e.html' title='l u r f e e'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112247400117049394</id><published>2005-07-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:45:56.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gosh! now i must use de werds of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i ' k a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and dat is "im shag".! hahax. no offence horhh. but its true pe. yew slalu ckp yew're shag! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im seriously damn shag at de moment and i dont tynk i'll blog in todaes entry. so tyll next tyme ya peeps. gud nyte everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112247400117049394?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112247400117049394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112247400117049394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112247400117049394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112247400117049394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/shag.html' title='shag!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112233450609703374</id><published>2005-07-26T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:19:40.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 d a n</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*yawns* actuallie im styll supposed to be sleeping cos my lesson starts layte for todae but im sacrificing my tyme just to blog in a special sumtink. hehex. and i wanna sae a million tanx to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah&lt;/span&gt; for de courage yew gave mie. if yew're reading dis, tanx syzta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;actuallie, ytd had de chance to yak on de fone wit d a n again after sho long din. all tanx to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; syz nirah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syz nirah was actuallie chatting wit mie in msn wen she saed she called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 'ex-hym' [fisz]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it was to no avail. so, i too tried my luck to call&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY 'ex-hym' [dan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i was so shhocked dat he rallie called back! ohwee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yak wit hym for almost 3 hours wen i decided to put down de fone cos i cudnt hang on any longer. he was as sweet as last tyme. eventho we had a few arguments but styll, it was as sweet and romantic as past daes. just dat dere waszen any &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;'baby' &amp;amp; 'sayang'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;shout owt &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sowie alot alot dan! i knew yew called back after we hang up de fone. but i was too tired to ring yew back. sorie horh. and oso, yew're styll as sweet and romantic as last tyme. wee! i miss those daes. can i haf it back? *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112233450609703374?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112233450609703374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112233450609703374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112233450609703374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112233450609703374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/3-d-n.html' title='&lt;3 d a n'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112221788532292938</id><published>2005-07-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:11:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohwee! finally im back! its finally home swiet home! well. lemme tell yew guys my experience dere kiex. and dis is how it goes. [[cam nak tules testimonial larh plak]] hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;// DAE ONE___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dae one was kinda okae. din do much tho. woke up as early as 6:ooa.m. cos had to leave hume by 8:3oa.m. it sux to wake up sho early in de murnyng! siap2 everytink den drove to a resthouse to meet up wit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ayah idris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and family&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;abg rashid's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; ghurlie din tag along cos she had sumtink on. den drove on to Melacca. pain sia my ass. sat for abt 3 hours. qwang3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;reached dere at around 12:3op.m den chill arnd. sit and do nutink. hahax. den ate lunch. de food was not dat great thoo. hehex. after eating den sat arnd and at 3 we left for tampin. walk and walk and walk. it was sho tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;den after a long dae of walking, we headed to anoder nenek's humie. donoe wats her name. ((: came back to ayah idris's kampung at ard 7 plus den dey had bbq and steamboat. de whole famelee was dere. sho kecorable shey. i ate quite alot. but lucky never kena food poisoning. =p knock out EXTRA early sia. 10:30p.m i went to dreamland oreadi. no computer mahh. waddahell can i do dere. handfone oso no reception cos de kampong was uphill. *grin* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;// DAE TWO__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;todae was much betta den yesterdae. ((: REAL MUCH!! hehex. woke up at 8:3oa.m. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; woke mie up. den quickly bathe. de water dere was damn cold sia! dey served nasi lemak for breakfast but i din haf it. din haf de appetite to eat. den wen it was arnd 10:ooa.m den we went fruit hunting. de nenek's humie got so many different type of fruits. dere was red &amp; yellow rambutans ; mangosteens ; bananas and jackfruit. once we finished fruit hunting, we packed de fruits. my famelee brought home 3 bags of rambutans and a bag of bananas. anybody whu wants fruits can visit my place.&lt;/span&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i was forever slacking at dat place! hahax. wayted tyll it was tyme to go home. left de kampung onie at 3:oop.m. den drove to Angsana to do some shopping. msg &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;auntie sue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"awak! kiter nak pie angsana. awak nak kiter krem slm ngan abg aritu tak?",&lt;/span&gt; den she replied &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"dier hari ni off"&lt;/span&gt; hahaha!! de abg was dere! wee!~ sorie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;auntie sue&lt;/span&gt;! yew missed hym dis tym round! bleahx! hahax!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;den&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ayah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;drove back. went thru second link and de officers-in-charge sumer hensem2! hehex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; dpt wash eyes! ((: den here am i now! finally home sweet home! i need some rest!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; camats people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112221788532292938?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112221788532292938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112221788532292938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112221788532292938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112221788532292938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/humie.html' title='humie!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112207577822845920</id><published>2005-07-23T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:18:11.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohwee! finally im going to kuala lumpur. wee! carn wayte to enjoy! hahax. just a simple note to all my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;furens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuzzie nirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;! and dat is take kaire horhh yew people! im sure gonna miss yew!! and make sure yew guys oso miss mie horhh!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;taking l otsa kaire everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112207577822845920?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112207577822845920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112207577822845920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112207577822845920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112207577822845920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/wee_23.html' title='wee!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112204057331209915</id><published>2005-07-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:56:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;damn! todae&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; aunt mai&lt;/span&gt; decided to postpone de kl trip to tomoro murnyng. dah smangat2 nak enjoi sumer shey! *sobx* besok gotta wake up EXTRA early! i hate it! can we just not go? im layzee to wake up sho early in de murnyng! damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! if i went den conferm i wudnt get to chat wit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i z f a r h a n&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; oo wudnt get de chance to yak on de fone wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a f i q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahax.  hes actuallie a fren of my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuzzie nirah.&lt;/span&gt; kenal thru frenster den chat pat msn and now we are yakking on de fone! hes okae arh! his vooice rox. hahax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aites peeps. im outta here! wanna go west coast to mamam. taking lotsa kaire! muax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112204057331209915?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112204057331209915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112204057331209915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112204057331209915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112204057331209915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hate-it.html' title='hate it!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112200133057941170</id><published>2005-07-22T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:15:38.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;people!~ i've finally finished editing my NEW blogskin! to all peeps! do check it owt horh!! and doncha guys dare leave without tagging! woah! so fierce! hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kkiex. now i wanna start serious business!! dat is i've got BAD news for myself! my famelee is heading for K.L tonite! and todae i din attend skewl sho carn see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *sobx* ytd never meet. todae oso never! omg! i carn live!! i wanna cry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gosh! im gonna miss yew. i'll onie return on sundae! i donoe wat werd to use to tell yew im gonna miss yew! watdeva it is, i noe im definitely gonna miss yew and yew'll always haf a special place in my porcelain heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112200133057941170?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112200133057941170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112200133057941170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112200133057941170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112200133057941170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn.html' title='damn!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112199699416262494</id><published>2005-07-22T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:49:54.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;gud murnyng people! i skipped skewl for todae. cos i overslept. too tired. [im forever tired] hahax. aarrgghh. how i wish i din wake up at dis verie moment! i wanna complete my dream. a special guy came into my dream. and dat is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i wanna continue my dream! de dream is sho sweet. but dreams never come true. *sobx*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;okiex peeps. i wanna search for a NEW blogskin. wee! enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;=  shout owt to d a n =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yew! i miss yew and de tymes we spent togeder! im suffering without yew!  please understand! i reallie nid yew back in my lyfe. i noe lurfee can never be forced. but, its de thots of OUR memories dat is keeping mie going wit my lyfe! i nid yew back baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112199699416262494?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112199699416262494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112199699416262494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112199699416262494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112199699416262494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hehex.html' title='hehex'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112186278022252560</id><published>2005-07-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:42:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outta lurfee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh my gawd! juz waddahell is wrong wit mie? past relationships is driving mie nuts!~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;muhammad ramdan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; why are yew acting dis wae? i noe dat it takes two hands to clap. i noe its over between us. but why on earth are we doing things dat we are no supposed to as frens? and, why are yew styll crossing my mind? why is it sho hard to take yew outta my mynd? two months has flew by and yew styll decides to stay in my mind? why am i styll missing yew? why am i styll wondering wat went wrong between us? why is de sight of yew oways visiting my mynd? is it simply becos we bump into each other in skewl almost everydae?or maybe worst, i styll haf hearts for yew? aarrgghh!! im sho stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wonder! do i ever cross your mind wen yew oways crosses myne? i guess yew never tynk of mie. even wen i've tried so hard to keep myself buzie sho dat i can try not to tynk of yew so much. and did so much but still, de memories we share oways crosses my mind and sumtymes even bring tears to my eyes! i styll wonder if it was my fault dat we decided to go our seperate waes! but before anitink, i oways wonder if dere was reallie a nid for us to be going our seperate waes in e ferst place. gosh! it seems lyk life is reallie unfair. it pains mie lyk hell. i juz wanna be appreciated. i'm always treated like a rebound to guys. always taken as a rebound. wen dey nid mie, dey'd be wit their "i lurfeeu"'s. and wen wen i don't meet to their expectations, i get dumped, treated like a doll. i'm human too. i too haf feelings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; f a r h a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! to be frank, your painful werds is styll in my mynd! he took mie as a rebound to forget his ex. i guess i shant mention her name. de last werds to mie is styll being remembered. he even saed "well, u wanna talk about feelings? de truth is i takde any special feelings towards u. i had to force myself into dis relationship." waddaf*ck&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; f a r h a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? wat was dat supposed to mean? if yew dont haf any special feelings den why didja swiet talk wit mie? why do u make mie fall for yew wen yew totally haf NO intentions of catching mie fall? it sux! juz remember! wart goes around comes ard boi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;=.a shout owt to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;d a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.=&lt;br /&gt;i noe it was MY fault. but why didja let jealousy ruin our relationship? i hate to do dis. in public summore. but de truth is, i haf a confession to make. im styll crazily in lurfee wit yew! i just carn get yew out of my mind! two months+++ has passed and my feelings for yew has yet to change. my heart is styll beating for yew. and i swear its onlie yew. yew can tear open my heart to dig owt de truth. well, yew do noe how much pain f a r h a n has brought to my lyfe! i noe lurfee can never be forced but i seriously nid yew in my lyfe to guide mie thru! i've had enuff sufferings after yew left mie. why are yew doing dis to me? i carn seem to let yew go! yew're just a part of mie which i find hard to let go! please gimme a call to let mie noe dat yew styll lurfee mie. please don't leave mie hanging in de air. i reallie nid yew back in my lyfe. i noe yew noe it too. please. i'm on my knees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112186278022252560?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112186278022252560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112186278022252560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112186278022252560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112186278022252560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/outta-lurfee.html' title='outta lurfee'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112160817860615038</id><published>2005-07-17T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:43:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suprise irah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wee!! im sho happie. and tired at de same tyme. hahax. din blog in for few daes coz waszen at home. was at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;auntie sue's&lt;/span&gt; hauz de whole of saturdae. had a kewl tyme dere. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syahirah's&lt;/span&gt; suprise party. sempat msg &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m i z i e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wen was doink some of de werks dere. den played some games dat was organised by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuzzie nirah&lt;/span&gt;. it was created for de kids but i too ended up playing it. ((: de peeps went off at around 10:00p.m. and it onie took mie 30 minutes to fall asleep. hahax. was too tired i guess. din even help do de clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;woke up onie at 9:45a.m. awaken by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;syakirah's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; slap on the ass. how cud she disterb my beauty sliep! *grinx* its okae tho. ((: bath and had breakfast. ate chicken rice for breakfast. den slack around and finally ayah came to fetch mie back. he sent mie home den he and mummie went to look for bro's army stuff. last minute additional stuffs. reached home, on de computer to chat and listen to song and etc. chat wit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;z u l &amp; n a w a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;went to sent bro to boon lay mrt station at 7:10p.m. cos he needed to book in tonite. den headed for west coast to haf dinner. den went to ginza plaza and mummie did some shopping at de budget shop while i and athira went to 7-eleven. we grabbed magazines namely seventeen and teens. den we headed home and now here i am blogging and chatting wit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h u d a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;z u l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;! im outta here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;muackz people&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112160817860615038?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112160817860615038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112160817860615038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112160817860615038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112160817860615038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/suprise-irah.html' title='suprise irah!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112141845217072303</id><published>2005-07-15T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T13:04:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys! =p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im TIRED! well, din blog ytd cos was too tired. din do much. just dat i saw a someone i was so obsessed wit over dulu! dulu okae! now not anymore! bleahx! i've moved on wit lyfe babe! saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in de tran wen i was headng home wit gaddafi. he was heading towards cck. for 'aderlarh!' ahackx. dat was wat he saed! jumpe ur bunge ehk. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;had a damn early nyte. slept at around 9:3op.m! early ryte! dat was after yakking on de fone wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R A N D Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. den missed called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos wanted to talk to hym budden i fell asleep while wayting for him to return de call. so shorie ehk. was sho tired! woke up at 3:15am and saw 3 missed calls. all from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. showie again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;skewl for todae was pernormal. had practical lesson. den wen finished lesson at 1o:5oa.m, took bus number 811 wit randell and sajeev. went one BIG round to kill tyme cos i was meeting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D A N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; onie at 12:oop.m. after de one BIG round bus ride, went to KFC cos sajeev wanted to grab sumtink to eat. den ate everytink up and it was tyme for mie to meet up wit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D A N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;walked to 754. and as usual, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to wayte for mie. *angelic smyle* den we yak and yak and yak. styll had tyme to *wink* i just donoe waddahell we both were thinking! den around 2:2op.m, he sent mie off to de MRT station. trained down to Dover den took 1o6 to head for Delifrance for de job interview.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[kak shiela, D A N I A L is sho kiute!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112141845217072303?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112141845217072303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112141845217072303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112141845217072303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112141845217072303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/guys-p.html' title='guys! =p'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112141717757300413</id><published>2005-07-15T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:51:18.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenangan silam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;setelah merelakan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;setelah kau bisikkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;segugus janji janji,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tergamak kau mungkiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dikau pernah berkata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;akulah segalanya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tanpa ku tak mungkin kau bahagia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;namun di sebaliknya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;setelah ku pervcaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kau bersikap dingin ku terpinga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dose guys whu were once mine. whom i considered US being togeder a SERIOUS one. namely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R I Z A L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Z U L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. dis is specially dedicated to yew guys! im not saying dat yew guys were de ones in de wrong but its just how i feel! and a million tanx for being dere wen i nidded yew. tanx for all de lurfee dat yew showered to mie.! and lastly, i miss de tymes!! *sobx*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112141717757300413?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112141717757300413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112141717757300413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112141717757300413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112141717757300413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/kenangan-silam.html' title='kenangan silam!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112126376333932827</id><published>2005-07-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:11:46.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oouucchh!! my knees hurt to de max siotx!! fell during p.e lesson in skewl. shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;todae, kawan haikal regeant secondary namer firdaus confessed to mie and sae dat he got lurp for mie. padahal belom agik jumpe. gosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i just donoe my own feelings! is my feeling for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;D A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;true? or am i feeling it becos he was once mine? is my feelings for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;F A R H A N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for real. or iszit just lust? shud i gif&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A L E X&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;F I R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;a chance to be wit mie? i just dowan to get my hart hurt again! i've suffered enuff!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112126376333932827?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112126376333932827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112126376333932827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112126376333932827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112126376333932827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112117283311177206</id><published>2005-07-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:10:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasrah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gosh! todae is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PASRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dae for mie shey. lam train nanes sendiri wen was smsing &lt;strong&gt;B R O&lt;/strong&gt; my few werds for him before he heads for camp. rindu babe! abang sendiri. *sobx* told him to take gud kaire of himself and told him to miss mie. hehex. den meet randell and all at yishun MRT and headed for skewl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; ; i was de ONLIE malay student in de class. de ONE and ONLIE semangat student. hahax. did straight line cabling. had fun doing it. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lunch came and headed for de auditorium to watch movie. a thai ghost story&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n a w a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; her ghurlfrens were oso dere. tercarik2 high and low for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i ' k a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;budden cudnt spot him. den i msg him and he said dat hes in de canteen eating wit eirwan. din reallie concentrate watching de show cos was smsing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i' k a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at de same tyme. so, it was de show whu saw mie smsing. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after de movie, went to 82o4B to haf theory lesson. den&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;class was outside at 82o5. and a DRAMA happened in class. some teary drama! i also actuallie wanted to cry tynking about de past. i mean how can i not wen de GUY is oways on my mind and in front of my eyes. de onlie thing dat stopped me from interacting wit him was de DOOR. pasrah jek dlm class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after skewl, went home den brought athira to Delifrance at Holland Village cos Kak Sheila was werking dere and wanted to gif us a treat. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kkiex. im outta here for now! wanna watch teevee. buwaish people!! anytink message my handfone kiex. dat is if ure de lucky ones whu gets to haf my number.&lt;/span&gt; ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112117283311177206?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112117283311177206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112117283311177206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112117283311177206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112117283311177206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/pasrah.html' title='pasrah!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112095176833898501</id><published>2005-07-10T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:07:13.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johor bahru hurt my FIRM ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;gud muryng everybody!! im awake!! its early cos i haf religious class to attend. gosh! it seems lyke de angelic farlyanna is owt. hahax. but its onie for every sundae. keke. but before i go, i wanna blog in de entry for YESTERDAE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yesterdae was a damn tiring dae. went to j.b wit my famelee except for bro and syz. den auntie sue's famelee tag along. but deirz is without uncle amran. had to squezze in de car. and my ass hurt!! =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;decided to go angsana[planned to meet uncle bob dere oso]. and while wayting, went shopping inside de shopping mall. den went to a few shop. den went to 'rejek shop' and dis hensem malaysian salesguy was looking at me synce de moment i stepped into de shop and at every station of de shop i went to, he'd be dere. den wen i accompanied auntie sue to pay up for de clothes she wanted to buy den dere de guy was. we had to wayte a while cos dere were some ppl in front of us and de guy was smiling to mie. den i told auntie sue, "malu larh kiter dier asek senyum2" and i guess he heard it cos he told his other fren "dier malu arh" *blushing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;aites people. im outta here for now!! gotta prepare for my religious class. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112095176833898501?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112095176833898501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112095176833898501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112095176833898501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112095176833898501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/johor-bahru-hurt-my-firm-ass.html' title='johor bahru hurt my FIRM ass.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112085173903073479</id><published>2005-07-09T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:04:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE</title><content type='html'>*burp* gosh! im sho full after eating 1 plain prata and half of de egg prata. gosh! wat a big eater. hehex. its oreadi 3:33 a.m and im styll awake. wat to do! my eyes just carn shut cos i had been sleeping de whole afternoon. hehex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din reallie do much todae. had lessons in de murnyng den trained home wit afy. he went off a woodland and i fell asleep from woodland tyll jurong east. reached home and continued my sliep. chatted wit huda in the nyte and also edited my blog layout. wee!! im beginning to haf fun edititng. hahax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112085173903073479?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112085173903073479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112085173903073479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112085173903073479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112085173903073479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/we.html' title='WE'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112072697224762351</id><published>2005-07-07T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:02:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh my gawd! im sho tired. had a damn long dae todae!! the ferst thing i did wen i woke up was to bath hurry hurry cos i was oreadi layte for lesson. as yew noe, yanaa is forever layte. hehex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;during the ferst lesson for the dae, cudnt reallie concentrate in class cos i had sore eyes wit flu. and oso tynking bout his condition. *sobx* den listened to the teacher crapped about goal setting. and oso copied some notes. and was kinda shocked cos wen she was crapping den her elaborated info tak abes2 bobal psl soccer! its making mie miss hym more! *angelic smyle* den wen she was done wit her crapping, we had a small test. abt goal setting. sounds wierd. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;den wen the lesson was over, i went over to her table and flipped thru some books den saw the book dat belongs to zickie and dan. i flipped open the book of zickie and i was sho shocked! his handwritting is sho nyce! even the teacher complimented and sae dat his handrytting is nyce for a guy. hmm. i agreed tho. ((: den wen to the canteen to grab a drink den headed for the locker to grab the books for mdm choo's theory lesson. had lesson onie tyll 11 cos deres a talk by the course manager. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;had lunch at northpoint kopitiam. ate nasi lemak and drank soya bean. den ate everytink den headed back for skewl and was layte for lesson. hahax. had practical lesson. styll on global positioning system[GPS] den kol 3 liddat dah end lesson cos all teachers had a meeting. headed for home strait and now here i am blogging todaez entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aitex peepx!! im outta here! im TIRED!! camats people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112072697224762351?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112072697224762351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112072697224762351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112072697224762351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112072697224762351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/enjoy.html' title='enjoy!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112029793619018844</id><published>2005-07-01T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:54:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MONTH OF KNOWING HYM HAS TAUGHT MIE ALOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh my gawd!! i hate the morning i had for todae. it simply sux for mie! but its in the morning onie horhh! hahax. it was actuallie caused by a few thingy and the ferst one was caused by cadet liutenant i'kal. he had promised to meet mie up at choa chu kang mrt station to attend skewl togeder. i wayted from 7:1o a.m to about 7:3o a.m wen suddenlie an sms was recieved. i read the sms and it was from him. he saed dat he just woke up and is having fever. and he wont be meeting mie. i was sho farked up. i den quickly boarded the train which had just arrived and rang up randell to get hym to wayte for mie. den i reached yishun about 2o minutes layter and was sho shocked to see dan dere as well. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den we headed for yishun interchange and saw sara. den she told us dat lesson will start onie at 9:oo a.m and end at 12:oo p.m. dat was anoder thingy dat spoilt my dae! freako teacher! never inform us before hand. we den decided to walk to skewl and slacked under the void deck to waste tyme. den slacked for abt 3o minutes before heading for skewl. den we headed for skewl.&lt;br /&gt;once i entered the class, i argued wit my teacher about her not informing us dat the lesson starts layte but she argued back and saed she did remind us one week ago! waddeheck? how were we supposed to noe dat it was finalised. she kept putting the balme on us for toking while she was toking and not listening to her. and i went "watdeva larh cher!" =p had lessons den at ard 11:ooa.m had our tea break. went to the canteen wit randell to buy nuggets and peach tea. brought it to class to eat den unluckie mie kena caught by a teacher. hahax. ate outside den once i finished eating, quickly went in back to complete my jobsheet. sempat played catchin wit afy before going home. he arh sho lame. beat here and dere&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;walked to northpoint cos the bus stop was damn crowded. den headed for KFC to haf lunch. and my lunch was on randell. hehex. tanx bro! ((: ate lunch den trained down to jurong east wit daphne but she took onie tyll sembawang cos she had to do up a new ez-link card. i slept whlie was in the train. too tired arh. den woke up and saw an SCDF guy sitting. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;reached home at around 1:55p.m den was lying on the bed and fell asleep. in my uniform! hahax. woke up onie at 7:3op.m and quickly took a bath. den decided to watch teevee wit fred. den at around 8:oop.m went to grannies place to eat dinner! and here i am home swiet home to blog dis shit. hehex. kkiex. and now im out from here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: ATTENTION EVERYBODY WHUS READING DIS BLOG AT DIS VERIE MOMENT! I, NUR FARLYANNA IS PLEADING FOR APOLOGY FROM MUHAMMAD HAIKAL FOR NOT BELIEVING HIS WERDS OF HYM BEING SYCK AND THUS THROWING MY ANGER ON HYM. niwae, i knew yew were reallie syck but it was just dat my daes were bad. sho showie aites. and get well soon!! ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112029793619018844?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112029793619018844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112029793619018844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112029793619018844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112029793619018844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-month-of-knowing-hym-has-taught.html' title='ONE MONTH OF KNOWING HYM HAS TAUGHT MIE ALOT.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112013214025431946</id><published>2005-06-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:21:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH MY GAWD!~ a cutie mutie guy reallie caught my attention just now in the skewl canteen. he was sitting facing mie and my eyes was just on hym the whole tyme we were at the canteen. he kept looking down at his handfone and to the sides of the canteen to look around for donoe wat and dat made it more possible for mie to admire hym. tanx ehk. but i was careful tho. each tyme he looked up to face mie, i'd pretend to look somewhere else. *angelic smyle* i donoe if he knew i was actuallie admiring his looks. but if he noes den i wud be sho malu! hahax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* nawal shud noe wat i mean. hehex. but do keep your lips sealed tho ehk! =p *&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and im sho shocked dat he reallie did smiled at mie wen he passed mie just now. i was actuallie putting my books in the locker. im sho amused. =p i began to melt at dat verie instant. and rytting dis ish making mie melt even more!! hahax. his smyle was sho sweet. sweeter den honey!! it was great!! never will i forget. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at the end of the dae, decided to trained home wit soon kiat cos we taking the same train after all. den saw some of the 1b guys. its three to be exact. hehex. the guy whu caught my attention was one of dem. and he even got the tyme to msg mie in the train wen actuallie the both of us were sitting quite near to each other. swiet ryte. hahax. i guess its just dat the both of us havent gathered enuff courage to be talking in public. hahax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tak mkn org larh i'kal. ooppss. my secret slipped thru my tongue!! hahax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* BUT WATDEVER IT IS, I NOE BAYBEE STEPS ARE REQUIRED! *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112013214025431946?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112013214025431946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112013214025431946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112013214025431946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112013214025431946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/gosh.html' title='gosh!'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111988770255954673</id><published>2005-06-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:55:02.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahax.</title><content type='html'>oh gosh! i wanted to type out dat todae was mua ferst dae of skewl. hahax. well. todae pagie as usual. before going to skewl, met up wit randell, sajeev, christina and daphne at yishun mrt station. den wen  reach interchange den we decided to walk to skewl cos christina needed to save on her bus fare. walked to skewl. stopped by a mama shop to buy epok2 and milo. den we all crapped here and dere while walking to skewl. reached skewl about 5 minutes layte but mdm choo closed one eyes sho styll managed to get awae. den listened to mdm choo's theory lesson in 82o4b tyll i almost fell asleep in class. hehex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den lunch tyme ate black pepper chicken rice. i chose the wrong choice of food. i was having ulcers and ate black pepper. it was killing mie and i was trying mua verie best to swallow up the food. but styll, didnt managed to finish the food. den drank green tea wit peach and iced milo. two drinks at a go. gosh! the black pepper must haf been killing mua throat. ahackx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch den headed to 82o4 for mr. cham's practical class. studied about gps. den mr. cham comment dat 1b did a better job den us. gosh! watdever mr. cham. =p den we headed to the open space to further our experiment. and i knew nutink cos i waszen paying attention in class. listening to mp3 and talking craps wit christina and smsing a'an. gosh! waddahell was i tynking. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wanted to skipped p.e lesson but some smart alex said mark attendence den can go off. but wen we went dere den must do p.e. gosh! i had to do p.e wit my skert as i didnt had the intention to do p.e at all. freaking teacher. im gonna curse the teacher and the student whu saed it was onie attendance taking. freakos! den after p.e headed for north point to slack ard den headed home. once i reached home, had mua shower den did some cleaning up of my room. cleaned and threw things awae and i came across a box. i thot it was an empty box but i soon realised dat dere was sumtink in it. i opened the box and saw a dog tag and a name was engraved on it. owt of so many names, it was 'F a R h A N'. oh gosh! i was reallie tynking of wat to do wit it. thot of keeping it but den it will remind mie of hym. den thot of giving it to hym. but we dont evn contact each other anymore. except for in msn. the hi-bye conv. haiz. so stress. but now the dog tag is worn by mie cos i lurvee the design of it. the name is on the back of the dog tag so whu cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den decided to chat in msn den chatted wit rafeeq from ITE Simei. a fren of i'kal. dey attended the CLT camp togeder. congrats guys SIR RAFEEQ AND SIR HAIKAL. ((: rafeeq is a kewl guy! so hot! hahax. he sure is one chap of a ghurls dream. hahax. chat wit hym abt some craps. den exchanged numbers and etc. satu pergi ader laen dtg larh babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111988770255954673?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111988770255954673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111988770255954673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111988770255954673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111988770255954673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahax.html' title='hahax.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111944220722675289</id><published>2005-06-22T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:10:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well well well</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a shawt owt to m uh d f ar h a n!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.eu left mie!&lt;br /&gt;.fine, eu had eur victory&lt;br /&gt;.but did eu notice how much pain eu've caused?&lt;br /&gt;.i thot i cud ignore eur flaws&lt;br /&gt;.but i was undoubtedly wrong, i'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;.guess mua pain has no physical cure&lt;br /&gt;.for the pain eu caused mie&lt;br /&gt;.needs sumthing more, really&lt;br /&gt;.sumthing dat's different and true&lt;br /&gt;.sumone lurving and sumone new.&lt;br /&gt;.i dont need eu anymore, go away&lt;br /&gt;.eu'll hurt mie even more if eu stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.dont make me sway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well. since i finished skewl VERIE EARLY todae, i decided to rush back home and do reflections on certain issues.  i've spent the whole dae doing some deep tynking if i shud styll go on wayting fer &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m uh d f ar h a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after wat happened. and my decision was i shall not wayte fer hym anymore cos its reallie going nowhere! i noe he's heppie wit his lyfe now. so, all the best ya. and up dere is a lil shawt owt to eu. tanx fer everytink. and its nyce to noe dat eu were dere!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111944220722675289?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111944220722675289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111944220722675289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111944220722675289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111944220722675289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-well-well.html' title='well well well'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111926712279482422</id><published>2005-06-20T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:57:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PWEASHE UNDERSTAND THE MEANING HIDDEN BEHIND DIS ENTRY*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take mua hand &amp; never let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i didn't mean it wen i said i didn't lurvee eu so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i shud haf held on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i never shud've let eu go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i didn't noe nutink ; i was stoopid ; i was foolish ; i was lying to muaself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wen eu left i lost a part of mie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's still so hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cum back baybee please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause WE BELONG TOGEDER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whu else am i gonna lean on wen times get rough ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whus gonna talk to mie on the fone till da sun comes up ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whus gonna take eur place ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dere ain't nobody better,WE BELONG TOGEDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;all dat i wish is look into eur eyes once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to keep it togeder&lt;br /&gt;but i'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling all out of mua element&lt;br /&gt;i'm throwing things ;&lt;br /&gt;crying ;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out where da hell i went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's hard to tell mua mind to stop loving eu especially wen mua heart still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;why do we wait until it is too late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;why do we let someone else haf wat we were too scared to reach out and take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish eu wud turn around and say, "I desperately need eu."&lt;br /&gt;i wish eu wud say eu're sorry because dat's all eu'd haf to do.&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I wish eu knew how much i need eu and how much i really do love eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wud gif eu the world; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wud gif eu mua soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just to be in eur arms again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;im missing eu evry second of evry minute ; evry minute of evry hour ; and evry hour of evry dae.- *RETURN TO ME*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak terdaya lagi bernafas ;&lt;br /&gt;jiwa daku semakin lemas ;&lt;br /&gt;dahagakan cintamu ;&lt;br /&gt;kaulah nyawaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the more i try to push eu away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the more i get pulled to eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eu will remain the sweetest thing in mua heart. NO MATTER WHAT OTHERS THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+ all i want is eu +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// the guy wit the black baju kurong wit black pants // quiksilver snowcap // osiris shoe // cheerful hello // wen i ferst saw HYM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m uh d f ar h a n&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiz. im styll trying to figure out where the hell i went wrong wen i was wit hym. and if im just waysting mua tyme and tears wayting fer hym. voices tell mie i shud carry on. mua mind hates hym BUT mua heart styll lovs hym.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111926712279482422?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111926712279482422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111926712279482422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111926712279482422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111926712279482422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/hidden-messages.html' title='hidden messages'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111926125454765715</id><published>2005-06-20T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:40:35.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>haiz. im sho damn tired. just came back from skewl. it sux fer sure! ferst dae dah start lesson. stoopid choo &amp;amp; cham!~ june intake takde mat hensem2 shey. but afy saed dat byk matrep. hmm. matrep tak maen arh. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadie nak gi skewl den ngah wayte for afy bey nampak dan and guess wat! i was weak on mua knees! i wonder wat power he posessed mie wit. hahax. den he was actuallie wayting for zickie and danial. saw dem oso. den studied during choo's lesson tyll 12.oopm den had lunch in skewl. ate nasi ayam steam chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wen alek jek on msn den nirah cuzzie sent mie a sumtink dat shocked mie. an msn conversation she had wit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m uh d f ar h a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. stress jek bacer. it was sometynk about his future daughter. [nur syarifah alwiyah bte muhammad farhan]. nyce name dere dude. (: den kluar&lt;br /&gt;namer satu pompan agik and it was sometynk like noor cartini. well, if the ghurl reallie do exist den i wish dem best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz. im styll trying to figure out where the hell i went wrong wen i was wit hym. and if im just waysting mua tyme and tears wayting fer hym. voices tell mie i shud carry on. mua mind hates hym BUT mua heart styll lovs hym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i mish hym!~ i want mua chance to be wit hym once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111926125454765715?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111926125454765715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111926125454765715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111926125454765715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111926125454765715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111916317691716692</id><published>2005-06-19T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T14:39:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED EU BACK IN MUA LYFE BABY COS WE BELONG TOGEDER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh!~ im sooo damn tired! but styll. i'll try mua verie besh to blog fer todae aites. fer you peoples sake. hmmph! nahh. im sincere aites. dis blog comes from da bottom of mua heart. chey. sho feeling. hehex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. did quite a number of things todae. once i woke up at nearing 1p.m den mua mama got mie to bath cos we suppose to attend a kenduri at a cuzzies place. the kenduri is at jurong east street 42. siap2 all den left the haus at ard 1.5opm. den once we reached dere, mua nenek asked us to grab sumtink to eat den i took white rice wif chicken, sotong, and acha timon. the food waszen dat bad arh. den ate 3 lollipops. hehex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back at around 4.3opm den headed hume. once at home, i took a shower den watched mtv tyll i fell asleep on the sofa. kwang3. den wen i woke up, it was owiedi 8.30pm. lamer siotx tido. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangon den strait awae on comp to chat ; dgr lagu ; check owt the new things in frenster and finally to update mua blog. (: i lurvee mua layout. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mish hym loads. will i get mua chance to be wit hym once again? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111916317691716692?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111916317691716692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111916317691716692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111916317691716692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111916317691716692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-need-eu-back-in-mua-lyfe-baby-cos-we.html' title=''/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111901336870745432</id><published>2005-06-17T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T13:17:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATRED!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIATCH!~ I HATE YOU!~ KEEP DAT I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N MYND! I HATE YOU!!~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;[im feeling muchh betta now after showting mua heart owt. and biatch will oways be biatch! get dat?] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;okae. lets stop toking about her. it makes mie sick! well, lets start toking about mie. and mua simple life. the simplest life ever. woke up todae quite layte. at around 12.3opm and dat was becos mua mama woke mie up from mua beauty sliep to inform mie dat she was going owt. woke up den strait awae bath den ate old chang kee. bro bought it back. and how unlucky can he be. he wanted police force but got into civil defence. cian dier. but not bad pe. lei kasi mie buwat kawan ngan kawan2 dier. hehex. watched mtv tyll ard 4.3opm den ring wan up. yak wit hym on the fone fer about 15 minutes cos i cudnt reply his msges and nirah cuzzie saed dat he kinda pasrah. hehex. org dah rindu. kwang3. after yakking on the fone, went to on the computer and chatted wif nirah cuzzie. and oso updated mua frenster. dis guy namer amir wanted to be mua fren. (: den at ard 6.45pm went to nen's place to haf dinner. ate rice wif sweet and sour fish. yummy. had dinner den went home with fred and decided to blog! enjoi reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss hym!~ will i get mua chance to be wit eu once again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111901336870745432?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111901336870745432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111901336870745432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111901336870745432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111901336870745432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/hatred.html' title='HATRED!!~'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111892088722772114</id><published>2005-06-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:21:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i carn help falling in lurvee wit eu</title><content type='html'>gosh! reallie didnt do much todae. woke up onlie at 12.3opm. dats becos i slept at 4.ooam yesterdae.  yak on da bed wit mua syzta. 9 hours in wonderland. (: acceptable okae! once i got up from bed den i headed to da twelet to bath den ate koko krunch while watching teevee.a show hosted by oprah. nyce show shey. its actuallie a show where some american people talk about their lifes and others can get a chance to learn from their stories. kewl ryte. (: watched it wit mua mama. den once da show ended at ard 2.oopm den went to play ps2 wit fred. kept him company as bro waszen around to. den teman him play pai dah bored den decided to watch da teevee again. watched hi-5. [deres a kid in everybody] *angelic smyle*  once hi-5 ended den i on da computer to do some editing of pix. and to blog. den wen i was browsin thru frenster, came across &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m uh d f ar ha n's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; account and was kinda shocked to see dat he uploaded da pix. i edited fer hym. at least someone appreciates mua effort. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i c a r n h e l p f a l l i n g i n l u r v e e w i t e u *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111892088722772114?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111892088722772114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111892088722772114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111892088722772114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111892088722772114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-carn-help-falling-in-lurvee-wit-eu.html' title='i carn help falling in lurvee wit eu'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-111865215436216648</id><published>2005-06-13T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T16:45:30.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it lurvee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;aiz.&lt;strong&gt; j&lt;/strong&gt;ust got to noe dat Ahmad Tarmizie dah break ngan his ghurl. &lt;strong&gt;p&lt;/strong&gt;ity dem. &lt;strong&gt;p&lt;/strong&gt;adahal dah lamer. &lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;mm. &lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;en smlm chat wit hym. &lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;e was acting kinda wierd. &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;ut no comments tho. (: &lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;hat pon kejap jek. &lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;os he gotta go do some cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;en went to west coast to grab dinner wit my whole famelee. &lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;nd saw hasree and the fads. &lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;asree is sho kiute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;ut my heart is styll fer &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m uh d f ar h a n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it will oways be. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-111865215436216648?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/111865215436216648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=111865215436216648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111865215436216648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/111865215436216648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-it-lurvee.html' title='is it lurvee?'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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-9901853.post-112029750940895175</id><published>2005-06-01T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T07:42:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'kal.</title><content type='html'>oh my gawd!! i hate the morning i had for todae. it simply sux for mie! but its in the morning onie horhh! hahax. it was actuallie caused by a few thingy and the ferst one was caused by cadet liutenant i'kal. he had promised to meet mie up at choa chu kang mrt station to attend skewl togeder. i wayted from 7:1o a.m to about 7:3o a.m wen suddenlie an sms was recieved. i read the sms and it was from him. he saed dat he just woke up and is having fever. and he wont be meeting mie. i was sho farked up. i den quickly boarded the train which had just arrived and rang up randell to get hym to wayte for mie. den i reached yishun about 2o minutes layter and was sho shocked to see dan dere as well. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we headed for yishun interchange and saw sara. den she told us dat lesson will start onie at 9:oo a.m and end at 12:oo p.m. dat was anoder thingy dat spoilt my dae! freako teacher! never inform us before hand. we den decided to walk to skewl and slacked under the void deck to waste tyme. den slacked for abt 3o minutes before heading for skewl. den we headed for skewl.&lt;br /&gt;once i entered the class, i argued wit my teacher about her not informing us dat the lesson starts layte but she argued back and saed she did remind us one week ago! waddeheck? how were we supposed to noe dat it was finalised. she kept putting the balme on us for toking while she was toking and not listening to her. and i went "watdeva larh cher!" =p had lessons den at ard 11:ooa.m had our tea break. went to the canteen wit randell to buy nuggets and peach tea. brought it to class to eat den unluckie mie kena caught by a teacher. hahax. ate outside den once i finished eating, quickly went in back to complete my jobsheet. sempat played catchin wit afy before going home. he arh sho lame. beat here and dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to northpoint cos the bus stop was damn crowded. den headed for KFC to haf lunch. and my lunch was on randell. hehex. tanx bro! ((: ate lunch den trained down to jurong east wit daphne but she took onie tyll sembawang cos she had to do up a new ez-link card. i slept whlie was in the train. too tired arh. den woke up and saw an SCDF guy sitting. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 1:55p.m den was lying on the bed and fell asleep. in my uniform! hahax. woke up onie at 7:3op.m and quickly took a bath. den decided to watch teevee wit fred. den at around 8:oop.m went to grannies place to eat dinner! and finally came home to blog in dis shit! hahax. kkiex. now im out from here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: err. i'kal, i knew yew were reallie syck todae. i am sho shorrie for throwing my anger on yew and not believing the werds of urs at ferst. apology pleaded kiex!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9901853-112029750940895175?l=butterflybaybee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/feeds/112029750940895175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9901853&amp;postID=112029750940895175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112029750940895175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9901853/posts/default/112029750940895175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflybaybee.blogspot.com/2005/06/ikal.html' title='i&apos;kal.'/><author><name>yanaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14155865320039789539</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>
