<?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-8686092863469582321</id><updated>2011-08-01T09:20:57.798-07:00</updated><category term='burden'/><category term='cannonball'/><category term='2009'/><category term='bags'/><category term='quote'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='blood'/><category term='art'/><category term='terengganu'/><category term='20th'/><category term='britney'/><category term='david cook'/><category term='abandoned'/><category term='work'/><category term='heal'/><category term='2008'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='jam packed'/><category term='mayflower'/><category term='healing'/><category term='raya'/><category term='replaced'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='jeans'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='process'/><category term='foreverandalways'/><category term='students'/><category term='bintan'/><category term='bored'/><category term='dressup'/><category term='happy'/><category term='randomess'/><category term='damien rice'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='the beatles'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='time'/><category term='convocation'/><category term='bandage'/><category term='forgotten'/><category term='circus'/><category term='diploma'/><category term='collide'/><category term='busy'/><category term='together'/><category term='stories'/><category term='closet'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Spill it up.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-8514067005102339324</id><published>2010-10-12T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:59:32.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments</title><content type='html'>Assignments are piling up! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-8514067005102339324?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8514067005102339324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=8514067005102339324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8514067005102339324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8514067005102339324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/10/assignments.html' title='Assignments'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-2543022613086206905</id><published>2010-10-05T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:07:12.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>From my personal opinion, weblog is a good resource of communication between teachers and students. Using weblog, it will saves time for the teacher to post assignments for the students to do as the teacher could upload the assignments anytime and anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-2543022613086206905?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2543022613086206905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2543022613086206905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2543022613086206905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2543022613086206905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/10/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-1142732839755594960</id><published>2010-10-05T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:41:43.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Email blog</title><content type='html'>Woah, I publish a post through my gmail. Okay, all of this are for ICT lessons. &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;fana was here.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1142732839755594960?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1142732839755594960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1142732839755594960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1142732839755594960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1142732839755594960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/10/email-blog.html' title='Email blog'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-8811955571580074348</id><published>2010-10-05T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:20:24.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretty Reckless - Make Me Wanna Die (Viral Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYeGw-bo430?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYeGw-bo430?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-8811955571580074348?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8811955571580074348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=8811955571580074348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8811955571580074348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8811955571580074348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/10/pretty-reckless-make-me-wanna-die-viral.html' title='The Pretty Reckless - Make Me Wanna Die (Viral Version)'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-1566157686998274171</id><published>2010-10-05T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:08:18.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DED137</title><content type='html'>try try try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1566157686998274171?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1566157686998274171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1566157686998274171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1566157686998274171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1566157686998274171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/10/ded137.html' title='DED137'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4512464248538311285</id><published>2010-05-31T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T02:57:13.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movingon.</title><content type='html'>Ive moved. http://splithebananas.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4512464248538311285?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4512464248538311285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4512464248538311285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4512464248538311285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4512464248538311285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/05/movingon.html' title='Movingon.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4998124628977979224</id><published>2010-01-09T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:45:14.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lKtimhzRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/cd07Qwd9VLs/s1600-h/DSCN3026bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lKtimhzRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/cd07Qwd9VLs/s320/DSCN3026bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949372387446034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning two thousand and nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About career.&lt;br /&gt;About future.&lt;br /&gt;About moving on.&lt;br /&gt;About not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;About finding love.&lt;br /&gt;About cherishing.&lt;br /&gt;About standing on my own.&lt;br /&gt;About happiness.&lt;br /&gt;About patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;About pursuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was an awesome year for me. Found kental and fall in love all over again. Went on multiple holidays with my loved ones. Met new friends and old friends. And I grew up, well not in height, lol, but my view on life and everything else. I could have never ask for more. I have everything I need now. And I'm going to cherish it. =D I do want to thank &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; for letting me go because I could have never met kental if he hadn't let me go. So thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, my resolution for you is MORE FREAKING HOLIDAYS TRIPS! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4998124628977979224?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4998124628977979224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4998124628977979224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4998124628977979224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4998124628977979224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/01/learn.html' title='learn.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lKtimhzRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/cd07Qwd9VLs/s72-c/DSCN3026bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-332068008255746030</id><published>2010-01-09T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:29:36.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eighth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lFyqVfnUI/AAAAAAAAAck/ddMIaVihZxo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lFyqVfnUI/AAAAAAAAAck/ddMIaVihZxo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424943962804690242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lFsMgqIhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2qoTuCuaEdI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lFsMgqIhI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2qoTuCuaEdI/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424943851719238162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat wendy's last week. The meat portion was okay, I've tasted better burgers though. Had a good time, rachel sheesha for the first time, disturbed kaka ALOT! haha. And of course get to spend time with kental. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've turned 8 months recently, so he treated me to fish n co. The platter was huge but I still prefer Manhattan fish market though. It tastes better. I'm still contemplating on these 2 cameras that I have to choose before February as my dear kental is going to buy for me. =DDD Its between fujifilm instax and diana blackjack. I'm in love with diana black jack butttttt I really want another instant camera. I told him I could buy it on my own but he insisted to buy for me. Gasak kau lah. hhehe. I won't obliged to that. hehe. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be watching Avatar later with kental before he book in. I heard so many raves about it, so its about time I go and watch it. Oh, if you haven't catch sherlock holmes, you better. Its really really good. Robert downey jr = yum yum yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-332068008255746030?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/332068008255746030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=332068008255746030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/332068008255746030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/332068008255746030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighth.html' title='eighth.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lFyqVfnUI/AAAAAAAAAck/ddMIaVihZxo/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-6114187409092563518</id><published>2010-01-01T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:10:53.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>timbre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lCythN3JI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HkHM2dJEsDU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lCythN3JI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HkHM2dJEsDU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424940665124281490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lCNV-fahI/AAAAAAAAAcM/LVfupSIWV4s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lCNV-fahI/AAAAAAAAAcM/LVfupSIWV4s/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424940023149455890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days ending up to 2010 were busy, busy, busy. Celebrated Rizzal's surprise 21st birthday at timbre. It was fun but it would be more fun if kental was there with me. But he was in camp as usual. =/ heh. Aderyl bought him a Nikon camera. WOAH. Rizzal is definitely a lucky man. hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the countdown, as kental had guard duty on that freaking day =(, I went out with my friends to haji lane and then to clarke quay to party. It was freaking packed with people. I still couldnt believe that its 2010 already. Where has 2009 pass, man. As my parents were overseas, they slept over my house and had movie marathon till the wee morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kental is coming over to keep me company before we go off for dinner with my friends. =D Miss him like crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-6114187409092563518?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6114187409092563518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=6114187409092563518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6114187409092563518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6114187409092563518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2010/01/timbre.html' title='timbre.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/S0lCythN3JI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HkHM2dJEsDU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-4502906006339571883</id><published>2009-12-21T23:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:40:33.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pingpong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzCALHLnd-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/UQMIeBbTQ7Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzCALHLnd-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/UQMIeBbTQ7Y/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971280121395170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB__ckxvGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/V7P2M0-9Vc4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB__ckxvGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/V7P2M0-9Vc4/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971079705640034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB_msaPoeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/sIfdUYv35Mc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB_Glsa2QI/AAAAAAAAAbc/cRBpgdsnA7o/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970102901070082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB-_HeCnPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KWXu-LuL25E/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB-_HeCnPI/AAAAAAAAAbU/KWXu-LuL25E/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417969974528613618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB-VwI_IjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/LWtCSoEJpeE/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB9U__GinI/AAAAAAAAAa0/uZsoDkr2IHs/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968151453665906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB81DnELYI/AAAAAAAAAas/coJqfd53dHU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB81DnELYI/AAAAAAAAAas/coJqfd53dHU/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417967602670775682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB8sS-IC2I/AAAAAAAAAak/-Z-QR5InrE4/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB8sS-IC2I/AAAAAAAAAak/-Z-QR5InrE4/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417967452175207266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB8lGEkrDI/AAAAAAAAAac/-Jh91vC7DP4/s1600-h/wan21stbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzB8lGEkrDI/AAAAAAAAAac/-Jh91vC7DP4/s320/wan21stbday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417967328453504050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok trip was superblyfreakingtasticlyawesomeness. I learned new 'naughty' sign languages from the taxi driver, Juk who is damn hilarious. We were totally adventurous there. We walked here and there around Pratunam area. I think we walked more than shopping. lol. We went to the floating market where Mat bought a 'very' expensive guitar and we also went to the crocodile farm which apparently was the biggest crocodile farm in the world. Took a lot of photos there as per usual. The rest of the days and nights were spend at shopping places and night markets. I bought alot of stuffs and all of them are cheap. Thanks to my kental. He's like my bargaining partner. He was a bargaining pro not giving up till I get the good price. haha. I tried padthai for the first time and I'm craving for it now. It is so damn delicious! I want to go back there again and this time, I want to try out the theme park. From the brochure, it looks so much fun. Me and roller coasters. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kental got into sispec, so right now he's in pasir laba. I can't wait for him to book out this coming thursday and hopefully, he will get silver or gold for his ippt this wed so he doesn't need to book in on fri which I think is chicken feet for him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the week before we went bkk, I treated him to a belated birthday dinner at manhattan fish market. The food portion was super huge. Lucky for me, he's a food monster so he end up finishing up the food. I also surprised him with a swatch watch that I hid in his bag. I really do hope he likes it as I remembered that was the watch he wanted and hinted to me. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I finally bought myself an itouch (32gb). =D Now, thats my baby, not forgetting my handphone. But, I feel like trading my phone to a bb. Hmmmm, its very tempting as starhub are giving offers for bb. Temptation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents will be off next week to Terrenganu. So the whole house will be mine for 4 days. AWESOMENESS! Still am contemplating to go to a party or just slack somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to meet Ida now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4502906006339571883?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4502906006339571883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4502906006339571883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4502906006339571883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4502906006339571883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pingpong.html' title='pingpong.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SzCALHLnd-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/UQMIeBbTQ7Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-2886833119218204564</id><published>2009-12-02T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:11:33.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gazing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SxZSKwHlMnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7yCuWVDZkIE/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SxZSKwHlMnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7yCuWVDZkIE/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410602347001098866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SxZRx1SGt2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Dh3aCfT_ens/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SxZRx1SGt2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Dh3aCfT_ens/s320/16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410601918890686306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its exactly 2 more days to kental's 21st birthday, 7 more days to kental's pop and 12 more days to bangkok. Fuh, there's going to be alot of counting downs and I can't contain my excitement any longer. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling December is going to be an awesome month. My parents are going overseas at the end of this month till January 3. So, what else, time to partyyyyyy. =D My cousin and I have something up our sleeve so I really hope we will execute it. =DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had ongoing dates with kental (which I deserved =X )as he booked out earlier due to him getting gold for his ippt and also Hari Raya Haji. So, from wednesday till saturday, we had lazy dates from moon gazing and getting insect bites everywhere on our body. But I ain't complaining, he will always make my day. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you have totally forgotten about us and been hanging out with them alot. I'm actually disappointed and sad as I recalled you have said that you won't forget about us and would make time for us and I know that you are not working now. So that would meant you are free right? Where are the smses? The calls? Why must it always be me that have to make the first move? I'm exhausted of it and frankly, I find you very hypocritical. I did pour out my secrets to you as I trusted you, so where did it go? Whatever it is, I hope you are happy with your life now and if you needed a friend to talk to, I'm always here for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am missing hazwan haron. very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-2886833119218204564?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2886833119218204564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2886833119218204564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2886833119218204564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2886833119218204564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/12/gazing.html' title='gazing.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SxZSKwHlMnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7yCuWVDZkIE/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-6293338651862192262</id><published>2009-11-21T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:20:25.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunflower.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SwjVKgiC_GI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-mzmWlg7XUc/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SwjS9vSDLbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kYxvHRPBLkQ/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406803310764305842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SwjS4mcS-nI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0NxLoGAmRYQ/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SwjS4mcS-nI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0NxLoGAmRYQ/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406803222492019314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been mia-ing for god knows when. Been busy well, with life basically. I turned 21 years, we turned 1/2 a year. Lose some people, gain some people. Work was endless fun and now its the holidays break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Bangkok this coming December with kental, rabz and mat. I'm so looking forward to it, man. I've been checking out the places of interest and of course, the shopping areas. I'm so going to shop till I drop and capture a lot of photos there and maybe snapped a photo of kental sleeping and videotaping him snoring. =X,oops. You know I still love you right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twenty one was awesome, I couldn't have ask for more. My parents surprised me with presents and we went to carousel to celebrate my birthday. Turning 21 at the stroke of midnight with my friends was great. Kental surprised me with a sunflower at my house gate on the morning of my birthday. I just spend the whole day with him. He ended my birthday with more than I can have ask for. Thank you love. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, kental is going to pop in 2 weeks times. I so can't wait for it maybe I'm more excited for it than him. lol. NS has definitely taken a toll on us, only god knows how hard it is. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've turned half a year old, and I admit, I wasn't the best company and you weren't either, heh, but those imperfections of yours made me fall in love with you even more. I love your nonsensical faces when we are taking photos together, your humor, your stupid farts anywhere everywhere ( hah! ), your thinking of yourself being 'hot', your pet names for me for eg, baboon. GRRR, you in your army uniform (kind of turns me on :p ), your metal braces, your independence/confidence, your ability to make me laugh even how upset I am with you. Most importantly, I love your heart, baby. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, onto some good news, I've passed both my BTT and FTT =DD, so now I have to focus on my practical driving in the circuit and outside. Ever since, I drove outside, I'm so psyched in wanting to pass my TP. Insya Allah, next year, I will get my license. That will be my number 1 goal for now! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been moody lately, maybe, because its the time of the month again. Off to satisfy my cravings of waffles and chocolate now. yum yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-6293338651862192262?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6293338651862192262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=6293338651862192262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6293338651862192262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6293338651862192262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunflower.html' title='sunflower.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SwjVKgiC_GI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-mzmWlg7XUc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-4614359713480813601</id><published>2009-08-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:47:18.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wreck</title><content type='html'>An emotional wreck.&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy with everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Invisible to the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;Mind tangled up, so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions to be made. &lt;br /&gt;Need, need, I repeat again, need to open up.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing away those who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Hurting them along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a toll on everything.&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye seems like a good idea, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4614359713480813601?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4614359713480813601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4614359713480813601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4614359713480813601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4614359713480813601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/08/wreck.html' title='wreck'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7199113325691601043</id><published>2009-08-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:00:38.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>braces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; 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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Baby have finally gotten his braces. He looks like a total geek but still he is my kental geek. haha. Anyways, these past few weeks, there were some misunderstandings between 2 of my friends that I have to step in that is to confront them. Hopefully, everything is alright now and that they have forgiven each other and learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;SOOO, haja has finally gotten a girlfriend! hah. And the way he asked the girl to be his is SO bollywood. haha. But anywho, I'm happy for you. =D And he got through the MJ's impersonation contest. He did a brilliant job dancing. So proud of him! Zima also joined the Young designer's competition and she got through the semi finals with Erah. I wish them all the best. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I've been busy with work nowadays. With the book check, catching the students for their works, marking their MASTERPIECES (lol!), designing for the school's poster and NDP brochure. I can't wait for the 1 week september holiday! I will definitely catch up on my sleep for that entire week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Wan got his NS enlistment letter and he's going in less that a month. I'm sooo going to miss him terribly but the sooner he go in, the faster he finished his NS. =D Anyways, I miss my cousin so much! I wonder when is she free from her busy schedule to date me. (hinting you, RABS =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Me and Wan went to the Zoo the other day. It was supposed to be a surprise treat from me as he really wanted to go to the zoo badly to see his relatives aka Baboons and Orang utan. =P It was fun fun fun. Actually, whenever he is around, it will be fun. =D I hope you like the treat, baby. (no obligations, you MUST love the treat. =P) So, now I'm waiting for my B &amp;amp; J ice cream. heh. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Along has finally gotten engaged! WEE, so happy for him. He looks very happy and excited that day. =D Kak Diana gave him alot of stuffs for the engagement. I can feel how much Kak Diana loves him. I cant wait for them to get  married which would be either next year or in 2 years time. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Off now to eat my breakfast. Ta ta. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&amp;amp;ei=4gCOSvuUJI3q6APb9MTMCg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=brochure&amp;amp;spell=1" class="spell"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&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/8686092863469582321-7199113325691601043?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7199113325691601043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7199113325691601043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7199113325691601043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7199113325691601043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/08/braces.html' title='braces.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/So3-EB_tvKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tIK_8JzmYP0/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-7248814762853419489</id><published>2009-07-12T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:17:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SltJlwY22_I/AAAAAAAAATY/sYL-15cY46M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SltNc4pQZFI/AAAAAAAAATg/BIl_1HzfM0o/s400/wandahterbiat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357961340324439122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few weeks ago, got a call from a past. It was sudden but whatever it is, I am over and done with that part of my life. Nonetheless, I do appreciate his call and I hope he is feeling better now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, this whole week was madness fun hanging out with my friends and of course, wan. I am actually glad that wan can mingle well with my friends. And that my friends all approve of him, so its a good sign. =D As usual, we went to sheesha and just spurts out nonsense stuffs. That particular day, Farid wore this chain shirt thingy, and I was very intrigued with that shirt that I kept asking him questions about it. HAHA. Ooo, Zima had her first puff of sheesha that day and she kind of liked it. Oh gosh. haha. I hope she won't get addicted to it like how addicted I am to it. haha. This friday, might have another sheesha session. Farid, better come, he's my FASCINATION. HAHAHAHA! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a lazy date with Wan too. We went to starbucks to disturb each other and we took alot of stupid continous photos of us. And oh gosh, that guy can make me laugh until I cry. I think I have abs from laughing at all his merepekness and kentalness and slengerness. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to sentosa with zima and her friend, shad and of course, WAN. hah. As per usual, it rained whenever zima is in sentosa. hehe. =X Maybe next time, I plan the sentosa outing okay, zima. hehe. But it was fun anyway as my BOYFRIEND was there. hahha. (hadtoemphasiseonthatorelsehemarahme,haha) He made us laugh with his stupid lame jokes again! haha. And I accidentally smacked his erhem erhem. OOPPSIE, my bet. haha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to waves yesterday, and now I have mosquito bites all over my legs. Its so BLOODY red and big. GRRR. I think I should take a photo of it and post it. Wannnn, I still want to eat your flavour of B&amp;amp;J ice cream. hehe. This time, I win the bet, and you blanja okay. hehehe. Oh, I so cant wait for next monday, babyy. Thanks for the gold class harry potter. =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another shopping trip with Zimz tomorrow. Wee, Im itching to pierce my ear and maybe stocked up on my bras and panties. Wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMFG, wan is making me laugh like mad in MSN through our webcams. I think I should post the photo up here. HAHAHAHAHA. Oh gosh, no wonder I'm falling head over heels for him. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Off to get ready for work tomorrow. Goodnight people. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zimz - What the fuck is up between you and you know who? WAHAHHA. As long as you're happy and you know your limits. =D And please be a bitch to guys okay. hehe. I think you know what I mean. hahaha. =D&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/8686092863469582321-7248814762853419489?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7248814762853419489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7248814762853419489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7248814762853419489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7248814762853419489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/07/waves.html' title='waves.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SltJlwY22_I/AAAAAAAAATY/sYL-15cY46M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-561272525652243128</id><published>2009-06-27T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:36:02.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snorkel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Skb5sCow2DI/AAAAAAAAARQ/f2AGiHhGTL8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Skb09pGnJAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_DvFwzQ4pXw/s400/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352234547019195394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My June holiday is almost over and tomorrow I'm going to start slaving for MOE again. My June holiday was awesome! I went to Phuket which was breathtakingly beautiful. The people, the scenery, it was like out of a postcard literally. I enjoyed myself there and I would definitely like to go back there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Celebrated Kaka's birthday but it was belated as he was in Thailand during his birthday, The ice cream cake was so delicious, I want more. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Two of my colleagues had their last day of work last month. It was sad as they were my kakis. heh. I will definitely miss them when work starts tomorrow. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Went out on dates with my kental guy. =D He is officially my movie buddy. And he promised to treat me gold class for Harry Potter and Half Blood Prince. Weee. Heart heart you. =D July July! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Zima has OFFICIALLY graduated from NAFA! So proud of her. All her hard work has finally pay off and kudos to her amazing collection. She invited me to her fashion grad show, and I was totally in awed with all the collections that walked down the runway. And not to forget, the male models are jaw dropping gorgeous. hah. And, zimzz, may I borrow your grey leggings? hehe. I LOVE IT, okay. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And my dear cousin turned TWENTY ONE! She's officially legal for anything. WOO. Celebrated her birthday with her, had spoilers because of these two guys. (coughcough, wanandyc, hah). Went to sleepover her house, after. But overall, it was fun hanging out and just talking about random stuffs. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Soooo this two stooges, Farid and Haja keep telling me that they wanted to meet me before I fly off to Phuket but it was always cancelled, so the other day, AFTER I got back from Phuket, me and zima went to meet up with them, FINALLY! hah. We went to accompany them to the dance studio at Arab St. Watching them dance, made me want to kick off my flats and dance together with them. heh. After the dance practice, we went to haji lane to have our late late dinner and sheesha. It was fun fun fun. And I really think Haja was damn high on that night. He was like leaning and putting his hands all over Zima. hahahahaha. Haja haja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyways, I LOVE Marsha's house. The location, the environment. GRR, I'm so jealous. hah. Shopping with her was fun the other day. We were finding for new dresses to wear to a prize giving ceremony tomorrow. I so can't wait. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yesterday was supposed to go bowling with Wan, but all the bowling centres are FULL! We were disappointed as we really wanted to bowl. Then end up, we went sheesha and his friends came over too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And today was actually my rest day as tomorrow is work (killme). BUT, that guy named wan (hah) called me around 130 saying that his friend had an extra ticket to Transformers 2 which was at 3. So.I literally rushed from Cck all the way to Suntec. It was not too bad, I was 15 minutes late. hah. The movie was good but I still prefer the first one. We watched with hardi and his on and off gf, atikah (haha) and his friend Rizzal, (Ithinkthathisname). lol. So now, I want to rest and get mentally ready for work tomorrow. GRR, I still want more holidays. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Zimz - I can't wait to meet you on Friday to gossip and introduce my bf, who you actually have met before. hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Rabz - Driving driving driving. woooo. hehe. Tuesday baby. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="r"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a realurl="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/" href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/" class="l" onmousedown="return rwt(this,'','','res','1','AFQjCNGU6x6DlE-PDX4gsXJAWCpdNDC1bw','&amp;amp;sig2=OYdJYnkJCR8nSVIv90G3uw')"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-561272525652243128?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/561272525652243128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=561272525652243128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/561272525652243128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/561272525652243128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/06/snorkel.html' title='snorkel.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Skb5sCow2DI/AAAAAAAAARQ/f2AGiHhGTL8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-319614833856088905</id><published>2009-06-27T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:47:36.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inhale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm feeling those feelings again. And I'm scared out of my mind to fall again. As I know how the after effects feel like. But my motto in life is, WHY THE HELL NOT. or maybe I inhaled too much while sheeshaing just now that my head is feeling light headed now and I'm rambling shits. But fuck cares, I think I'm having major feelings for him and I can't hide it anymore. Oh gosh, his merepekness and the ability to make me laugh on any fucking thing makes me go giddy for him. hah. And he's different from other guys I dated, in terms of character wise. A breathe of fresh air, I might say. heh. I think you all get the drift that I'm UN single. I'm actually shocked at myself as I only knew him, like what less than a month, and we are together. I have no idea why but we just clicked. In every thing. heh. Those tingling feelings (perhaps its just the first few months, every rship is) but heck, I love that feeling. And I really wish, it will stay. But for now, I want to take it slow and inhale every little thing that we do. And not repeat the mistakes I did from my past rships. Lessons learnt, fana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, I am so tired. Been going out every single day for the past week, and my bed is calling me. I will update more tomorrow with photos. WOO, from phuket and everything else. So good nite blogging world. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-319614833856088905?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/319614833856088905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=319614833856088905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/319614833856088905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/319614833856088905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/06/inhale.html' title='inhale.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4846544027429566682</id><published>2009-05-10T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:25:12.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeMF-DQBuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/344yjAWu4gc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeMF-DQBuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/344yjAWu4gc/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334386317827507938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeL1svNZQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sgp4osTBKSc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeL1svNZQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sgp4osTBKSc/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334386038302139650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLv_vmzfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7zFr0laBYWI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLv_vmzfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/7zFr0laBYWI/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334385940324863474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLpAcMF7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sdGjKncgiU0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLpAcMF7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sdGjKncgiU0/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334385820252772274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLjOTN8xI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WTgPXwUKfVQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLjOTN8xI/AAAAAAAAAN4/WTgPXwUKfVQ/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334385720894026514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLb_U_77I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hjt-_ZWXenk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeLb_U_77I/AAAAAAAAANw/Hjt-_ZWXenk/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334385596615880626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeK_vL5wiI/AAAAAAAAANY/QVDynY5QU0s/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeK_vL5wiI/AAAAAAAAANY/QVDynY5QU0s/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334385111246422562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeKo93TdOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/840EQqX-ZOk/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeKo93TdOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/840EQqX-ZOk/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334384720049566946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeKhD8ZImI/AAAAAAAAANI/PySBsxhThtc/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeKhD8ZImI/AAAAAAAAANI/PySBsxhThtc/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334384584242569826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for an update, people. Many things happen this past few weeks. First thing first, CATS was fuckinglyawesometastic. I do hope Rabz had a good time as it was her ADVANCE birthday present. heh. It ended quite late but we still hang around esplanade till 1 plus with Wan even though Rabz had work the next day. heh. Watched Xmen with Wan last week. The movie was okay, the duration was kind of short, need more of Gambit. wahaha. But the whole day was fun with my merepek man. hehe. Anyways, I'm still undecided as single or Un-single as I LOVE being single and independent but Wan might change my outlook of being single. wahaha. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ooooo, I can't wait for June! I'm going to Phuket, baby. =DD AND, Bali is SO ON! Wooohooo. =D Anyone want to join us to Bali? heh. Speaking of holidays, I have to buy a luggage, my old one has been disposed. Preferably, billabong or volcom but I will see tomorrow when I go shopping with Rabz and Wan. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, my observation went WELL! I'm kind of proud of myself to be able to overcome it. =D Pat on the back. hehe. =D And so now, all I'm waiting is to go to NIE, hopefully, the July intake, Insya Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to get ready to go to Rabz house and off to her NGEE ANN for her convocation. FINALLY, her graduation. I'm so damn proud of her! Congrats, love! =D Hugs and Kisses. Anyways, you and bude, erhem erhem. hehe. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Rabz, only you know. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4846544027429566682?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4846544027429566682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4846544027429566682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4846544027429566682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4846544027429566682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/05/cats.html' title='cats.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SgeMF-DQBuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/344yjAWu4gc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-8999608744148709222</id><published>2009-04-13T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:03:35.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm supposed to sleep now after getting only 3 hours of sleep yesterday but I just could not. heh. I went home around 2 in the morning yesterday due to Mr fire fighter. heh. Went to meet his friends at Dhoby and then his friend drove us in his van (reminds me of lords of dogtown.. hah) to Memo for them to skate. And omg, I was literally in skate heaven. hahha. Zim, you definitely should be there. I think you will be melting. heh. But I was only like eyeing on him, of course. hehe. SWOONS. heh. He was so effing cute when he did his tricks and I tried to keep my cool though. hah. He's mature for his age, I mean the way he thinks although he's like only one year older than me. And his friends keep giving us cheeky smiles whenever we talk with each other. heh. And almost all his friends know who I am without me introducing. hah. Hmm, we will see how it goes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And because of the insufficient sleep, I was really hit with the Monday blues. hah. I couldn't wake up that I had to force myself up. And I, even have to force myself to teach the students, lucky for me, they were well behaved today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Another day tomorrow. Can't wait for Wednesday. Another outing day with Rabz. =DD Anyways, Rabz, those 2 hypocrites deserved each other seriously. I don't understand why she goes back to him after all the stuff he did and said to her. Where is her dignity man? Oh gosh, she needs some common sense in her. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Alrighty, off to bed even though, its only 6 in the afternoon. Goodnight world. =D&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/8686092863469582321-8999608744148709222?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8999608744148709222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=8999608744148709222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8999608744148709222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8999608744148709222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/04/memo.html' title='memo.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-296952163202244475</id><published>2009-04-10T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:59:06.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firefighter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Sd9QAkRymcI/AAAAAAAAANA/vFEtTbdz5wM/s1600-h/rabzme3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Sd9QAkRymcI/AAAAAAAAANA/vFEtTbdz5wM/s400/rabzme3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323061255243733442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend, I went out with Rabz and we were like the slackest and craziest people there with us singing to the songs by this rock and roll band at the waterfront. Forgotten the name. heh. Oh gosh, I miss her craziness. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I went out yesterday night with this fire fighter . And well, it was surprisingly fun. =DD Met him around 8 plus as usual I was late. hah. Then, we went to grab dinner first. His treat, of course. heh. =X Then we just walked and walked and sat at this place near Somerset which I called 'blue place'. hah. And we just talked and joked. I was the talkative and clumsy one. I don't know what have become of me. I was so talkative with him. (in his mind, right now, eh asal pompuan nie, becok sgt. hah.) And we shared stories and stuffs. He made me laugh and all, which is a good sign, right. heh. He also offered to teach me how to skate as he is a skateboarder. swoons. heh. =X And, he's cute. =XX Well, my kind of cute. lol. Came home rather late but it was all worth it. heh. =X Oh gosh, there are so many options for me to choose and too much options make me fickle minded (being a Libra is not helping at all =X). Every option has their good and bad. grrrr. Whatever happens, happens. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So work has been good despite some downs. But the students make me smile every time I meet them in class. Except pearl of course. lol! Oh and next week, the principal and vice principal are going to observe me in class one of the days.. I'm so nervous! I have to think of the lesson plan. I hope I won't like be clumsy or whatsoever on that day. =X Oh, and I have to take care of  CCA club and guess which club I was appointed to. I've got 2 CCAs. (this shows that my June holidays are going to be jam packed =( ) One is Malay dance and another one is photography club. And I'm glad I got into photography club as there will be a professional photographer who will bring the club out and shoot photos. How cool is that. hmm. heh. And there's this relief teacher who teaches Maths and omg he's so eye candy. ahaahaha. Sempat juga eh fana. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully, tmr will be meeting Rabz. She said that she got lots to tell me so I definitely can't wait. I'm always up for it. heh. =X I guess that is why I've made up my mind in pursuing a degree in psychology as I'm always interested in people's life and have always been a listening ear. So maybe I should make that as my career right. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zima, so much to tell you but there seems to have no time or stuffs happening. hmmm. Next week, I have to go and print already so I will definitely meet you all. =) And tell hyd, I miss her too. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-296952163202244475?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/296952163202244475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=296952163202244475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/296952163202244475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/296952163202244475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/04/firefighter.html' title='firefighter.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/Sd9QAkRymcI/AAAAAAAAANA/vFEtTbdz5wM/s72-c/rabzme3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-2626748824254677398</id><published>2009-04-04T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:51:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bohemian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SdgcTeSrcTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pmDLpt9pRUQ/s1600-h/rabzme+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SdgcTeSrcTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pmDLpt9pRUQ/s400/rabzme+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321034080612741426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SdgY6weD_ZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/a-huhWcMr8o/s1600-h/rabzme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SdgY6weD_ZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/a-huhWcMr8o/s400/rabzme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321030357460712850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Work has started the past week. It has a been a hectic week so far with the sports day and setting the sec one's exam paper but I definitely can't wait for this week to come. LONG WEEKEND! heh. Well, basically, the school that I've been posted to is all right. The teachers are friendly and mostly  of them are the same age as me so its all goooood. hah. The students are well secondary students. The usual norm. Nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, many things happen this week. There's this guy whom I got to know for the past 2 months plus. Well, we did go out and stuffs andddd he kind of ask me to be his recently. I still have not answered him yet though. I do not want to jump straight into a relationship after a 1 yr plus relationship. He is definitely a nice guy and his gentlemanliness got me. heh. But secretly, I want to be single. I want to be free than tied down. I really do not know how to turn him down without breaking his heart. hmmm.  Well, there are other guys too and I feel like I'm cheating on him when I'm not even his girlfriend. Help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to start on doing Rabz's birthday invitation card soon. I've created some examples for her. SOO I hope she likes and approves one of them. Speaking of her birthday, I have to find a bohemian ensemble as her theme is bohemian. So shopping here I come. heh. Oh, ZIMA darling, you are definitely invited. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rabz, whatever has happen??? Holler at me soon. OH, good luck for your first day at work tomorrow.  AND thanks for being there. Love you lots! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zima, BABEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Hugging you yesterday was the best. hahahah. Okay that sounds wrong. BUT reallllyyyy! haha. And yea, he is hot! Those hunky hot. yum yum. hahahah. NO WONDER! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marsh, sorry for the postponing of our dates. Busy with work. =( I promise soooonnnnn. And HB, I think he is desperate for a girl. You deserve someone better. Hugss. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rach, Liverpool Liverpool. haha. Well, we are going, we are going. =DD And you're lucky, your sis is paying for you. heh. Hopefully, the date is fixed soon. =)&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/8686092863469582321-2626748824254677398?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2626748824254677398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2626748824254677398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2626748824254677398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2626748824254677398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/04/bohemian.html' title='bohemian.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SdgcTeSrcTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pmDLpt9pRUQ/s72-c/rabzme+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-7069753399141428638</id><published>2009-03-22T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T04:53:18.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlt4qvmaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/E1JO5QyHYmg/s1600-h/gentingkl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlt4qvmaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/E1JO5QyHYmg/s400/gentingkl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315977880393456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlleIkydI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FxjuQoh6h_o/s1600-h/gentingkl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlleIkydI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FxjuQoh6h_o/s400/gentingkl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315977735831865810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlcwI9HXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VNQpzX6jEF4/s1600-h/gentingkl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlcwI9HXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VNQpzX6jEF4/s400/gentingkl3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315977586046475634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlDHeptNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NZLHJQm-XkY/s1600-h/gentingkl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlDHeptNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NZLHJQm-XkY/s400/gentingkl4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315977145634895058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYk6g5dxLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XKh6N2e-Fg0/s1600-h/gentingkl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYk6g5dxLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XKh6N2e-Fg0/s400/gentingkl5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976997839422642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkl3BjOgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/40yhYbSlPIw/s1600-h/gentingkl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkl3BjOgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/40yhYbSlPIw/s400/gentingkl6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976643001661954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkbBhxJDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NFItAAU42g4/s1600-h/gentingkl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkbBhxJDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/NFItAAU42g4/s400/gentingkl7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976456842585138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkIKeUWmI/AAAAAAAAALw/S2AXzdhEAeA/s1600-h/gentingkl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYkIKeUWmI/AAAAAAAAALw/S2AXzdhEAeA/s400/gentingkl8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315976132826520162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjyjug3UI/AAAAAAAAALg/VYCje0b-vFs/s1600-h/gentingkl9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjyjug3UI/AAAAAAAAALg/VYCje0b-vFs/s400/gentingkl9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975761648213314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjo2IzNVI/AAAAAAAAALY/FlU91yMdpac/s1600-h/gentingkl10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjo2IzNVI/AAAAAAAAALY/FlU91yMdpac/s400/gentingkl10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975594791613778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjX3z_DdI/AAAAAAAAALI/5WwDZgYeF7s/s1600-h/gentingkl11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjX3z_DdI/AAAAAAAAALI/5WwDZgYeF7s/s400/gentingkl11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975303183404498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjO3npxcI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZsgYzmHvMk8/s1600-h/gentingkl12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjO3npxcI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZsgYzmHvMk8/s400/gentingkl12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975148512855490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjGPvRfLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VqFBtexuQD0/s1600-h/gentingkl13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYjGPvRfLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VqFBtexuQD0/s400/gentingkl13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315975000368446642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYivFCFnfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PYw68ue7oDs/s1600-h/gentingk14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYivFCFnfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/PYw68ue7oDs/s400/gentingk14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315974602357579250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genting and KL in just one word, freakinglytasticawesomeness. (anewwordIinvented, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made new friends there who made me and my cousin learn to appreciate more of our Malay culture and language. We rode all the rides from the boring to the F thrilling ones both in Genting theme park and Sunway Lagoon. My all time fave would be Space Shot or Solero Shot in Genting. That ride literally made me scream without a voice and my heart in my throat. hah. And I think I saw a slice of heaven while riding the sky way to Genting. =D The view was breathtaking. Slacking at Genting's starbucks from 11pm to 4am with our new friends slacking and chatting about stuffs with Ijam singing songs to me. I was blushing, really. hah. Shopping in KL was a BLAST! Me and Rabz were like going mad with all the stuffs there. And I love the view from our hotel room. We could see the KLCC and the city skyline from our room. I woke up early every day just to witness the sunrise and took photos of them. heh. Damn. I miss the holidays already. Now I can't wait for our weekend getaway soon with Rabz. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rabz, I have my eye on this volcom luggage bag I saw online. I think I'm going to purchase that. Its huge therefore its good for my shopping stuffs. hahahaha. You know what I mean. lol! Oh and babe, I still can't believe my work commences tomorrow. TIME FLIES VERY FAST! ANNDDD I'm kind of missing Ijam. =X. hahhaha. Anws, ILY=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8686092863469582321-7069753399141428638?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7069753399141428638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7069753399141428638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7069753399141428638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7069753399141428638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/03/starbucks.html' title='starbucks.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/ScYlt4qvmaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/E1JO5QyHYmg/s72-c/gentingkl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-7137795425835155830</id><published>2009-03-11T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:51:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dunearn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SbeeHh6P2qI/AAAAAAAAAKo/K1Dnb5HpchE/s1600-h/P10905701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SbeeHh6P2qI/AAAAAAAAAKo/K1Dnb5HpchE/s400/P10905701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311888137705740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The photo above is actually a photo I capture. I saw the lighting and knew I had to capture it. heh. Moving on, everything is in place now. I'm super blessed and lucky to be part of this ongoing journey. I can't wait to commence it. I hope everything will be smooth sailing, Insya ALLAH. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song I'm dying to learn and as usual lyrics come first to me. hah. Love love it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, it’s not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I just forgot to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Didn’t mean, it seems obscene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; We just lost track along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m coming to terms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m starting to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; ’Cause I’m using you, you’re using me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s never as easy as we believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; ’Cause this hurts, I can’t leave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I understand, but can you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m just scared, you’re lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Everyone knows you’re better than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m coming to terms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m starting to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; ’Cause I’m using you, you’re using me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s never as easy as we believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Is this what you need?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Am I what you need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m coming to terms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m starting to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; This ain’t all it’s cracked up to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; ’Cause I’m using you, you’re using me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s never as easy as we believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;carolinaliar/comingtoterms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsha, what THE HELL is up with HB?!? haha. I'm dying to know here. (not literally, again, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rabz, yc or no yc, mingling around is fun. I KNOW. haha. :x &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zimz, he is still bugging me. GRRRRRRRRRRR. Even after I've told him off. Desperate or what man. Gosh. Guys, they just don't have a clue.&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/8686092863469582321-7137795425835155830?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7137795425835155830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7137795425835155830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7137795425835155830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7137795425835155830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/03/dunearn.html' title='dunearn.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SbeeHh6P2qI/AAAAAAAAAKo/K1Dnb5HpchE/s72-c/P10905701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-2812823762889597909</id><published>2009-03-09T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:27:30.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wakingup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A song I'm in love with. Its so gorgeous especially the introduction of the song. I'm going to dedicate this song to anyone who has had their heart broken. =) Now, I really wish I can play the piano. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The waking up is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;You roll outta bed and down on your knees&lt;br /&gt;And for the moment you can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;Wondering was she really here?&lt;br /&gt;Is she standing in my room?&lt;br /&gt;No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The giving up is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;She takes you in with your crying eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then all at once you have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Wondering could you stay my love?&lt;br /&gt;Will you wake up by my side?&lt;br /&gt;No she can't, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooohhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Baby won't you get them if i did?&lt;br /&gt;No you won't, 'cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The waking up is the hardest part &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnmayer/dreamingwithabrokenheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-2812823762889597909?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2812823762889597909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2812823762889597909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2812823762889597909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2812823762889597909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/03/waking.html' title='wakingup.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7867028717419371544</id><published>2009-03-09T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:13:18.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>booked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm exhausted. Booked for the whole of this week by my friends and my lovely cousin. Next week, I will be away. And then the following week, I will officially start working. I'm nervous but definitely excited. Might be going paint balling with my friends in 2 weeks time if I'm not wrong. Anyways, I love love my new piercings. =D heh. Alrighty I'm off to help my father transfer his songs to his phone. hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another song for me to learn. One of my favourite song by one of my favourite band of all time. heh. And of course, the lyrics just meant alot to me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;But nothing was worth it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe it makes me real&lt;br /&gt;I’d thought it’d be easy&lt;br /&gt;But no on believes me&lt;br /&gt;I meant all the things that I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it’s in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I’d say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m better off on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is so empty&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so tempting&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how it got so bad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s so crazy that nothing could save me&lt;br /&gt;But it’s the only thing that I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it’s in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I’d say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m better off on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On my own!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn’t worth it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to believe me&lt;br /&gt;It never gets easy&lt;br /&gt;I guess I knew that all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it’s in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I’d say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m better off on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sum41/pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS.  Zimz, I'm glad you have move on and know that she is in a better place now. AND guys are not worth fighting over. Our friendship is worth more than that. He should be sincere in making friends with you and not wanting to know me too. Just not right. Its like using you to get to know me. WHICH I DESPISE! I won't ever choose a guy who used my friend for his own benefit over a friend who has been there for me through my ups and downs. He is so not worth our time and energy. I LOVE YOU, babe. =D and, Imy so VM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabz, about Adam and Khai, bagaimana yer? heh. F coincidence. ANDDD babe, I think I'm in love with JOONA. hahahhha. He's so hot and talented! hahha. MELTS. I'm like admiring his photographs now and the way he plays the drum and also the way he dresses. hah. I don't know whats with me to photographer and musician. They just turn me on. haha. I had a wonderful night yesterday. Talking about stuffs late at night which is kind of early morning. haha. And the geylang trip was damn tired. hah. But afterall, I had utter fun. Thanks ya. Sayang kau. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-7867028717419371544?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7867028717419371544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7867028717419371544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7867028717419371544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7867028717419371544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/03/booked.html' title='booked.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-9205501568553684612</id><published>2009-03-02T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:46:34.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gentleman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend told me recently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If he's a gentleman, he would have reached out to you without you broadcasting about it. If he's a gentleman, he would have put in effort in making it right without you keep pestering about it. If he's a gentleman, you two will still be friends and would understand each other's situations and not make it awkward anymore. If he's a gentleman, he would not just brushed you off just like that when you both have history together no matter how bad or good it was. If he's a gentleman, he would treat you with respect and sincerity. If he's a gentleman, he would not ever forget about you but instead embrace all the good times he had with you and be there for you even though of what had happened between you two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I find it so true. Thanks di. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its true, some days I sympathise and sometimes even scared of him. Like should I or should I not ask. I don't want to be look at as a someone who is after his money but in reality, I want him to know and realise, I'm strong enough to stand up to him and not be brushed off as the girl he knew before. I just realised I need to stop being weak. He is my weakness. I realised I can't put my heart on my sleeve anymore. I need to take care of it now as it has been bruised hard. I need to enjoy my dates with guys as the thoughts of him still lingers in my mind. I need to stop thinking they are not good enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been taking good care of my health and body. And now I need to take care of my emotional self. And, I hope in the near future, someone could make me feel love again, like this song which is on repeat mode everyday. Right rabz. heh. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember those walls I built&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Well, baby they're tumbling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And they didn't even put up a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; They didn't even make up a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I found a way to let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But I never really had a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Standing in the light of your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I got my angel now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's like I've been awakened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's the risk that I'm takin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I ain't never gonna shut you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can see your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You know you're my saving grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're everything I need and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's written all over your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can feel your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Pray it won't fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hit me like a ray of sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Burning through my darkest night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're the only one that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Think I'm addicted to your light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I swore I'd never fall again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But this don't even feel like falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Gravity can't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To pull me back to the ground again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Feels like I've been awakened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The risk that I'm takin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm never gonna shut you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can see your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You know you're my saving grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're everything I need and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's written all over your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can feel your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Pray it won't fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Halo, halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can see your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You know you're my saving grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're everything I need and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's written all over your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Baby I can feel your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Pray it won't fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can see your halo halo halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;beyonce/halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-9205501568553684612?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/9205501568553684612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=9205501568553684612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/9205501568553684612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/9205501568553684612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/03/gentleman.html' title='gentleman.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7850430810715293486</id><published>2009-02-27T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:47:59.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>minah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm going to be a bitch in this entry. lol. So please don't mind me. I just got to know a certain someone is VERY MINAH. Everything about her from her face to attitude. And only want to converse in English. Its very irritating. I mean, I do converse in English alot too but I do maintain some Malay grounds in me as I know where I came from. But she, omfg. Macam nak sepak itu adalah. I don't usually rant here but I can't take it anymore. My patience has run out after what that person did to me. I need to speak out and can't afford to be weak mentality anymore. ARGHHH. I need to stop bitching as I don't want to be a person who insults another person but sometimes certain people need an insult to get through to them. Okay calm down, fana. Its not worth it. F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, I don't think you are hot, pretty or whatever as I've witness who you really are. The characteristics matters more than materialistic. I don't care whether you have hot legs as apparently you are proud of them. But nah, I disagree. You are just one of those typical minahs trying to be an 'English' poseur. Even my friends say that you kind of look like a ...... (undisclosed) Its kind of mean but hey, TRUTH HURTS. Get a life, minah.&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/8686092863469582321-7850430810715293486?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7850430810715293486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7850430810715293486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7850430810715293486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7850430810715293486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/minah.html' title='minah.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-3562455663456396056</id><published>2009-02-26T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:52:35.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These past few days, I've been dreaming about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. And the dream will consists of us getting married and talking about names for our child, like erliana, natalia and so on. And the funny thing is its always in the morning when I wake up and sleep again. The dreams occur during that time. Its so far fetched, honestly. I want a peaceful sleep but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; has to come and ruin my beauty sleep. lol. GOSH! When I wake up from the dream, I can still remember every single detail of the dream and its a rare for me as I have STM esp for my dreams. lol. Please get him out of my dreams. I want to dream of Ash Stymest or Cole Mohr instead. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I've been going out non stop this whole week and its kind of taking a toll on me. I'm so EXHAUSTED! haha. And tonight, I'm going out again to meet Budi and then maybe off to ZOUK with Connie, JT and the twins to see AAR. wooo. I so want to rest at home tomorrow but wait! I suddenly remembered that Wan is asking me out tomorrow. Oh man! I guess have to take a raincheck on that. lol! Too tired to date. lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Sunday, going out with Rabz to get stuffs for KL/Genting. I'm getting my polaroid film and also black and white film for my SLR. I so can't wait to take photos there. Wooo. I think I need to make a list on what to buy for the trip before Sun. Must remind myself. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of holiday trips. I'm kind of saving up to go to Bali with Rabz either June or end of year. But my friend, Monn, is thinking of June. Hmm. We will have to see about it. Still long way to go. lol! But insya Allah, by June can go, k. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm off to clean my room now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, He kind of still owe me money. I do not want to be insincere or whatsoever but I do not want to be taken advantage anymore, so yea. I need to stand up for myself already instead of just brushing it off. My patience has run out just like yours. A promise is a promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-3562455663456396056?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3562455663456396056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=3562455663456396056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3562455663456396056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3562455663456396056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/reality.html' title='reality.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-3594632788879871667</id><published>2009-02-23T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:49:30.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dressup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='together'/><title type='text'>stripes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was fun, fun and fun. hah. Me and my cousin played dress up with the courtesy of my overflowing closet. lol. Playing dress up does boost up our self esteem and my cousin even said I helped her appreciate her legs after my makeover on her. heh. Your welcome, rabz. =) We did took R21 photos which are only for me and my cousin's eyes and of course, our future husbands. HAH! I should say that I really did explore my sexuality. haha. I'm becoming more comfortable in my own skin and I'm glad that I'm feeling this way from that old Fana who has a very bad self esteem and confidence. That girl is now gone, forever. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SaLdcLoGJqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5gYiuOs3gx8/s1600-h/fanarab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SaLdcLoGJqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5gYiuOs3gx8/s400/fanarab2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306046787222906530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SaLdSKaEdDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/weximsrDb8E/s1600-h/fanarab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SaLdSKaEdDI/AAAAAAAAAKY/weximsrDb8E/s400/fanarab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306046615096947762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kind of miss playing the guitar as my left arm is still weak. So what I did the whole day was writing some lyrics , singing and dancing alone in my room to songs , googling on photography, macs stuffs and recipes , cooked fish and chips for me and my bro and watched Oscars and amazing race. I should be sleeping as I just ate a painkiller but the drowsiness has not kicked in yet. lol. And I have cravings for popeye. Anyone want to accompany me eat popeye at T3? haha. Okay, that is very random. lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I'm well enough, I sooo want to learn to play this song on guitar. It is kind of one of my fave song for post break up. haha. Actually, thinking about it, I'm VERY VERY over it. hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something's just isn't right&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it inside&lt;br /&gt;The truth isn't far behind me&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny&lt;br /&gt;When I turn the lights out&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Reality overcomes me&lt;br /&gt;I'm living a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm around you&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel right at all&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Together we've built a wall&lt;br /&gt;Together holding hands we'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Hands we'll fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gone on so long&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I need&lt;br /&gt;Something good to rely on&lt;br /&gt;Something for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre-chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm around you&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel right at all&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Together we've built a wall&lt;br /&gt;Together holding hands we'll fall&lt;br /&gt;Hands we'll fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is broken&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are choking&lt;br /&gt;On you, my dear&lt;br /&gt;On you, my dear&lt;br /&gt;On you, my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre Chorus)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm around you&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus x2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avrillavigne/together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabz, please do not make yourself feel worse by keep thinking about him and google about him. You are bringing sadness upon yourself. Stop doing it and move on. Every day will be a struggle but I know you can do it. I know because I did it and I'm happier and more confident about myself than ever before. =) I hearts you, kuzzie. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-3594632788879871667?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3594632788879871667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=3594632788879871667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3594632788879871667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3594632788879871667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/stripes.html' title='stripes.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SaLdcLoGJqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5gYiuOs3gx8/s72-c/fanarab2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-780369903324267055</id><published>2009-02-20T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:43:18.596-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><title type='text'>self.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;These past few weeks, I realised that I'm very confident of my body, my boobs, my legs, my butt, everything. lol. I don't know why but yea. I just like flaunting and embracing it, not in a slutty kind of way, you get what I mean? lol. I've been exercising, doing sit ups and push ups but now I can't do much because of the doctor's order. But, anyway, I love my new body and also my new self. I've been playing the guitar nowadays and right now that guitar is my boyfriend. hah. Kind of therapeutic though. I did wrote new songs but I find them corny. haha. But I can't play much, my left side is very weak nowadays. I can't carry heavy stuffs or else my skin on that particular part would tear. Oh gosh, that sounds scary. I guess I have to tahan for one month. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the upcoming month of March, I'm going to a be a busy busy lady. Going on holiday with family and Rab. Starting work. (woooohooo!)  Applying for my driving license. (weeee!) Saving up money for the end of year holiday toooooo. heh. (insya allah) Baking recipes that I always wanted to try. Volunteering at Muhammadiyah and Mendaki during the weekends with Rab.=) Going out with friends and of course help my dear dear friends who are stress with their fyp. I think there's more but I can't seem to remember them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zim, I'm always here for you okay. If you need anything, just give me a holler. Kesian aku tgk kawan aku nie. =)) HUGSSS. And next week, I will bring those cheesecakes that I hope will make you feel a bit better. =))))&lt;br /&gt;Marsh, Don't worry, everything will be fine okay dear. ANDDD, pls do talk to HB. hahaha. Take a risk. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I was browsing through my old play list and found this song and fall in love with it again that I quickly go and find the tabs/chords and learn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; A light shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're barely waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I'm tangled up in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm open, you're closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I worry I won't see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Light up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm quiet you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You make a first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Out of the back you fall in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Even the wrong words seem to ryhme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howie Day/Collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8686092863469582321-780369903324267055?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/780369903324267055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=780369903324267055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/780369903324267055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/780369903324267055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/self.html' title='self.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-627672218075344010</id><published>2009-02-08T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:57:41.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sometimes I wonder, how within 2 years, we, as lovers changed to strangers. Its sad though to think about it. How those memories are just flushed away like they never existed. Because from my side, it did. And sometimes, I lay awake at night with tears rolling down my cheeks thinking and feeling was all that worth it. Was I really a pain in the ass or a beautiful light you encountered. I wonder and wonder with questions in my head and its driving me nuts. I do miss you. Miss talking on the phone and talk about nonsensical stuffs and entertain you with my lame jokes. Miss chatting with you on msn and talk about all those fantasy. Miss smsing you those millions I miss you, I love you smses. I fucking miss all those stuffs. I fucking miss your touch on my fingers and saying how small my fingers are. I fucking miss you whispering I love you to me. I fucking miss laying my head on your shoulder when we are on the bus to anywhere. I fucking miss you taking photos of me and saying how beautiful I was. I fucking miss you coming over my house and eat food my mum cook for you. I fucking miss cooking maggee with extra black pepper just for you, B. I fucking miss calling you B instead of your name. I fucking miss your lips against mine. I fucking miss your smell that attracted me to you. I fucking miss everything about you. I miss you. I am telling myself to let go. Let go of all this. I can't forget you as you brought me somewhere I thought I would never ever felt or done. But it seems, you've forgotten and that hurts fucking lots. I can't imagine being replaced or you being replaced but life has to move on and I HAVE TO ACCEPT IT whether I like it or not. You were my first love and I put my heart, blood and soul for you. I don't even know whether you are reading this, but I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I FUCKING MISS YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-627672218075344010?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/627672218075344010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=627672218075344010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/627672218075344010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/627672218075344010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/worth.html' title='worth.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-2102321651386456479</id><published>2009-02-02T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:38:01.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jam packed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreverandalways'/><title type='text'>packed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Test on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loaning stuffs to Zima on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Results and audition and my own personal project on Wednesday. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sentosa and work on Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet up with Marsha on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Date on Saturday. maybe. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exercising on Sunday. finally. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh gosh, I'm totally jam packed this whole week.  But spending time with people that matters to me is al right with me. heh. &lt;/span&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song, that I'm learning. Still a noob though. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;I believe it was a Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;When I caught your eye&lt;br /&gt;We caught onto something&lt;br /&gt;I hold onto the night&lt;br /&gt;You looked me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you just kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;This thing is breaking down&lt;br /&gt;We almost never speak&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;Baby what happened&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me cause one second it was perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now you're halfway out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stare, at the phone&lt;br /&gt;He still, hasn't called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can't feel, nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flashback to when he said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I out of line? Did I say something way to honest?&lt;br /&gt;Made you run and hide like a scared little boy?&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your eyes, thought I knew you for a minute&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not so sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres to everything&lt;br /&gt;Coming down to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Heres to silence&lt;br /&gt;That cuts me to the core&lt;br /&gt;Where is this going?&lt;br /&gt;Thought I knew for a minute but I don't anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stare, at the phone&lt;br /&gt;He still, hasn't called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can't feel, nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flashback to when he said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean it baby?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up, baby back up&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget everything?&lt;br /&gt;Back up, baby back up&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I stare, at the phone&lt;br /&gt;He still, hasn't called&lt;br /&gt;And you feel so low you can't feel, nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And you flashback to when we said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was there when you said&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't mean it baby&lt;br /&gt;You said forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taylorswift/foreverandalways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-2102321651386456479?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2102321651386456479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2102321651386456479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2102321651386456479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2102321651386456479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/packed.html' title='packed.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4647219026514476407</id><published>2009-02-01T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:59:41.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cannonball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damien rice'/><title type='text'>cannonball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYWqVJRmqCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tMCE6kHgP9c/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYWqVJRmqCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tMCE6kHgP9c/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297827816914987042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt&lt;br /&gt;Still a little hard to say what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your ghost your witness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed&lt;br /&gt;You step a little closer each day&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't say what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life taught me to die&lt;br /&gt;So it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you float like a cannonball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your song in my ear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your words I long to hear&lt;br /&gt;You step a little closer TO ME&lt;br /&gt;So close that I can't see what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life taught me to die&lt;br /&gt;So it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you float like a cannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to cry&lt;br /&gt;So come on courage!&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to be shy&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna scare her&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to grow&lt;br /&gt;When you know that you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damienrice/cannonball &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of an old song, but I just love the lyrics, the way it rhymes. I'm actually practising the chords of this song. Kind of hard as I'm still a noob. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4647219026514476407?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4647219026514476407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4647219026514476407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4647219026514476407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4647219026514476407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/02/cannonball.html' title='cannonball'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYWqVJRmqCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tMCE6kHgP9c/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-6671346148641191416</id><published>2009-01-29T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:43:25.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYH4PaBjHCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pfqbN6MG7MY/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYH4PaBjHCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pfqbN6MG7MY/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296787580331957282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love photographs that have a story behind it instead of just literal subjects ever since that photo shoot I was apart of. Oh gosh, now I want to be behind the lens and recite a story or series through photographs. And I have been researching and finding information and the low down on cameras and everything that goes with it. Am I interested in it? Hmm mm, maybe. heh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so enjoying my single life now. =))))) Surrounding myself with my girl pals and family help me heal. Don't get me wrong, I am still healing but time is on my side. I've met new guys but I'm just not interested at all. hah. I want to take it slow. I want to be by myself after being in a long relationship. I rather hang out with my friends than going out on dates, honestly. haha. After all, I miss being the independent girl I used to be, who hangs out with her friends and family and not caring about a partner. No attachments or whatsoever. For now, I want to be happy and healthy and that my loved ones are too. I've been baking alot nowadays, from pizzas to cheesecakes. I've also been exercising alot to get myself fit as I want to have those abs that I've been longing for and those toned arms and thighs. haha. Swimming with Nad and doing sit ups makes me feel so lighter and healthier and actually makes me more happier surprisingly. Anyways, next week is the result. I am kind of nervous and anxious about the results but I am praying everyday that it will be good news and that I don't have anything to worry about although I still feel the pain occasionally. Insya Allah. I can't wait for this Saturday to have dinner with my sec sch friends. Will be going haji lane to catch up and stuffs. =) I got accepted into NIE and I will be posted to a sch this coming March right after the March holidays. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;February is going to be a busy month for me. I will be part of a film that Yati's sister is filming. I am excited as I've never been to a film set before. haha. The film is going to be a horror movie. I am such a scaredy cat and how ironic is that I'm going to be part of a horror movie. haha. I can't wait though. Next, I will be working as a backstage crew at Victoria Concert Hall. I am SUPER DUPER excited for that. Weeeee. And I will be going to a photo shoot which I also can't wait! Oh gosh, I'm going to be a busy busy woman on February. haha.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going well for me right now. I've been smiling alot and being confident about myself. I guess whatever happen has turn out to be positive for me and I'm going to keep it up this way. =) I've been blessed. Thank you, Allah. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope he's happy and still pursuing his passion. I may not know whatever is happening in his life but I do wish from the bottom of my heart, that he and his family are doing well and I wish him all the best in his future endeavours and not to give up in pursuing his dreams to be a photographer of his own right. I will always be here if he ever need a friend. =)&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps. zima, when should I go there again? You know what I mean. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-6671346148641191416?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6671346148641191416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=6671346148641191416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6671346148641191416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6671346148641191416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/behind.html' title='behind.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYH4PaBjHCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/pfqbN6MG7MY/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-4456156647079836996</id><published>2009-01-28T00:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:37:27.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fifteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYAY902sB1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Rgbsfvj9kWE/s1600-h/2906352589_6059073c3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYAY902sB1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Rgbsfvj9kWE/s400/2906352589_6059073c3b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296260612226811730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://eleanorhardwick.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm in love with Eleanor Hardwick's photography. Her photographs are whimsical with stories behind it and totally out of the box. And she's just fifteen and been featured in some top notch magazines and worked alongside professional models and musicians. Gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; If only I have her imagination and creativity. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4456156647079836996?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4456156647079836996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4456156647079836996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4456156647079836996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4456156647079836996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/fifteen.html' title='fifteen.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SYAY902sB1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Rgbsfvj9kWE/s72-c/2906352589_6059073c3b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-570599625407911464</id><published>2009-01-27T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:10:48.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not ready to make nice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Forgive, sounds good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Forget, I’m not sure I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; They say time heals everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; But I’m still waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m through with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; There’s nothing left for me to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’ve paid a price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; And I’ll keep paying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to make nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m still mad as hell and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s too late to make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; ‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I know you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Can’t you just get over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; It turned my whole world around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; And I kind of like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I made my bed and I sleep like a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; And how in the world can the words that I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Send somebody so over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; That they’d write me a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Or my life will be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to make nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m still mad as hell and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s too late to make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; ‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to make nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m not ready to back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I’m still mad as hell and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I don’t have time to go round and round and round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; It’s too late to make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; I probably wouldn’t if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; ‘Cause I’m mad as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Forgive, sounds good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Forget, I’m not sure I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; They say time heals everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; But I’m still waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;dixiechicks/notreadytomakenice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-570599625407911464?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/570599625407911464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=570599625407911464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/570599625407911464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/570599625407911464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-ready-to-make-nice.html' title='not ready to make nice.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7983960289923984220</id><published>2009-01-25T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T05:03:58.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><title type='text'>bandage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I opened it today. And it started to bleed. And oh gosh, I saw the hole covered with blood. I think I almost fainted.  Its still pain though. The throbbing feeling. Gosh. When will it stop. hmpfh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-7983960289923984220?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7983960289923984220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7983960289923984220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7983960289923984220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7983960289923984220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/bandage.html' title='bandage.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-7880269739296283774</id><published>2009-01-24T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T04:21:45.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bold it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From hyd's lj. =)) I'm just very bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold those that apply to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have friends that use me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am an only child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love dangly earrings&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love cold weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm obsessed with the computer. I can't live without the internet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have shot a gun before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't live without music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no tolerance of ignorant people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have ridden on a motorcycle before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be in this town forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've been to 5 other countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get annoyed easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have neat handwriting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have more than a few horrible memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am addicted to chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am an atheist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love air plane rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I love taking pictures.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate people who are fakes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I can be mean when I want to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My parents care about my grades.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One of my best friends is a girl.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have way too many wallets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm obsessed with lip gloss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am easy to talk to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I would never eat raw fish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I cry easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate it when people are late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I procrastinate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser.I NEED MORE CLOTHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish i were smarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm afraid of flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bite my nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been on an 8 hour drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never fight with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have never had the chicken pox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have a best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have moved more than once.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I truly love my friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have braces. i don't have the guts to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have never broken a bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate my computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love girls that play the drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I state the obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm a happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love cleaning my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love cute underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love night better than day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't like to study for tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have been on the phone for over 5 hours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am too forgiving. I wont even remember what you did to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have horrible sense of direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss elementary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm a daddy's girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the colour pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to sew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My eye colour changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should see a therapist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I play on a girls sports team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I become stressed easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate liars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the smell of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am a perfectionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I always wanted to learn to play the drums.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate the feeling of failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have friends in other countries.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I know how to cook.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can be quite selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At times, I still act like a little kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have food allergies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I love to read.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I were more motivated for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have problems with letting go of old feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;It takes time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love black eye liner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm a looker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I type with one hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I live in a one story house flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I wear make-up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have never rode on an underground subway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have bad memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I go to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I sing in the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate cheerleaders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I usually get what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I have been on stage before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss it terribly=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love roller coasters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No one knows my full story of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am close to my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't have a curfew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-7880269739296283774?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7880269739296283774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7880269739296283774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7880269739296283774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7880269739296283774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/bold-it.html' title='bold it.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-3624030518444490196</id><published>2009-01-19T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:52:13.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;From my friend's blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do guys sometime miss the little details that girls make time and much effort to do?&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys sometime seem not to appreciate the girl who stands by him day and night, rain and shine, through thick and thin?&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys don't express their love and care and misses to the girl they claim they "love" until the girl does it first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the itsy gritty bitsy details that matter most to a girl. Its these itsy gritty bitsy details that makes up the big picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;VERY VERY VERY TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-3624030518444490196?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3624030518444490196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=3624030518444490196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3624030518444490196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3624030518444490196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-my-friends-blog-why-do-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-575493938675249988</id><published>2009-01-16T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:38:22.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replaced'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandoned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgotten'/><title type='text'>demoted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SXCpR1nuuTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8lPHr2pCKo/s1600-h/Untitled_9__by_FidoPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SXCpR1nuuTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8lPHr2pCKo/s400/Untitled_9__by_FidoPhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291915686076922162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She feels kind of demoted and disappointed and ditched and replaced. She was always there for everything. Through the hard, bad, harsh times. And when the good times come, she was left behind. She was just pushed aside and replaced like she never existed. And those good times were enjoyed with the friends instead of her. Don't get her wrong, like she just wants him to spend time with her but sometimes, she wants to feel the good times, not being left out. She was there, they weren't. She saw every heart ache he had to go through. They did not. She pour all her effort in helping him. They did not. She did sacrifices that she know she should not. They did not. She had tears for him. They did not. And all she gets are avoidance because of feelings. Feelings that are so intense which made them stronger and tore them apart at the same time. All she got was accusation that was false and negativity. But, all she wanted was not a thank you,  just him to be there for her as a friend. As he was there for his other friends. As an appreciation and effort. That she is just not a person but a human being. There are times when she becomes whiny and bitchy, its because she wants him. However, it will rub the wrong way. Everything she does is wrong in his eyes. And all the good times are just the past. But the bad times are the present and future in his mind. Telling her that she is negative but she always keep thinking of the good times instead of bad times. And him, he always think of them as negative but he is the positive one. She knows that he is going through hard times now. Even how bad and harsh he treats her, she will always have a soft spot for him as she could not see him being miserable and all, as she cares for him intensely. She works that way. She still has alot to offer but she did not have the chance due circumstances. Time and patience was not her best friend. If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-575493938675249988?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/575493938675249988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=575493938675249988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/575493938675249988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/575493938675249988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/demoted.html' title='demoted.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SXCpR1nuuTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/t8lPHr2pCKo/s72-c/Untitled_9__by_FidoPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-160442108925817872</id><published>2009-01-04T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:31:26.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>beatles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SWDH_4Yz9kI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XI-UKfIBIzQ/s1600-h/Love____by_TheOne85Ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SWDH_4Yz9kI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XI-UKfIBIzQ/s400/Love____by_TheOne85Ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287445862815102530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend once said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" those butterflies in the stomach, those nervousness trying to get ready for the first date, and etc are just feelings of infatuation, those feelings would last only for few months. But when, those dies down, another feeling comes over, that feeling has no butterflies or nervousness or whatever giddiness. That particular feeling is love. Love can be heard by someone so many times. But being seen or shown is the greatest gift anyone can ask for. Its no point in fighting or even hiding it when the connection is so strong, it can't be helped. Love will always find a way no matter how hard or complicated it is. So show it before its too late.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's nothing you can do that can't be done.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's easy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's nothing you can make that can't be made.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; No one you can save that can't be saved.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be in time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's easy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's nothing you can know that isn't known.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing you can see that isn't shown.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's easy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, all you need is love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love (all together now)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love (everybody)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; All you need is love, love, love is all you need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beatles/All you need is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-160442108925817872?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/160442108925817872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=160442108925817872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/160442108925817872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/160442108925817872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/beatles.html' title='beatles.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SWDH_4Yz9kI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XI-UKfIBIzQ/s72-c/Love____by_TheOne85Ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-3485658536401971076</id><published>2009-01-03T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:24:57.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>learn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SV9-ISkrHSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRcanUBwMi8/s1600-h/DSC_1201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SV9-ISkrHSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRcanUBwMi8/s400/DSC_1201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287083168445963554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learning two thousand and eight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About give and take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About commitment.&lt;br /&gt;About compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;About sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;About care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And most importantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, I will not repeat the same mistakes I did in 2008. May I be a better and stronger person mentally and physically. Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;P.S Kamu adalah hadiah yang saya akan hargai sampai akhirat. =) minta maaf kalau melayu tidak bagus. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-3485658536401971076?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3485658536401971076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=3485658536401971076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3485658536401971076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/3485658536401971076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/learn.html' title='learn.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SV9-ISkrHSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRcanUBwMi8/s72-c/DSC_1201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-1822516980442096384</id><published>2008-12-27T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:46:39.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I not good enough for you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If love comes your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unlock the box your heart's encased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope it wont change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and beware of the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that she'll want to start playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, lately babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stay awake thinking this life gets lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well maybe I'm just scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scared to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right from hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your love just keept me wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well maybe I'm just tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tired of never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I'm not good enough for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I can be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;show me the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Help me help myself, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't be confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our love is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just tell by the way I'm looking at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I'm just tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tired of never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cause no I'm not good enough for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I'm not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah I know I'm not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah I know I'm not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I know I'm not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I'm not good enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yea I know I'm not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No I'm not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not good enough for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;astallaslions/maybei'mjusttired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1822516980442096384?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1822516980442096384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1822516980442096384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1822516980442096384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-917592314634902272?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/917592314634902272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=917592314634902272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/917592314634902272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/917592314634902272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/12/novemthree.html' title='novemthree.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-234318314302648360</id><published>2008-12-19T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:51:16.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trainwreck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;La Di Da&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fled from medication cause it only causes pain&lt;br /&gt;You won't go to the doctor he's calling you insane&lt;br /&gt;You're lost even when you're when you're going the right way&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me even though you might be crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you said we wouldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;But look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;For so long my heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;But now we're standing strong&lt;br /&gt;The things you say make me fall harder each day&lt;br /&gt;You're a trainwreck&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't love you if you changed! Ohh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook your hand and you pulled it right away&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to dance and instead I said, "No way!"&lt;br /&gt;Inside I was dying to give it a try and you begged me so I stayed&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were different from the way I caved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you said we wouldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;But look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;For so long my heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;But now we're standing strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you say you make me fall harder each day&lt;br /&gt;You're a trainwreck&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't love you if you changed Ohh! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so different&lt;br /&gt;But opposites attract&lt;br /&gt;So my hope kept growing&lt;br /&gt;And I never looked back&lt;br /&gt;You're one of a kind!&lt;br /&gt;And no one can change this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you said we wouldn't make it&lt;br /&gt;But look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;For so long my heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;And now we're standing strong&lt;br /&gt;The things you say you make me fall harder each day&lt;br /&gt;You're a trainwreck&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't love you if you changed!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh! Ooohhh! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I thought I'd share with someone special&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling like I never fell before&lt;br /&gt;It's funny you said we'd never make it and look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;You're a trainwreck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with you, I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demilovato/trainwreck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-234318314302648360?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/234318314302648360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=234318314302648360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/234318314302648360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/234318314302648360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/12/trainwreck.html' title='trainwreck?'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-1908186657068318156</id><published>2008-12-03T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:34:17.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nenek&amp;datuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to send my grandparents off to haji. Gosh. It was so emotional. I cried when I saw my mother hugged and salam both of my grandparents as it was kind of a rare thing to see. When it was my turn, I hugged and kissed them and of course salam them. I said some stuffs to them. Tears just keep rolled down my eyes. I will miss them already. I hope they will have a safe journey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/STZub8osVqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1oOjeOnKS-Q/s1600-h/P1050636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/STZub8osVqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1oOjeOnKS-Q/s400/P1050636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275525439923443362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sayang nenek &amp;amp; datuk. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8686092863469582321-1908186657068318156?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1908186657068318156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1908186657068318156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1908186657068318156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1908186657068318156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/12/nenek.html' title='nenek&amp;datuk.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/STZub8osVqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1oOjeOnKS-Q/s72-c/P1050636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-727375723713110221</id><published>2008-12-02T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:57:53.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circus'/><title type='text'>britney.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Britney is sooo back. I so need to buy her new album. All her songs are rocking. Forever a brit fan from Secondary One. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fave songs from her new album, Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe you out&lt;br /&gt;Breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;You keep coming back to tell me &lt;br /&gt;you’re the one who could have been &lt;br /&gt;and my eyes see it all so clear&lt;br /&gt;It was long ago and far away but it never disappears&lt;br /&gt;I try to put it in the past &lt;br /&gt;Hold on to myself and don’t look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna dream about &lt;br /&gt;All the things that never were &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can live without &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna feel the pain &lt;br /&gt;What good would it do me now&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get it all figured out &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me go&lt;br /&gt;Just let me fly away&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel the space between us growing deeper&lt;br /&gt;And much darker every day&lt;br /&gt;Watch me now and I’ll be someone new&lt;br /&gt;My heart will be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;It will open up for everyone but you&lt;br /&gt;Even when I cross the line &lt;br /&gt;It's like a lie I’ve told a thousand times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna dream about &lt;br /&gt;All the things that never were &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can live without &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna feel the pain &lt;br /&gt;What good would it do me now&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get it all figured out &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And part of me still believes &lt;br /&gt;When you ay you’re gonna stick around&lt;br /&gt;And part of me still believes&lt;br /&gt;We can find a way to work it out&lt;br /&gt;But I know that we tried everything we could try&lt;br /&gt;So let's just say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna dream about &lt;br /&gt;All the things that never were &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can live without &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna feel the pain &lt;br /&gt;What good would it do me now&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get it all figured out &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna dream about &lt;br /&gt;All the things that never were &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can live without &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna feel the pain &lt;br /&gt;What good would it do me now&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get it all figured out &lt;br /&gt;When I’m out from under&lt;br /&gt;When I'm out from under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears/Out From Under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-727375723713110221?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/727375723713110221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=727375723713110221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/727375723713110221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/727375723713110221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/12/britney.html' title='britney.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-1382313577866286242</id><published>2008-11-24T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T06:20:28.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That I was even alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything we ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;About me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Did you regret)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever standing by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Did you forget)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What we were feeling inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is where we have to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever holding my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were just about to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even more in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Than we were before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can't forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were once so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can't forget it at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the pictures have been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And all the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is just a lesson that we've learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please don´t forget us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you won't sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;About us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don´t forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demilovato/dontforget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1382313577866286242?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1382313577866286242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1382313577866286242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1382313577866286242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1382313577866286242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-forget.html' title='don&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-8356859544315420977</id><published>2008-11-12T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:21:23.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>complication.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Complication and confusion are currently in my mind right this second. I don't know what to do or say. Why is it that the past always haunt us when its already in the past and that am trying to make it better in every other way. I don't want to talk about it. Anyways, I'm going to post a photo of my adorable niece. Here's Nur Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;isara. Fir and I want to kidnap her if there is still a way. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SRqtoTbaXYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pvV7dM8nbyM/s1600-h/P1070316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SRqtoTbaXYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pvV7dM8nbyM/s400/P1070316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267713622084836738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MAJOR CUTENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-8356859544315420977?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8356859544315420977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=8356859544315420977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8356859544315420977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8356859544315420977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/11/complication.html' title='complication.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SRqtoTbaXYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pvV7dM8nbyM/s72-c/P1070316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-4933916688767841940</id><published>2008-10-20T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:37:19.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20th'/><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Almost to a month, have I not update. Well, in the span of the month not updating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I turned 20, raya came, got an interview with MOE, went berserk with shopping, busy collecting marks and logos from the students, got a toy camera which I absolutely adore and of course a polaroid that my B got for me and lastly, we turned 20 months old today. Phew. What a mouthful. hah. Raya was kind of come and gone kind of thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Birthday was the best! Had a total blast. =)) Work was great. Am very proud of my student's works. I'm so going to miss them. =( And I sti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ll have not bought the polaroid films. My hands are itching to use my polaroid. Soon. This coming Saturday is my open house. I can predict its going to be a very tiring day. However, I get to eat B's mom epok-epok. Yum-yum. I'm ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;st going to post photos of whatever events that happened for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6gQwBVkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lBs7ddHKEU0/s1600-h/ram08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6gQwBVkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lBs7ddHKEU0/s400/ram08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142790788503106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6Xz_co3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/VTrloEI4Nos/s1600-h/raya08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6Xz_co3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/VTrloEI4Nos/s400/raya08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142645629625202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6QCRFhEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f_jniAPZLbs/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6QCRFhEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/f_jniAPZLbs/s400/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142512022750274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6KNcSppI/AAAAAAAAAHk/l54YpWhx6y0/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6KNcSppI/AAAAAAAAAHk/l54YpWhx6y0/s400/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142411943323282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw5-rlGf-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/S1ETAAfrZyM/s1600-h/ff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw5-rlGf-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/S1ETAAfrZyM/s400/ff1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142213874909154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw53Czld2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Fk0PuG0xLV0/s1600-h/ff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw53Czld2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Fk0PuG0xLV0/s400/ff2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259142082670720866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw5tA6ZyiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ry_heYMHncI/s1600-h/mayflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw5tA6ZyiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ry_heYMHncI/s400/mayflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259141910363752994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8686092863469582321-4933916688767841940?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4933916688767841940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4933916688767841940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4933916688767841940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4933916688767841940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SPw6gQwBVkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lBs7ddHKEU0/s72-c/ram08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-2959989645707097163</id><published>2008-09-28T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:38:34.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hariraya/birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At work now, in the cold cold cold office. The air con is like minus 5 degrees here. I just finish teaching a class half an hour ago and I'm terribly bored now. Be waiting for another class that will start in exactly 45 minutes from now. Life has been pretty good so far. Raya is coming up in 2 days time. My room still need a little bit of tweaking here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Clothes and kuih are ready. Just dyed my hair yesterday. I like the colour. (kindofexoticlookingcolour,cheyyy,haha) In 5 days time, I will be turning the big 2-0. haha. Well, its not relatively a huge thing but from then on, I wont have the number 1 on my age anymore. Man, time pass so effing fast. Will be having a family dinner at a restaurant in marina square and my dad told me that I could invite anyone to the dinner. So I just invited the two people who are closest and dearest to me. I cant wait. =) I need food. oops! haha. I'm not fasting actually as its the time of the month again. I don't think I have the time to eat anyway. Class later at 1030 till 105. 2 classes back to back. =(( and today is the class that I kind of dislike. haha. And then, I'm conducting an extra class later after school at 2 till 3. Its going to be a busy and tiring day for me. =( (  BBB, I want eat mad jack. Bring me there can, b? heh. Sudden craving for it. Alrighty, off for now. I will try to upload photos of whats been happening the past few weeks if blogger is not being a bitch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-2959989645707097163?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2959989645707097163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2959989645707097163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2959989645707097163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2959989645707097163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/09/harirayabirthday.html' title='hariraya/birthday'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-2785141975302611330</id><published>2008-09-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:12:34.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I'm just too lazy to update. Promise is just a word. I will try to update soon. hah.&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/8686092863469582321-2785141975302611330?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2785141975302611330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2785141975302611330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2785141975302611330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2785141975302611330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/09/lazy.html' title='lazy.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-8863965639768557222</id><published>2008-09-08T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:28:31.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomess'/><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like so bored here. I have my next class at 1145 and my first class ended like 2 hours ago. SO that will explains this post.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re single, why? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm very happily attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a B? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer warm or cold weather? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cold weather for sleeping. Warm weather for everything else. hah. I would have to say warm as I like to be outdoors under the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you last eat? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Dinner with B at tong sen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you right now? Are you happy there? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Office aka staff room. Yes, very. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have a sleepover with the opposite sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your mobile phone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Just beside my mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is the biggest mistake of your life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;All those mistakes actually made me a better and stronger person. So I wouldnt say its a mistake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you sleep last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;On my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you go to sleep last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Around 10 - 11 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What/who woke you up today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My mom and my alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a/some common thing(s) that happens to you on the weekends? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sleeping/going out with B or friends or fam/watching shows online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are you listening to and by whom? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Listening to someone's gossiping about someone. hah! That person is talking damn loud. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been given an engagement ring? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anything you regret in 2008 so far? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Not that I know of. Everything fall into place.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months without cheating? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who was the last person to make you laugh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Myself. I make lame jokes and I laughed at myself. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything annoying you right now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That the time is running slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anything embarrasing lately? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you showered? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This morning at 5.15 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a dream last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Forgotten about any dream that I had last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a polo shirt? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that peeling a wrapper off of a bottle, means your sexually active? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Really? I didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever been called Princess/Prince? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you wear makeup every day? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Not everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What’s the connection between you and the last person you texted? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In a relationship. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been hit by the opposite sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How’s your life lately? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Doing okay. Everything's fine so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone that is currently locked up? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you ever dated someone longer than a year? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes. current one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you’re a good person? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes and no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Never eaten one before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hah. No. I believe in chemistry between two persons tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last girl you were talking too? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No. I don't know her that well, so I cant judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last boy you were talking to? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No. I cant possibly hate my student. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you took a nap? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hmm.. 2 weeks ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;B. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to comment your myspace/friendster? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Myspace would be Mik or hazami, if im not wrong. Friendster would be my cousin who I'm missing so much. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay back to work. Need to mark some students work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-8863965639768557222?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8863965639768557222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=8863965639768557222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8863965639768557222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/8863965639768557222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-5214487779346266301</id><published>2008-08-27T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:00:59.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='convocation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diploma'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, I got my photos from Fir. The convocation was really great. =) I would never forget all the good and bad times I had in Nafa for the past 3 years. Made friends whom I'm missing so much now. =) Met my love. =) Grew up and learnt life experiences. All those sleepless nights to finish the assessments projects. All those procrastination. hah. All those queuing up in the printing shop at sunshine plaza. All those 'cabut' from classes. hah. All those gossiping about other students and of course THE LECTURERS. hah. I'm definitely going to miss all of those memories. =)) Thank you parents for the support although how much you two detest on me enrolling to Nafa initially. heh. Thank you Fir for helping me in my FYP even though you have your own stuffs to do. =))) muackz. And mostly, thank you, ALLAH, for helping and giving me the strength to go through the rough and stress times during the 3 years. =)) ARGHH. blogger is being a bitch now. I cant upload any photos. fcuk. =( I guess to check my convo pics, you'll have to go through my friendster, facebook acct. pathetic.=((&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/8686092863469582321-5214487779346266301?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5214487779346266301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=5214487779346266301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5214487779346266301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5214487779346266301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-i-got-my-photos-from-fir.html' title=''/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-2213089815882797691</id><published>2008-08-26T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:02:58.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been busy with work and helping Fir out with his schwrk that I've been neglecting my blog and also because my laptop adaptor has become a bitch(itexplodedhalfwaythru). Well, finally, I've officially graduated from NAFA. I'm a diploma holder now. weeee. I do want to upload my convocation pictures but I forgot to bring my hardisk to work today. Hopefully, if I'm not forgetful, I'll bring it tomorrow. Next week, ramadhan is starting and also no work as its the September holiday. DAMN FAST and weee. Be meeting Fir later after work to go buy my yoga mat and necessary stuffs for yoga. Can't wait for yoga lessons this coming friday. Need to lose the extra weight so that I will be able to wear my kebaya fitly (heh) for this year raya. LOL. Hopefully, there are still purple yoga mats. =) I'm kind of bored at work now. I finished my last class for today an hour ago. I really don't know what to do till 1.45. Maybe, I should go check out some online shopping sites. (money,money,money) Oh, I've decided to make over my bedroom for raya this year. Need a fresh new start as I've started working and my room is damn cluttered. And my closet. Like omg. A pig would be happy to live in there. (okay,thatshowshowmessyiam). lol. Im off now. tata.&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/8686092863469582321-2213089815882797691?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2213089815882797691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=2213089815882797691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2213089815882797691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/2213089815882797691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy.html' title='busy.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7111164320032317798</id><published>2008-08-08T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:09:37.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burden'/><title type='text'>burden.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm a burden to them. haiz.&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/8686092863469582321-7111164320032317798?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7111164320032317798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7111164320032317798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7111164320032317798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7111164320032317798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/08/burden.html' title='burden.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-7553687056234465777</id><published>2008-08-03T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:21:49.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayflower'/><title type='text'>work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sorry for the late updates. Beed busy with work and life. hah. Many things happen for the past days. Got a job. Got someone back. Frankly, life has been great so far. The students here are okay except some. As you should know, secondary school students. We've been there, done that. hah. I actually like teaching, surprisingly. Made new friends who are my colleagues. My boss, Mr Tan (HOD) is a VERY nice man. I have a teaching assistant with me for my morning classes which is rather good. She is Mdm Tay. She is also a VERY nice person too. I'm blessed to be surrounded with good people. =) Will be having another class in 15 mins time. Teaching the secondary ones. Oh. I love my working hours. Its like from 8.10 am till 1.45 pm. Syiok. haha. Its like I'm working half day everyday and the minimum hours for me is just 5.5 hr. haha. I have got to go. &lt;/span&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/8686092863469582321-7553687056234465777?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7553687056234465777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7553687056234465777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7553687056234465777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7553687056234465777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/08/work.html' title='work.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4921214787940226600</id><published>2008-07-29T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:17:19.808-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayflower'/><title type='text'>mayflower.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So here I am at work. Just finish teaching a class. It has been good so far. And now I cant wait to go off  in like 30 mins time and go shopping with my mum later. haha. B, cant wait to meet u ltr. heh.&lt;/span&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/8686092863469582321-4921214787940226600?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4921214787940226600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4921214787940226600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4921214787940226600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4921214787940226600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/mayflower.html' title='mayflower.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-1412042693037968088</id><published>2008-07-27T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:30:19.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>teenagers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, from tomorrow onwards, I will be relief teaching at a secondary school. I'm kind of nervous and excited at the same time. I've already write up a plan and guidelines for them to follow. Wish me luck. I'm off now. I like this photo of me that Fido took the other day. Very random though. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SI1Y9wdOTEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IKAO-mP8lKI/s1600-h/DSC_6879.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SI1Y9wdOTEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IKAO-mP8lKI/s400/DSC_6879.jpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227932560449752130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;terimakasihbforaccmethe2daysstraight. muackz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1412042693037968088?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1412042693037968088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1412042693037968088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1412042693037968088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1412042693037968088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/teenagers.html' title='teenagers.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SI1Y9wdOTEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IKAO-mP8lKI/s72-c/DSC_6879.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-1160961344398801305</id><published>2008-07-27T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T03:32:41.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Complex, complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;In the end, it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-1160961344398801305?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1160961344398801305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=1160961344398801305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1160961344398801305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/1160961344398801305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/complex.html' title='complex.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-6041686766595358212</id><published>2008-07-17T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:24:40.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It only takes second to hurt people you love but it can take years to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-6041686766595358212?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6041686766595358212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=6041686766595358212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6041686766595358212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6041686766595358212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/true.html' title='true.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-791362266776467221</id><published>2008-07-15T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:30:53.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might find that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&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/8686092863469582321-791362266776467221?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/791362266776467221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=791362266776467221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/791362266776467221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/791362266776467221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/really.html' title='really?'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-252992333743201420</id><published>2008-07-12T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:28:57.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>process.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Time will heal everything. The process might be long or short, but I know I have the strength to go through this. &lt;/span&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/8686092863469582321-252992333743201420?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/252992333743201420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=252992333743201420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/252992333743201420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/252992333743201420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/07/process.html' title='process.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-5579801895897209953</id><published>2008-06-16T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T04:45:16.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just heard Jason mraz's song i'm yours.  My mind and heart just literally shut down. I bawled like a baby just got born or a close or loved someone just died. I just cried. Cried like nobody's business. I felt nothing. &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/8686092863469582321-5579801895897209953?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5579801895897209953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=5579801895897209953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5579801895897209953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5579801895897209953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/06/literally.html' title='literally.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-5328565294027089303</id><published>2008-06-14T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:51:53.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bintan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>holidaytwo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Bintan was a blast. The weather was great. The food was great. Everything was great. Would like to go there again, although that was my second time there. heh. Be meeting B at my house later to hang out for a while. I'm off to watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQ8EE2S_I/AAAAAAAAADo/PKLddDePURY/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQ8EE2S_I/AAAAAAAAADo/PKLddDePURY/s400/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211950030335134706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQXWk_cGI/AAAAAAAAADg/8lJchhxlKxo/s1600-h/b2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQXWk_cGI/AAAAAAAAADg/8lJchhxlKxo/s400/b2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949399646629986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQFbibFDI/AAAAAAAAADY/yXt--6eWi3k/s1600-h/b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQFbibFDI/AAAAAAAAADY/yXt--6eWi3k/s400/b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211949091740390450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSP1wMZL2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/PaqdOXMRau0/s1600-h/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSP1wMZL2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/PaqdOXMRau0/s400/b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211948822407229282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSPrHGY88I/AAAAAAAAADI/hQC-9d_WIbE/s1600-h/b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSPrHGY88I/AAAAAAAAADI/hQC-9d_WIbE/s400/b5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211948639577502658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8686092863469582321-5328565294027089303?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5328565294027089303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=5328565294027089303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5328565294027089303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/5328565294027089303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidaytwo.html' title='holidaytwo.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SFSQ8EE2S_I/AAAAAAAAADo/PKLddDePURY/s72-c/b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-6718399949355933779</id><published>2008-06-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:03:52.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bintan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terengganu'/><title type='text'>holidayone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Came back from Terengganu last friday. I had major fun there, with the shopping and the scenery, of course, and the food. heh. The hotel that my family lived in was Sutra Beach Resort. It is damn nice. I like the room that I had to sleep in. The view is nice overlooking the sea. I will let the photos do the talking. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(imkindofpissedwithBfornotlettingmeknowthathe'sgoneawayandleftmewithoutanyclue,ergh.feellikekillinghim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs-UkrRBKI/AAAAAAAAACg/7TQPx4U2i1I/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs-UkrRBKI/AAAAAAAAACg/7TQPx4U2i1I/s400/t1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209325917147563170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs-KCoX0GI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ki2RuzJL0iY/s1600-h/t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs-KCoX0GI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ki2RuzJL0iY/s400/t2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209325736209928290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs97wADgcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ee7Z_w6FFxo/s1600-h/t3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs97wADgcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ee7Z_w6FFxo/s400/t3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209325490690818498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs9xqQEVRI/AAAAAAAAACI/RVCGloo6kRw/s1600-h/t4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs9xqQEVRI/AAAAAAAAACI/RVCGloo6kRw/s400/t4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209325317348676882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs9lxiS2xI/AAAAAAAAACA/VayBMfziMGM/s1600-h/t5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs9lxiS2xI/AAAAAAAAACA/VayBMfziMGM/s400/t5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209325113145744146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Now, I will be awaiting for my another holiday which is this coming tuesday to Bintan. Cant wait. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &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/8686092863469582321-6718399949355933779?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6718399949355933779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=6718399949355933779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6718399949355933779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/6718399949355933779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidayone.html' title='holidayone.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SEs-UkrRBKI/AAAAAAAAACg/7TQPx4U2i1I/s72-c/t1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-4718814322337670776</id><published>2008-05-23T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:19:50.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selfish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not giving up till I get what I want. I'm selfish in that way.&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/8686092863469582321-4718814322337670776?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4718814322337670776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4718814322337670776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4718814322337670776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4718814322337670776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/05/selfish.html' title='selfish.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8686092863469582321.post-4002094121672675831</id><published>2008-05-21T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:42:25.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><title type='text'>cookcook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay. Congratulations to DAVID COOK for winning the Idol title. Finally, the AI is over. It was an overwhelming ride for him seeing as his bro is diagnosed with cancer and he was the one who encourage him to joi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n AI. Good job Cook! All the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDTrDGLkURI/AAAAAAAAABE/9tQ9F6euL94/s1600-h/david-cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDTrDGLkURI/AAAAAAAAABE/9tQ9F6euL94/s320/david-cook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203041907951030546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So far, this season was one of the best.  Cant wait for the next season next January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8686092863469582321-4002094121672675831?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4002094121672675831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=4002094121672675831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4002094121672675831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/4002094121672675831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/05/cookcook.html' title='cookcook.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDTrDGLkURI/AAAAAAAAABE/9tQ9F6euL94/s72-c/david-cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686092863469582321.post-7974171108517499122</id><published>2008-05-19T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:51:00.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terengganu'/><title type='text'>closet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I spent almost 1 and a half hour cleaning up my closet. (whichIinitiallywasverylazytocleanitup) I snapped shots of my closet the Before and the After which I will post them. I realised I have bloody ALOT of cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;es which some of them I have been neglected. (sorryclothes,lol) But still I need to go shopping and buy new ones. Maybe its just a girl 'thing'. But my 'thing' are BAGS, BAGS, BAGS and more BAGS. (sexmebags! lol)  I have like 2 containers of bags. Although my mummy has been nagging me about the state of obsession I have with bags, I still am in need of them. (okay,Ideftneedapsychriatist)  Okay en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ough of that,  I counted I have like 20 jeans. haha. WTH. Jeans are my bestie. The one thing that can dress down or up with the right accessories so it is essential. Anyway, I have separated from my dresses to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; sweaters so that it wont be jumble up again like they used to last time. (nowonderIcantfindmyclothes,hah) After this, I'm going to check out clothes that I want to bring to Terrenganu. Definitely dresses, leggings and jeans with tons of tees. (ifyou'renotaware,itwillbedarnhotthere,gdformytan) My mummy told me to follow her tomorrow to go buy 3/4 pants and jeans for terrenganu. (hah,iknowihaveenoughbutwhosgoingtodeclineadealfrommummyright?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy, the contradicting one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banyak nyer baju kau, Nur. Pergilah buang ke aper - My mummy  (whichIneverthrowany)&lt;br /&gt;Okay nanti besok pergi beli jeans untuk Terengganu - My mummy  =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;welcome to my closet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDExg4jkLnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jCWp_20RmTM/s1600-h/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDExg4jkLnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jCWp_20RmTM/s320/b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201993485596765810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDExvojkLoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r8t555uTZfg/s1600-h/after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDExvojkLoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r8t555uTZfg/s320/after.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201993738999836290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8686092863469582321-7974171108517499122?l=splithebananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7974171108517499122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8686092863469582321&amp;postID=7974171108517499122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7974171108517499122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8686092863469582321/posts/default/7974171108517499122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splithebananas.blogspot.com/2008/05/closet.html' title='closet.'/><author><name>Fana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00960885106887683762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wi8KyMgoBxs/SDExg4jkLnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jCWp_20RmTM/s72-c/b4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
