<?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-6450782699120266246</id><updated>2012-02-09T22:16:38.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>undefined-notes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-3161501449474194131</id><published>2012-02-09T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T15:58:05.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YvQO-lGASV8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things don't quite go your way, you still have me on replay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-3161501449474194131?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/3161501449474194131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3161501449474194131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3161501449474194131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-awesome.html' title='Random Awesome'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YvQO-lGASV8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-3856263603113978413</id><published>2012-02-05T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:00:36.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate</title><content type='html'>Assalamu'alaikum~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is totally uncalled for actually. Was roaming around the net then I was like 'Eh update ah ape lagi.' K nonsense. Hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just feel like posting up something really really really random right now. It is pretty much pointless actually. Tapi think back, who knows in the future I might forget this story then read read blog teringat balik....Ah k another nonsense. Let's just get to the part lah eh.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was looking through my birth certificate with my mum the other day and she started telling me stories about my birth cert. It was really funny how up to now I still do not know &lt;i&gt;why &lt;/i&gt;my dad named me with a double H. Ibu said that when my auntie came back from the hospital and showed her my birth cert, she actually scolded my aunty thinking my aunty made a mistake misspelling my name. Hah! Then my aunty told her how my dad emphasized and kept on telling her that he wanted my name to be spelt with a double h. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His reason was.. 'Wanting my name to be a lil teeny weeny bit different from others'. Yeah, that's just my dad. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, see. Told ya it's pointless. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidetrack by abit, as time goes, I figured it wasn't pain that I felt all along. It wasn't. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna go date my AC now. Till next time insyaAllah.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Allah knows, Allah knows, Allah knows. Up to now. The amount of faith I'm having, I &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;hope it stays that way. InsyaAllah. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-3856263603113978413?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/3856263603113978413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/02/appreciate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3856263603113978413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3856263603113978413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/02/appreciate.html' title='Appreciate'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-928348492418171081</id><published>2012-01-29T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:33:38.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just.</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urm, so yeah I am supposed to be studying right now. Howeverrrr, given that my mood is kind of unstable right now, I decided to to take a break and blog a bit. Hoping it will help. InsyaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I mentioned earlier, I am &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to be studying PIC right now. Common test in 3 days time and I have only covered three chapters. Just three out of six. :'( To be frank, I was just so disappointed in myself awhile ago. I should have known better and started revising earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Allah ma'i, insyaAllah kheir. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need a break from all these chaotic schedule. To think back, at times I just feel like I'm doing all these for the wrong purpose. Na'udzubillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go continue mugging.. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : I leave it up to Him. Already. Long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-928348492418171081?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/928348492418171081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/928348492418171081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/928348492418171081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/just.html' title='Just.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-5808185180649248153</id><published>2012-01-22T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T23:21:46.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WCrAU6oap9o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Kenangku didalam doamu~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-5808185180649248153?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/5808185180649248153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5808185180649248153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5808185180649248153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-one.html' title='Another one.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WCrAU6oap9o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-6244617906288949602</id><published>2012-01-22T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:50:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After rethinking a few times, I finally decided to get this post up. For some reasons I don't want to sound so pointless in this post like how I did for the previous post(s). Heheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, just last two days the girls decided on a short meetup and catch up session at our former school. Seriously, Allah knows how much I missed that place. The moment I stepped into the canteen I feel this...very overwhelming feeling I find hard to explain. Macam cepat masa berlalu.. While catching up, Sir Isa came to us. Okay, I gotta admit, I miss that teacher the most out of all my teachers. :'( I feel so indebted to all the teachers suddenly when I go back there to visit that time. Seriously. Ahh...I ought to feel indebted anyway. :/&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jazakumullahu kheiran~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;After some quick chat with Sir, we spent some time in the school library like how we would have after school back during those days. Macam dulu jugak, kalau tak kena marah dengan librarian memang tak sah! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, Alhamdulillah, the time spent that day was just so..good. I don't wish to go back in time and change anything. I'm blessed with so many things. I should learn to appreciate more and..quit complaining. MasyaAllah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zN0BjESwyPo/TxwSLGmvmAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LubF8rfiPdU/s320/photoshake_1327125384875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700451210305181698" style="text-align: center;color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should I just end this post? Ah k yes I should. Haha! Till next time. Ma'assalamah! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-6244617906288949602?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/6244617906288949602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/almost-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6244617906288949602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6244617906288949602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2012/01/almost-year.html' title='Almost a year.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zN0BjESwyPo/TxwSLGmvmAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LubF8rfiPdU/s72-c/photoshake_1327125384875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-6427634684177520510</id><published>2011-12-28T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:02:54.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is where it leads me to. The end. Wallahu A'lam. It does hurt, but I'm sure there's a blessing behind this pain. InsyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-6427634684177520510?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/6427634684177520510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-ended.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6427634684177520510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6427634684177520510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-791172840225208504</id><published>2011-12-25T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:15:13.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>I came across this sentence a few days ago.. 'If you still have the time to complain, you are actually at waste because you can never have the time to complain with so much to be thankful for.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually helps me alot at times like this. I need to quit complaining.. MasyaAllah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I have been feeling rather down a few days back. For a few reasons that I prefer to be kept to myself.. You know, He puts me to it.. He will bring me through it. I'm sure.. A lil bit of patience will do. InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I still am wondering what this is. I know its not what I think it is.. Everyday without fail, it never leaves my mind. I'm thankful for what has been. I'm glad I atleast had the oppurtunity to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. Wallahu A'lam. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right" style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;posted from &lt;a href="https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger"&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-791172840225208504?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/791172840225208504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/791172840225208504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/791172840225208504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-4915492892645178620</id><published>2011-12-21T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T21:15:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In this position</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Assalamualaikum :) It has been long hasn't it? Anyway, like all the other posts.. I'm here to rant my hearts out. So umm yeah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After so long, today it happened. You know, everytime things like this happen, I blame myself so much so tt I start to feel my self esteem gg down like literally feel it. I know for the fact that Im never a good daughter. But who on earth ever wants to feel that way.. )': &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bottling up your feelings can be so suffocating at times. InsyaAllah everything's gonna be fine. I just need to be positive about everything again. InsyaAllah bikheir. :(&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-4915492892645178620?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/4915492892645178620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-this-position.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4915492892645178620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4915492892645178620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-this-position.html' title='In this position'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1690027433401052922</id><published>2011-12-09T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:35:27.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6thmPrTxBtI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old song is old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1690027433401052922?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1690027433401052922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-song-is-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1690027433401052922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1690027433401052922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-song-is-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6thmPrTxBtI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2484618530291985373</id><published>2011-11-18T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:08:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pernah tak.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt your heart aching so bad that you can feel it like literally feel it. Ah yes. That's what I meant.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll get stronger. Just. Insya'Allah. :') I have always believed that whatever turns out of this, is for the better. I'm just so thankful for whatever that I have been given for now. It's more than enough. Thank you Allah. Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6450782699120266246-2484618530291985373?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2484618530291985373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/11/pernah-tak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2484618530291985373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2484618530291985373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/11/pernah-tak.html' title='Pernah tak.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-7338469002528769134</id><published>2011-11-04T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:05:28.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could have been</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What could have been eh if I didn't go. What could have been eh if I didn't even follow my instinct and applied. What could have been eh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indeed true enough we can never go against God's plan. It's always what I need and not what I want. It has always been like that. I'm just so thankful beyond words. I feel so small. I haven't been a good servant to Him all these while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'll take time. I still can not understand what this will lead to. But Insya Allah I will soon. Although at times I disliked how things turns out, it'll always get better. Always. That's how amazing He is. May He give me the strength. Amin amin amin amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need to learn that nothing will ever stay the same forever. Nothing&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-7338469002528769134?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/7338469002528769134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-could-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7338469002528769134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7338469002528769134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-could-have-been.html' title='What could have been'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8967589853322448251</id><published>2011-10-30T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:56:21.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nur Kasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z20RbeBcMsw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song makes me want to get married like..now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau mood gatal dah on, macam ni ah jadi. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8967589853322448251?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8967589853322448251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-song-makes-me-want-to-get-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8967589853322448251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8967589853322448251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-song-makes-me-want-to-get-married.html' title='Nur Kasih'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z20RbeBcMsw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1623573170135458703</id><published>2011-10-23T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:21:15.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good things come to those who wait.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took this long and I am never more happier. I am just so thankful that I can't even describe it in words. He who knows what I need and only give what I need. It was exactly the same the first time. It still is. Only stronger. For only He knows what this will lead to, though I am dying to know how it will go. I shall wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say, good things come to those who wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was like a wish I made reallllllllllllllllly deep down and nobody else knows and for it to happen. Shouldn't I be thankful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Allah. Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1623573170135458703?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1623573170135458703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-will-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1623573170135458703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1623573170135458703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-will-work.html' title='What will work.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8098609157480328270</id><published>2011-10-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:15:22.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll only realize something's worth when they're gone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been experiencing severe stomach pain for a few weeks now. It's so not like me to be this weak. Insya Allah it will be better, keeping the faith for all I know. I blame myself for being so stubborn, for skipping my meals time and time again. :( Betul lah eh orang cakap, kita takkan belajar appreciate kalau tak rasa sakit dia. I'm sorry stomach, I love you, heal fast okay? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate how much of a crybaby I am. Benda ni pun nak nangis. Ya Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just need to let it out somewhere, it might be something so childish, but heck, it's painful, I need to talk to some...thing about it. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate how I get so sad over.. small things. Seriously Jannahh, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I really hope someday I can be a daughter my mother is proud of. Someday. Though I know I'm rather far from it. I'm still trying. Hard. Insya Allah someday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I very much know how much I need to improve as a daughter, friend, student and most importantly.. His servant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wallahu A'lam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8098609157480328270?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8098609157480328270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8098609157480328270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8098609157480328270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/growing-up.html' title='Growing up.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-7137011323231817659</id><published>2011-10-11T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:43:53.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;An idiot may be the name given to the ordinary man, who consistently misinterprets what happens to him, what he does, or what is brought about by others. He does this so completely plausibly that - for himself and his peers - large areas of life and thought seem logical and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An idiot of this kind was sent one day with a pitcher to a wise man, to collect some wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way the idiot, through his own heedlessness, smashed the jar against a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at the house of the wise man, he presented him with the handle of the pitcher, and said: "So-and-so sent you this pitcher, but a horrid stone stole it from me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused and wishing to test his coherence, the wise man asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since the pitcher is stolen, why do you offer me the handle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am not such a fool as people say," the idiot told him, "and therefore I have brought the handle to prove my story." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livingislam.org/sis_e.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-7137011323231817659?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/7137011323231817659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7137011323231817659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7137011323231817659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-7555096268213211279</id><published>2011-10-05T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T11:04:14.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A short one before I go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lately I have been feeling really really funny. Like, I feel happy, but sad at the same time. K, I don't even get it myself. But yeah, that's how I feel. It's hard to explain. It might be due to my major PMS period right now. But still, not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, yeah. Another thing. I can feel myself trying hard to change the past few days. Wait, weeks. Like, literally, changing. I'm glad I get to do those simple simple things that once used to be so hard for me. I get to clean my own room frequently now. Alhamdulillah. &amp;amp; yes, I get to get rid of this addiction to my own laptop. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the prayers He never fail to answer. It's either you hear it or you refuse to. Either one. Bottom line, He knows the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allahu A'lam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-7555096268213211279?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/7555096268213211279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7555096268213211279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7555096268213211279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-i-ever.html' title='If I ever'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8317719395447795519</id><published>2011-10-02T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:13:11.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Birthday girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLffXrb7-J4/TohSfgUPzWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BI3iOOEj1RM/s1600/Image3611.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLffXrb7-J4/TohSfgUPzWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BI3iOOEj1RM/s320/Image3611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658863632995306850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my bestest friend in this whole wide world, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K, this post is totally uncalled for actually, but guessing since you deactivated your facebook, here's the only place I can do it besides facebook. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yeah, happy birthday. I know today has been nothing but a pain for you and I really do feel sorry about that. On this day, I pray that you'll be someone much stronger and &lt;i&gt;happier&lt;/i&gt;. After all these years, I know you can go through all those craps. I just know you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all the times you've been there for me be it during my ups or my downs. You're still the best no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like they say "A best friend is someone that &lt;i&gt;just knows&lt;/i&gt; you need them without you even telling them why."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, May Allah shower you with his blessings all the time. I know it's hard to go through all these craps time and time again, stay strong! xoxo ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8317719395447795519?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8317719395447795519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-birthday-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8317719395447795519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8317719395447795519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-birthday-girl.html' title='To the Birthday girl'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLffXrb7-J4/TohSfgUPzWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BI3iOOEj1RM/s72-c/Image3611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2525675672090388483</id><published>2011-09-26T18:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:51:41.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai &amp; Results #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been awhile hasn't it. As mentioned in my previous post, I was away for Abu Dhabi/Dubai for 6 days. So yeah, this post is definitely something related to that. Heh. If there is any word to describe how the trip was, it was just fantabulously awesome. Haha! xD Great times spent there, great times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I am to talk about how I spent my time there, this will never come to an end. So sikit sikit ajer lah can. It was an impromptu decision actually to go for this trip. Imagine if I didn't apply for this trip, all I might do at home is rot. ~.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first day of the trip is seriously a turn off. Can you imagine, we traveled so far from Singapore to Abu Dhabi and all we get for dinner is... &lt;i&gt;Chinese seafood.&lt;/i&gt; Not funny at all. I can barely swallow any of the food that time. Tasteless rabak. One of the most memorable part of the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, the funny thing is, I saw a lot of Singaporeans there. Small world. Skips everything else, gonna go straight to the hotel. Reddison Blu hotel is &lt;b&gt;freaking awesome. &lt;/b&gt;The place is just uber beautiful. From the l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;obby, to the room, to the pool, to the chandelier to the whatever k. Lawa gila. Tak bedek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvEPlQskO3E/ToBUJ3arBxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T3tEPsHLuoQ/s320/DSC05853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656613660448720658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See it for yourself. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll only mention what I remember for now. Haha! Besides the horrifying dinner, the next memorable thing is the last night in Dubai. Get to bond with some of the people there. Yknow, I applied for this trip with Aini as the only person I know. The &lt;i&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;person. I guess after the second night, it gets less awkward. Haha! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that last night, it is definitely the huge mosque that we went to that I remember. It's a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; freeeeeeaaaking beautiful mosque. I was so mesmerized by the beauty. Lawaaaa sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKThEbta2GI/ToBu0VXpmII/AAAAAAAAAHE/R2RLCMFN4n4/s1600/DSC05954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z756lUCoyZI/ToBu0iCpnPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2PhLrRugGMs/s320/DSC05959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656642980747517170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKThEbta2GI/ToBu0VXpmII/AAAAAAAAAHE/R2RLCMFN4n4/s1600/DSC05954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKThEbta2GI/ToBu0VXpmII/AAAAAAAAAHE/R2RLCMFN4n4/s320/DSC05954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656642977345935490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up after the mosque is... THE DESERT. My favourite part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really&lt;b&gt; love&lt;/b&gt; the desert ride like akjsadaks. It was like riding an hour of rollercoaster. The scenery there is SubhanAllah. We get to watch the sunset there and even eat our dinner there. Got to watch belly dancing sumore. Well, the belly dancing part, to be honest, is disgusting ah to me. Not gonna lie. Shall not elaborate more, tak baik. Anyway, it's still an awesome night.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LljxvfSc2ns/ToB7JrnVVWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Gtar_zkjgOQ/s1600/DSC06190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LljxvfSc2ns/ToB7JrnVVWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Gtar_zkjgOQ/s320/DSC06190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656656538234082658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXSoKA0YIUc/ToB7JdsaY0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gxcSsd6so5o/s1600/DSC06160.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXSoKA0YIUc/ToB7JdsaY0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/gxcSsd6so5o/s320/DSC06160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656656534497289026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IY_5mCRAOQ/ToB7JOj8vhI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c_IedCJh8t0/s1600/DSC06156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-3IY_5mCRAOQ/ToB7JOj8vhI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c_IedCJh8t0/s320/DSC06156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656656530435259922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so many places that we went to, like the Burj Khalifa, the Palm Island, the museum, and so many places more. Like I said, if I am to elaborate every single thing, it'll come to no end. So yeah. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mo~ving on to the result part. Since the result was released when I was still in Dubai, I can't help it but to pay 10 dirhams just to check the bloody result. Meh. I was like "ARE YOU SERIOUS." when I checked my result. My GPA improved to my surprise.  Haha! xD Tak ku sangka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, for He answered my prayers again. ♥ Alhamdulillah. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2525675672090388483?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2525675672090388483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/dubai-results-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2525675672090388483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2525675672090388483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/dubai-results-1.html' title='Dubai &amp; Results #1'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvEPlQskO3E/ToBUJ3arBxI/AAAAAAAAAG8/T3tEPsHLuoQ/s72-c/DSC05853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-6990716380383232386</id><published>2011-09-12T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:31:42.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;There was once a man who was an enemy to Islam. He had three famous questions that no person could answer. No Islamic scholar in Baghdad could answer his three questions...thus he made fun of Islam in public. He constantly ridiculed Islam and the Muslims. One day a small boy, who`s age was 10, came along and heard the man yelling and screaming at Muslims in the street. He was challenging people openly to answer the three questions.&lt;br /&gt;The boy stood quietly and watched. He then decided that he would challenge the man. He walked up and told the man, "I will accept your challenge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man laughed at the boy and ridiculed the Muslims even more by saying, "A ten year old boy challenges me. Is this all you people have to offer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the boy patiently reiterated his stance. He would challenge the man, and with Allah`s help and guidance, he would put this to an end. The man finally accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire city gathered around a small "hill" where open addresses were usually made. The man climbed to the top, and in a loud voice asked his first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is your God doing right now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small boy thought for a little while and then told the man to climb down the hill and to allow him to go up in order to address the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says "What? You want me to come down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, "Yes. I need to reply, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man made his way down and the small boy, age 10, with his little feet made his way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small child`s reply was "Oh Allah Almighty! You be my witness in front of all these people. You have just willed that a Kafir be brought down to a low level, and that a Muslim be brought to a high level!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd cheered and screamed "Takbir"...."Allah-hu-akbar!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was humiliated, but he boldly asked his Second question... "What existed before your God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small child thought and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked the man to count backwards. "Count from 10 backwards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man counted..."10, 9 ,8 , 7 , 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked, "What comes before 0 ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man: "I don`t know...nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy: "Exactly. Nothing was before Allah, for He is eternal and absolute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd cheered again...."Takbir!"...."Allah-hu-akbar!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, now completely frustrated, asked his final question. "In which direction is your Allah facing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought and thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked for a candle. A candle was brought to him. The blessed child handed it to the man and asked him to light it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man did so and remarked, "What is this supposed to prove?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young boy asked, "In which direction is light from the candle going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man responded, "It is going in all directions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy: "You have answered your own question. Allah`s light (noor) goes in all directions. He is everywhere. There is no where that He cannot be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The crowd cheered again...."Takbir!"...."Allah-hu-akbar!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was so impressed and so moved by the boy`s knowledge and spirituality, that he embraced Islam and became a student of the young boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ended the debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the young boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young boy was one of our leaders and one of the greatest scholars, Imam Abu Hanîfa (May Allah bless him).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://www.livingislam.org/sis_e.html"&gt;http://www.livingislam.org/sis_e.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just something I feel like sharing. Ilalliqa' ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-6990716380383232386?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/6990716380383232386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-to-ponder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6990716380383232386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6990716380383232386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to ponder'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-9031782588684191350</id><published>2011-09-12T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:15:12.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAYA 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salam to y'all. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so after much contemplation, finally gonna update this blog. Lol. &lt;i&gt;Why must I make myself sounds so boring every single time. ~.~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta say that this year's Raya wasn't really one of the best but then again I gotta thank Allah for he answered my prayers time and time again without fail. It's indeed a blessing in disguise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what happened was, Ajib was admitted to the hospital the very first day of Eid. He vomitted for over 5 times within 5 hours. The anxiety got worse when the doctor told my dad his shun broke into half. It was definitely a very memorable first day. I cried so much to the point I feel so weak. That's how it was. Hamdan Lillah, he recovered well. Such a strong boy my brother is when in fact he's just 12 ♥. I guess, due to this fact, I tend to appreciate him more now. He's in a much better state now. Alhamdulillah. That was &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; the first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Due to the very emotional first day, I didn't get to study FPM that much. In fact, I studied only for a good 2 hours accumulative for FPM's SE paper. It was just a read through that was done during Ramdhan. Other than that, gone case. I prayed so hard that the paper's gonna be easy given that the past 4 papers were&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; tough. I can only pray at that time. Alhamdulillah again, it was a doable paper. Despite not being able to study, I still managed to do the paper. I'm not aiming for anything for FPM given I wasn't able to study with all that's going on. All in all, Alhamdulillah. ♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Ajib got admitted, we can't do any visitings. Even after he's discharged, he needs the time to recover anyway. So yeah. Inclusive of today, I only went out for visitings 5 times. Hah! My life record. His recovery is what matters most right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since he's able to walk and run again now, we &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; started our visitings. Like lol. Orang semua dah taknak jalan raya, kita baru nak start. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on, I'll be leaving for Dubai in 7 days time. Memang tak sabar. Excited sangat. Alhamdulillah, I've always thought I'd never be able to fly anywhere before I reach my 20s. Tapi tak. Hehe. Result is gonna be out while I'm there. Sungguh tidak shiok please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K, I'm done with the updates. Posting up some pictures just because. Hik hik. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVbaQTbv5M/TmzqPXekl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KH8PDJ5IRYM/s1600/IMG_6244.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVbaQTbv5M/TmzqPXekl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KH8PDJ5IRYM/s320/IMG_6244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651149182164309954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only family picture we took on the first day of raya. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iu_nHqoIg2Y/TmzqPuFoTZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uFsRZjgte4U/s1600/IMG_6453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iu_nHqoIg2Y/TmzqPuFoTZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uFsRZjgte4U/s320/IMG_6453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651149188233710994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken few days back. He's all healthy again. /yes, same outfit as the first day can/♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till next time. Ilalliqa' ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-9031782588684191350?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/9031782588684191350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/9031782588684191350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/9031782588684191350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-2011.html' title='RAYA 2011'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVbaQTbv5M/TmzqPXekl8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KH8PDJ5IRYM/s72-c/IMG_6244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1486706218222779334</id><published>2011-08-29T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:37:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your purpose of doing good deeds is to get the barakah from Allah. Everything goes back to your niyyah. If you do it for something else besides Allah, then it shall be of a waste. Same goes to your knowledge. Why do you study? For the sake of Allah. If you come to school for some other reasons besides to gain knowledge for His sake, then your knowledge won't be of barakah."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Dari satu hamba Allah ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those motivational words came from an ustaz back when I was 14, which is like 4 years ago. He said that because we often ask him if the topic he taught at that time will be tested in the exam. It has then become my motivation, my drive, to study. I never forced myself to stress too much, I never even want to do well just to get that satisfaction. All I do was, study. I gotta say, it was much more easier back then with over 15 subjects to memorize and all rather than now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, it's like I have forgotten those words. Like I never heard them. Those words came back last few days as I was doing my very own self reflection. /some sort ah, not really/ Maybe, for the 1 year and a half of my poly life, I've forgotten those words. That is why I find everything, hard to accomplish. Everything seems so much harder when in fact I'd done something much more tougher than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a talk with Dyja and she agreed when I brought up this matter. Studying in such an academic environment is so different that you, at times, forgot where you actually come from. Where you used to stand and how you used to stand. Seriously, this world is such a scary place to live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;He knows Best. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just pray hard that I will not change due to the strong influence, Insya Allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on. Know what, I had the most weirdest dream yesterday. Like, legit weirdness. I woke up with "0.0" written all over my face. The thing is, okay, the content of the dream is reasonable ah cause at times also I got think about fairytale things macam gitu, but the person in the dream is seriously VERY random. I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; know him but then he's not even someone that I think about &lt;b&gt;AT ALL&lt;/b&gt;. If it's some other guy that I frequently talk to pun like reasonable ah. This one, like never talk before, setakat come across one or twice. Kelakar lah sangat. I told my brother about it and he said "Ah, Allah nak tunjukkan tu, yang dier jodoh Kak Jannahh". &lt;b&gt;Suka hati kau lah adik&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tend to find true happiness when I start to bond with my siblings more. Masya Allah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough long post. I see you when I see you. Ilalliqa' :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1486706218222779334?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1486706218222779334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/sincerity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1486706218222779334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1486706218222779334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/sincerity.html' title='Sincerity.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8006884141808070696</id><published>2011-08-19T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:14:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110818</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbypnGF6VDA/Tk03xpFCZzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NXgrm07C1g4/s1600/J1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbypnGF6VDA/Tk03xpFCZzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NXgrm07C1g4/s320/J1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642227234145199922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since the pictures refused to turn out well tho I tried editing them, ended up with this la. So after planning for just a few days, we finally finally get to meet up. Been months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normally when we meet up with someone we're really close with after quiet a long time, we'll start observing for difference /God, this sounds so weird/. MUZ SKINNY ALREADY. Last three months, she like so bulat only. She believed me, not. I feel so fat now. /k bedek/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, after finishing my Maths paper today /I ain't gonna elaborate on the paper part/ Slacked in the library, staring at the HMT notes while I wait for myself to doze off. When I finally am able to doze off, she called "I'M AT THE MRT STATION ALREADY". Best or what. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Break fast-ed, Maghrib-ed, Isyak-ed, Terawih-ed together. It feels like we're back to our secondary school days. She and her nonsense, and I am with mine. I miss those days, where we can just meet, and talk and talk and talk non stop. Just like today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well spent day afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8006884141808070696?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8006884141808070696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/110818.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8006884141808070696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8006884141808070696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/110818.html' title='110818'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbypnGF6VDA/Tk03xpFCZzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NXgrm07C1g4/s72-c/J1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-3642746498531301158</id><published>2011-08-07T00:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:54:08.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati untuk dua.</title><content type='html'>Ini hanya lyrics semata-mata ya. Hihi. Nothing personal, just that I am so into the song right now that I need to post the lyrics up for no reason. -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Break.&lt;br /&gt;I know where you are.&lt;br /&gt;I’m break.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who you’re with now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! It’s not a love story, not a love story.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you’re making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it’s not just us. This is not between the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Now there’s three of us here, a story for three,&lt;br /&gt;Story that you’ve broken and ruined, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold onto your heart, I came all the way to you.&lt;br /&gt;You said you loved only me, words were just lies, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now you say you don’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to believe in your heart, even when you lied.&lt;br /&gt;I blinded myself to who you were.&lt;br /&gt;Every word you spoke, every lie you told.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, how could you give your heart for two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry, Cry, making me cry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl you’re making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Break it, break it, breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Going insane for you.&lt;br /&gt;In my head I know you lied to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you really break the hearts of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even look directly at me.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even believe what you’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;Even so I chased after you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(What happened to the one I love?)&lt;br /&gt;Yo, You deceived me when I trusted your words.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of knowing where’s the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s gonna happen to us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There’s no answer to that, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t, I can’t leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I think about it alone.&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Push me into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this has to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want (I want) to be with you (To be with you).&lt;br /&gt;And yet, the silence stays.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I try to forget, try to erase you.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t get you out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to believe in your heart, even when you lied.&lt;br /&gt;I blinded myself to who you were.&lt;br /&gt;Every word you spoke, every lie you told.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, how could you give your heart for two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry, Cry, making me cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl you’re making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Break it, break it, breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Going insane for you.&lt;br /&gt;In my head I know you lied to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you really break the hearts of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can do it. I know that I can leave you.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t, I can’t do it, I have to be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don’t want to believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I have to see through you.&lt;br /&gt;Getting dizzy, stop that.&lt;br /&gt;Who do I blame, answer me, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke it off, ground it into dust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our love story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story that we made.&lt;br /&gt;It’s no love story.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t finish it myself, hands shaking too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you really break the hearts of two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to believe, even when you lied.&lt;br /&gt;I blinded myself to who you were.&lt;br /&gt;Every word you spoke, every lie you told.&lt;br /&gt;Girl, how could you give your heart for two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll defend me, suspicions running wildly.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, I need to know where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Constantly lied to, Can’t give my heart up.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a love story, not a love story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-3642746498531301158?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/3642746498531301158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3642746498531301158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3642746498531301158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_38.html' title='Hati untuk dua.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-317518024892516265</id><published>2011-08-07T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:15:41.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>Because I told no one about it. Not even a single soul.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why, it hurts even more. It's not like I'm not familiar with this. Hah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥ Allah knows best, I shall leave everything to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-317518024892516265?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/317518024892516265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/317518024892516265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/317518024892516265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_07.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-4052140601914559281</id><published>2011-08-05T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:10:15.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>내 감정은.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46UTAseeT5E/TjuH7NAAsCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XEINl7sAaw8/s1600/41621_1059326093_230_q.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46UTAseeT5E/TjuH7NAAsCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XEINl7sAaw8/s320/41621_1059326093_230_q.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637248809756045346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss them, I miss this place, I miss everything. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime fasting month come right, I confirm case emotional about this thing. I mean, it's never the same again. How I missed the times when we don't even need to plan to meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We see each other everyday, fight, be okay, understands each other more and bla bla bla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, even meeting my bestfriend is hard. What even. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really know how to express myself properly. But yeah, I miss you guys like jsdhfdj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p/s : What if..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wallahu A'lam. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&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/6450782699120266246-4052140601914559281?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/4052140601914559281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4052140601914559281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4052140601914559281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='내 감정은.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46UTAseeT5E/TjuH7NAAsCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XEINl7sAaw8/s72-c/41621_1059326093_230_q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-5209111321811074156</id><published>2011-08-02T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:22:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Kareem</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Every year, when it's time for Ramadhan , I'll wonder, will I change to be better? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam to all. This post is totally uncalled for. I am supposed to study right now but since nothing is going in my brain, I'll just post something to, well, atleast not waste my time. Hehe. Anyway, if last year I didn't get to enjoy the last day of Ramadhan with everyone, this year, I can't get to do so on the very &lt;i&gt;first day. &lt;/i&gt;I get so emotional to the point I feel like crying. It comes only once a year. So heartpain ah pucuk pangkal cerita. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, majority of my exam papers falls  during the fasting month. Only FPM is not. (2nd day of raya which is equal to double heartpain.) Umm, so yeah. Normally I have like extra motivations when exams falls during the fasting month. Tapi this year like, Wallahu A'lam tak tahu mengapa. ): I just need to &lt;i&gt;find &lt;/i&gt;that motivation. Insya Allah dapat jumpa la eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Rotating Equipment Engineering's Common Test. This, posting this, just shows how tawakkal I already am. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Du'a is the only thing that's gonna work for now. Studying is no longer relevant since I have less than 24 hours left. )8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what they said : &lt;b&gt;من جد وجد&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-5209111321811074156?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/5209111321811074156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-kareem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5209111321811074156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5209111321811074156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-kareem.html' title='Ramadhan Kareem'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-4676681971291882153</id><published>2011-07-22T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:49:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing changed.</title><content type='html'>Long whiny post ahead, do exit if you don't wish to read.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past two weeks has been such a roller-coaster ride for me. Piles of work to finish and whatnot. I came to realize, in the journey of 'trying to finish P4 asap'. I forgot my own responsibility as a daughter, a friend, and most importantly, as a servant to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today seriously did slap me right at the face. I have grown to be such an ignorant...bitch(?) /I can't find any other words to describe it right now, tho this might be too much/ I only care about how I feel and not others. I only care about my moodswings and not others. I only care about my own pleasure and not others. That's how I look at myself at right now. This, all this, I didn't realize it until today. Everyday, every single day. I go back home, settle down, sit in front of my study table and start my schoolwork and whatnot. That's my day cycle. I din't take into consideration what my mum did for me all day long and all I care is to finish up my schoolwork and sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She cooked, she cleaned up MY mess in MY room, she washed MY clothes. Tell me how useless of a daughter I am. I feel so bad for her that I can't even look at her right at the face just now. I have been so selfish. I wanted to change and I have been saying this forever. I don't even know what's stopping me from changing. I feel so bad up to the point where I feel like she doesn't deserve a daughter like me. Seriously. But Alhamdullillah, I threw away that kind of thought soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything Ibu. I will change, I will try. I'm so sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-4676681971291882153?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/4676681971291882153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/nothing-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4676681971291882153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4676681971291882153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/nothing-changed.html' title='Nothing changed.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2574757853031150903</id><published>2011-07-05T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:16:26.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I need to start reflecting on my actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2574757853031150903?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2574757853031150903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-i-need-to-start-reflecting-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2574757853031150903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2574757853031150903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-i-need-to-start-reflecting-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-7083126145205388062</id><published>2011-07-02T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:31:42.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Tests and yada yada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harro. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yeah, common test ended and I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I know what to post just now, now I totally blanked out. )8 Will post a more productive post soon. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-7083126145205388062?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/7083126145205388062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/common-tests-and-yada-yada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7083126145205388062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7083126145205388062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/07/common-tests-and-yada-yada.html' title='Common Tests and yada yada'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-7695638101985266989</id><published>2011-06-16T14:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:37:26.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before You Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After so long, here's a post that I promise will bore you. Read up if you think you want to waste your time on something well.. unimportant. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll start with my school stuffs. Well, school hasn't been that great. I suffered from major sleep deprivation finishing up reports, assignments and etc. You can just imagine how boring it is. But surprisingly, I kinda enjoy what I am doing. Which is a good thing. I need to be more positive at times. Or else things won't work for me. Huahua. Just two weeks ago, I got back my FPM test result. And yes, not a surprise I failed with a BIG FAT F. My depressing life kinda start from there. To add on to that, I have to work with some inconsiderate people for my lab that doesn't even understand what initiative is. I'm just glad I have Dijah to help me through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So just Tuesday I went to meet up with my teacher since I failed so bad. I reminded myself time and time again I need to be strong so as not to tear up when he scold me or anything. But yeah, it's a shear fail. It was good th first 10 minutes. But just when time goes, I get weaker, and eventually I cried. :/ It was totally my fault so there's no one I should blame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I realize now, how much weaker I have gotten after all these while.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promised myself I will study harder. Let's see how far I can get to prove myself. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on, to anyone this may concern, I'm sorry, yes I'm sorry. I used to be able to handle everything. Yes, everything. But humans do have their limits don't they? I love our friendship still. But what my mother said a few weeks back got me seriously thinking "You guys grew up, you guys grow apart.. Nothing stays forever..". Just shortly after that, that mindchanging text from you came. I was seriously speechless. How insensitive you can be towards my feeling. Like as if I mean nothing at all towards you. You should have known how sensitive I am when it comes to that kind of thing, but you just don't. Eversince then, I no longer feel close and whatnot to you. I no longer feel the need to talk to you. I no longer feel that I need to share anything with you at all.. cause I figured, &lt;i&gt;you never care. &lt;/i&gt;You will know when to look for me. You will know when you need me. I am okay with that. I'll do what I need to as a friend. But fact that I feel so used these days, I can't find the strength to look for you anymore cause it will just make me look like a hypocrite trying to mask how I feel actually. So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's something that I got to admit to. I have yet to find the guts to say all these to you straight instead of being a coward letting it out in a lifeless blog. I will someday though. I will tell you. Just need to find the right time and right place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just so tired with everything that is happening to my life right now. May Allah give me all the strength I need to go on with life. Amin Ya Rabbal 'Alamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: I love my classmates so much, they are the bestest. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-7695638101985266989?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/7695638101985266989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7695638101985266989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/7695638101985266989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-you-go.html' title='Before You Go.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2587620962001451586</id><published>2011-06-01T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T21:19:41.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my bestfriend, I miss my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CblYQj_YXbo/TeY8PZBfDrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0STutdesJhE/s1600/tumblr_lm0zgiCQle1qaobbko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CblYQj_YXbo/TeY8PZBfDrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0STutdesJhE/s320/tumblr_lm0zgiCQle1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613240220676722354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To whoever it may concern.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2587620962001451586?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2587620962001451586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-my-bestfriend-i-miss-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2587620962001451586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2587620962001451586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-my-bestfriend-i-miss-my-life.html' title='I miss my bestfriend, I miss my life.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CblYQj_YXbo/TeY8PZBfDrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0STutdesJhE/s72-c/tumblr_lm0zgiCQle1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2567507899068802900</id><published>2011-05-01T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:25:11.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7p3w3FBugQs/Tb13htDb4wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/svSbNULR6N0/s1600/61128_160115790681271_100000485546336_482356_5333263_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7p3w3FBugQs/Tb13htDb4wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/svSbNULR6N0/s320/61128_160115790681271_100000485546336_482356_5333263_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601764932432159490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi let me introduce you to my girlfriends. :) /it has got nothing to do with the post/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum. So here's another post. I am going to rant about something that is rather personal so really apologize to anyone that might be hurt by it. I am just sharing my piece of mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, something rather unexpected happened. I got to say that I might be the only soul that is surprised by this whole thing. When others are not. See, this rather 'unexpected' event got me thinking. God knows so much about us. He created us to face the world for a reason. He gave us life, we ourselves decide what we want to do with it. What happened just literally showed me that if you really decide to make yourself look so low in front of the society then Allah will just give you that. True that we plan he decides, but everything goes back to you. I seriously am upset about this thing. Not gonna lie. I am scared for you, yes.. for you. What happened? Why this? Why of all things, this you chose? There's &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt; you can do to have fun. But why did you choose this? You proved me that you &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; low. I am in no place to judge you. But you showed me you wanted to be that so long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray to Allah that he will give you the &lt;i&gt;hidayah&lt;/i&gt; you very much need. I love you, as a sister in Islam. You're not even someone related to me. But I used to love you just as one. Allah Ma'aki ya ukhti. Amin ya Rabbal 'Alamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall end this post with some parts of the lyrics from &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Hold my hand &lt;/i&gt;by Maher Zain. To you, this is for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;There are many ways to do it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Turn around and see what we have left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Hold my hand my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;We can save the good spirit of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;For another chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;And let’s pray for a beautiful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;A beautiful world I share with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&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/6450782699120266246-2567507899068802900?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2567507899068802900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2567507899068802900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2567507899068802900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-us.html' title='I miss us.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7p3w3FBugQs/Tb13htDb4wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/svSbNULR6N0/s72-c/61128_160115790681271_100000485546336_482356_5333263_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-5325449649871449057</id><published>2011-04-30T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T22:03:55.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What that was left behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so as promised. I am going to make this an essaylong post so as to compensate the posts I should have posted during the holidays. This is seriously ovedued. So please do forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So school has been rather hectic and I am pretty sure I will get used to it soon. There's nothing to be sad about for school. It's a lie if I am to say it is not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; hard. Cause seriously, it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;is very&lt;/span&gt; hard. I am not coping that well since I am still in honeymoon mood. But Insya Allah I will get used to it. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously love how nicely I spent my holidays that I do not want it to be over just yet. ;A; Vikings are one of the best thing that had happened to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I am going to rant about my Vikings next, please do leave if you're not interested. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Freshmen Orientation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was seriously awesome way beyond words. You can not imagine how much fun I had despite all the glitches that happened along the way that is totally not necessary to dwell over. Having such a great partner as Ming Xiang, I can not ask for a better FO. :) I am thankful just the way it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xahd2EPpnAs/TbwUjBAAy7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tEQWldA1Yoo/s1600/13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xahd2EPpnAs/TbwUjBAAy7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tEQWldA1Yoo/s320/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601374628338518962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIDxUfmW1OE/TbwUizG9CDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D7sfqqBeseg/s1600/12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eIDxUfmW1OE/TbwUizG9CDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/D7sfqqBeseg/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601374624609536050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't have to be the best cause they are awesome like that. My freshies. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple as that, the pictures explained how much I love my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vikings Chalet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLNhMUJoTdU/TbwVsoaTr1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/OTgyR6XHJG8/s1600/15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLNhMUJoTdU/TbwVsoaTr1I/AAAAAAAAAFs/OTgyR6XHJG8/s320/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601375893048242002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0RZpZZdLHU/TbwVsebsACI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Wy6KXuQ6Ziw/s1600/14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0RZpZZdLHU/TbwVsebsACI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Wy6KXuQ6Ziw/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601375890369675298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ all of these moments to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;You all are the awesomest bunch of people EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wallahu A'lam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-5325449649871449057?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/5325449649871449057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-that-was-left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5325449649871449057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5325449649871449057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-that-was-left-behind.html' title='What that was left behind.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xahd2EPpnAs/TbwUjBAAy7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tEQWldA1Yoo/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1940924711879457184</id><published>2011-04-21T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:03:58.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ghrxNtPbyA/TbAnehcODwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiEYwf3AdqI/s1600/Snapshot_20110315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-8ghrxNtPbyA/TbAnehcODwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiEYwf3AdqI/s320/Snapshot_20110315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017742147817218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am never strong without you. Allahu Akbar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so &lt;i&gt;hi&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been long hasn't it? Hehe. Anyway, there are so many updates about myself that I want to type down here. But it won't come to an end if I do. From FO, to how school reopens, to how the beginning of Year 2 pretty much tested my patience and all sorts. I want to tell it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll do it soon. &lt;i&gt;Real soon&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1940924711879457184?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1940924711879457184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1940924711879457184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1940924711879457184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-goodbye.html' title='Beautiful Goodbye'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ghrxNtPbyA/TbAnehcODwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iiEYwf3AdqI/s72-c/Snapshot_20110315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2014662897652074977</id><published>2011-04-06T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:12:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could.</title><content type='html'>There's things in this world that you wish you could have just by pointing it out and say "I want this". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things aren't as simple as that. If things &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; as simple as that, there won't be any hardwork, sweat and even satisfaction.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Be a People's person,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2014662897652074977?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2014662897652074977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-i-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2014662897652074977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2014662897652074977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-i-could.html' title='I wish I could.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8274510226356493958</id><published>2011-04-05T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:11:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="460" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/62RAK4arstU?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  باسم الله الله اكبر&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8274510226356493958?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8274510226356493958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8274510226356493958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8274510226356493958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-for-you.html' title='This is for you.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/62RAK4arstU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8653599900297817627</id><published>2011-04-05T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T10:22:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMk71ikkCZE/TZp7mOKOpeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ehbBPaCqbp8/s1600/N1315.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMk71ikkCZE/TZp7mOKOpeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ehbBPaCqbp8/s320/N1315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591917783900136930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi world 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to start this post abruptly hokay. So yeah, went for Seoul Garden yesterday with Mairah. It was awesome. We stayed there up to 3 hours. OTL. We ate so much that right after that we can barely walk. We literally dragged our feet out of that place. Lol. All I know as I reach home, I experienced a bloody painful stomachache. &lt;!--3 Glad that I am better now. &lt;/div--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Told mum that I plan to stay home the whole week and slack. I do not want to tire myself out before FO and before school reopens. Speaking of which, timetable was out yesterday. I gotta say that I am about to experience countless number of Monday blues I tell you. Monday classes start at 8AM and ends at 8.30PM. I call that damn sian. Yes. It's a confirm case I'll reach home around 10 or even later. How sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll have to work 100x harder for this semester. True fact.&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/6450782699120266246-8653599900297817627?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8653599900297817627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8653599900297817627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8653599900297817627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-post.html' title='Another post'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMk71ikkCZE/TZp7mOKOpeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ehbBPaCqbp8/s72-c/N1315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-353264722998161133</id><published>2011-04-01T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:27:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTLs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, hi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been long since I last posted. No? Teehee. So here it is. I am left with 2 weeks before school reopens. How sad. I have yet to enjoy my holiday to the fullest. See, it's Programme 4 rightaway. I just am not ready. Okay, heck with that. Moving on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall dedicate this post to one of the bestest friend I have ever had. I repeat, ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--oS5DyIpv1U/TZVgqE0jsUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OCgX05ZgHIc/s1600/N1345.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--oS5DyIpv1U/TZVgqE0jsUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OCgX05ZgHIc/s320/N1345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590480788415295810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are an amazing friend just so you know. ^^♥&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh btw, I can not wait for FO.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get CP1106 for my class, woohhhhooooo. My course, take that dooooodddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-353264722998161133?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/353264722998161133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-that-made-me-smile-everytime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/353264722998161133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/353264722998161133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-that-made-me-smile-everytime.html' title='OTLs'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--oS5DyIpv1U/TZVgqE0jsUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OCgX05ZgHIc/s72-c/N1345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-3574852555493192308</id><published>2011-03-26T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:33:36.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results and etc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GxkeU3WcZNY/TYzCHLYNbYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FxB4LkRIh14/s1600/resultsem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GxkeU3WcZNY/TYzCHLYNbYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FxB4LkRIh14/s320/resultsem2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588054666229149058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, to begin with I shall say that my result was way better than what I expected. I scored an A for my CEP which is way beyond my expectation cause the paper was bloody hard to me. IPC was a surprise too cause I was expecting a C instead of a B  /tho it's not much of a difference/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, true what was said. He who never disappoint, He who knows whats best for me. I am indeed more than thankful for all that had happened. I am sure I can work harder for an even better result. Amin. Next semester shall be our Programme 4. I need to be strong and firm towards myself.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving on, OGL partners ahs been decided and I am glad I have Ming Xiang as mine cause like seriously if I get an even louder guy I might be, okay hard to explain. Anyway, yeay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be updating more on FO as time goes okay? So yeah. Pretty seepy right now, so I am ranting nonsense instead of blogging properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-3574852555493192308?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/3574852555493192308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/results-and-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3574852555493192308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3574852555493192308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/results-and-etc.html' title='Results and etc'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GxkeU3WcZNY/TYzCHLYNbYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FxB4LkRIh14/s72-c/resultsem2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-9014341045615449548</id><published>2011-03-16T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:17:14.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vikings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F-4wUfZD6oc?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holla peeps. I am leaving you guys with this video for now. It explains what I am feeling right now. Totally. Will update soon. Real soon.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-9014341045615449548?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/9014341045615449548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/vikings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/9014341045615449548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/9014341045615449548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/vikings.html' title='Vikings'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F-4wUfZD6oc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-5606430268759305912</id><published>2011-03-13T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:47:19.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flavors.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcvSzlpmi3M/TXyuWiSo39I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3pHAu1cRRe0/s1600/jsakak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcvSzlpmi3M/TXyuWiSo39I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3pHAu1cRRe0/s320/jsakak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583529340217909202" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my annoying face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcvSzlpmi3M/TXyuWiSo39I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3pHAu1cRRe0/s1600/jsakak.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So as I said, I re-watched A Walk To Remember. That just made it my 11th time watching it. Excluding the times I watch it in 2009. Like I expected, I cried like I don't care. Did I mention I watched it in the middle of night? Oh yeah I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I especially cried at the father-son hugging part. I gotta say that I am sensitive when it comes to family bond matter. I do not know why. It is something I can't, just can't stop myself from crying. Nadhz did say that it is based on a true story, whuch makes it 100 times more sad than it already is. Psh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I didn't really spend the day productively I should say cause 3/4 of the day I spent by walking around and do nothing at sister's in-law house. ;__; I dislike jemputan for a reason. But ignoring the unproductive part, the function got satay. Woo. All I know, I came back with satay smell all over my baju songket. ROFL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be a long day. OGL training session that is. &lt;i&gt;Let's go pipol let's go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, people that don't know me as in that is not close to me normally have such such a negative first impression on me. Like I stuck up and all. Seriously, I have no idea where that come from. Come talk to me of you feel like I am so sepak-able or anything. I'll definitely talk to you back okay? If I don't then with all your mighty wish sepak me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now, I miss my bestfriend. Siti Muzainah, comeback Singapore fast can. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, I gotta say that LTC reallyyyyy helped me in making lots of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should I change my bgm to Only Hope? Ya Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-5606430268759305912?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/5606430268759305912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/flavorsme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5606430268759305912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/5606430268759305912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/flavorsme.html' title='flavors.me'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcvSzlpmi3M/TXyuWiSo39I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3pHAu1cRRe0/s72-c/jsakak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-8003852591336105728</id><published>2011-03-11T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:52:32.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Gsm6zmYDmus?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When it feels like my dreams are so far.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This version is second best after Mandy Moore's. I love it to bits and pieces. I tear a lil inside everytime I listen to it. My heart is very weak you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-8003852591336105728?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/8003852591336105728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-it-feels-like-my-dreams-are-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8003852591336105728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/8003852591336105728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-it-feels-like-my-dreams-are-so-far.html' title='Only Hope.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Gsm6zmYDmus/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1335286536022289791</id><published>2011-03-11T13:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:19:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi pipol.♥ I am finally back from camp. /tho it doesn't make any difference/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd rate it 8/10 for the whole thing. It was fun, able to make new friends and stuffs. /pardon me if it gets boring, I'm still sleepy you see/ For the very first time ever - and I suppose not the last - I miss my mum's cooking like a lot there. Not because the food there not nice or anything. I myself do not know why. MUM'S COOKING FOR THA WINN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept only for 3-4 hours at the camp for the whole 3days 2nights. Sadded or what. I can't sleep. One, because I never bring sleeping bag. Two, because the floor was so freaking cold. See la, I never bring any sleeping bag or mattress or whatnot then the room so cold end up I cannot sleep. The second day was so torturous that I reminded myself that I HAVE to sleep no matter what. Since the room so cold, I went up to level four and slept and the prayers room. Since there got no fan at all. So warm like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/sorry for the excessive Singlish I am using/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the games part, it was fun. So much fun. The night walk especially. It seriously surprises me how I can go wayy beyond what I expected I could. I never crawled that far before. Check check when I reach there my leg cramp. Nothing unusual cause most of the time when I go for camps, cramp is like nothing already. )': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously there's some glitches and dissatisfaction going on. But I signed up for the camp to have fun, and I did. &lt;i&gt;We make mistakes, so do learn to forgive others. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My pimples break out like mad at the camp. So sadded you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLnXqrWGN_8/TXnAXItRq3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/VvohVG1Rers/s320/N1288.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582704716809350002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;"People have their ways to do things, so do we. Don't always look for others fault cause we ourselves are never perfect. Never. We have no right to judge others. You don't like people talking behind your back, don't talk about others behind their backs. Always think of the good things people do and don't always pinpoint on their mistakes. Things always gets ugly like that"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1335286536022289791?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1335286536022289791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1335286536022289791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1335286536022289791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLnXqrWGN_8/TXnAXItRq3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/VvohVG1Rers/s72-c/N1288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-4482155157390140632</id><published>2011-03-04T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:28:57.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awesomes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eqohKcKpRlE?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with the awesomes are love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, SE ended ~horribly~ with CEP. But all in all. Allah knows best. I shall not mourn over what had happened. So, right after the last paper, we decided to eat our fill at Seoul Garden. Which I've been wanting to do eversince school started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so basically what I did after SE are over is just...slacking. Slacking to no end. It feel so good to be examinations free but yeah, it won't be long till I feel the boredom and the need to do something. Mehh. I wanted to work this holiday but given that my schedule is pretty pack this month and the next with LTC stuffs going on, I don't think I can handle it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-4482155157390140632?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/4482155157390140632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/awesomes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4482155157390140632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4482155157390140632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/awesomes.html' title='The Awesomes'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eqohKcKpRlE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1852616042334725503</id><published>2011-03-01T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T11:24:42.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XtYHY-WF2l4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might think that.. &lt;i&gt;'oh please, not again.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But believe it or not, it's hard for a Korean song to actually inspire me. But this song did so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1852616042334725503?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1852616042334725503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/final-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1852616042334725503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1852616042334725503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/03/final-day.html' title='Final day.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XtYHY-WF2l4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-6225221887682273396</id><published>2011-02-24T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T19:48:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;A; hey you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;こんばんはみいなさああん。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need motivations. For real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-6225221887682273396?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/6225221887682273396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6225221887682273396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6225221887682273396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-you.html' title=';A; hey you'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-6476483611949974890</id><published>2011-02-24T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:04:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With You.. Always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-6476483611949974890?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/6476483611949974890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6476483611949974890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/6476483611949974890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-4846029894251850223</id><published>2011-02-22T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:45:11.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgXcDMe0L6Q/TWOtnQ_TLXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4UkuiE9ko1o/s1600/mathss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgXcDMe0L6Q/TWOtnQ_TLXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4UkuiE9ko1o/s320/mathss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576491653701774706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so hi. It has been so long since I last updated. As I said earlier. My Examination is coming and it's really here. Believe it or not it's starting tomorrow. I am beyond scared but I know He will guide me through as I know if efforts has been put in, He will never disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-4846029894251850223?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/4846029894251850223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-so-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4846029894251850223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/4846029894251850223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-so-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgXcDMe0L6Q/TWOtnQ_TLXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4UkuiE9ko1o/s72-c/mathss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2441514631787726991</id><published>2011-02-15T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:24:16.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We. Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ysE5pzSyV4/TVpFD8zG_NI/AAAAAAAAADk/DJpZmaq1ksM/s1600/mix_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ysE5pzSyV4/TVpFD8zG_NI/AAAAAAAAADk/DJpZmaq1ksM/s320/mix_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573843422986829010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so basically this picture explains how I'm feeling right now. Pouty. CEP didn't go that well but atleast I know and learnt my mistake. Regretting to no end brings me nowhere. So yeah. I have been feeling so so lazy these past few days that I have to push myself to the end. Push like I never cared. Slacking does me no good at all cause I know the pleasure of it and starts to not want to study and blablabla. You know it. Insya Allah tak lah kan. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, SJM's 'Perfection' was out yesterday and you have no idea how much I squealed yesterday. Been a little over a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I have been mugging endlessly these past few days, I tend to de-stress more by editing pictures and stuffs. Life is very very very boring lately. That's my update. Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fallahu A'lam. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2441514631787726991?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2441514631787726991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2441514631787726991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2441514631787726991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-us.html' title='We. Us.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ysE5pzSyV4/TVpFD8zG_NI/AAAAAAAAADk/DJpZmaq1ksM/s72-c/mix_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-1524494939142632953</id><published>2011-02-12T09:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T09:56:14.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelight ;A;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5lkpnUE_4/TVXniYUfT1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZsnMpZ5-oN4/s1600/N981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5lkpnUE_4/TVXniYUfT1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZsnMpZ5-oN4/s200/N981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572614691770814290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodmorning to the world♥ I feel so fresh now that I bathed and all. Okay to start off, today I planned to study but then again I'm not sure if that is happening cause you see, I'm such such such a procrastinator. IDE ;_; Doa jer lah banyak-banyak nari I belajar. ^-^♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday after studying like mad for two hours I took the time off by watching the TV. And low and behold my favourite variety show was on. &lt;i&gt;2D1N.&lt;/i&gt; Of course I would watch it. It was about foreign workers and their families. I swear I was overwhelmed with emotions watching the part where they get to reunite with their family. It feels so sad. ;______;♥ it must have been hard for these people to actually work elsewhere and not being with their family. /SOBS\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept in tears as I was reminded of that show. That's how I am. ~.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-1524494939142632953?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/1524494939142632953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodmorning-to-world-i-feel-so-fresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1524494939142632953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/1524494939142632953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodmorning-to-world-i-feel-so-fresh.html' title='lovelight ;A;'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6f5lkpnUE_4/TVXniYUfT1I/AAAAAAAAADc/ZsnMpZ5-oN4/s72-c/N981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2603895804824198181</id><published>2011-02-11T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T19:17:44.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listen to my background music and you shall be enlightened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I am to rant today, it will never end. I pretty much wasted my time mostly today. Good thing I followed my mum to her religious class. It's like a mild slap. I am in mad love with this song that I made it my bgm. It's such a motivation. &amp;amp; It goves me a push at the back sometimes. Reasons that I only know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is beautiful how He is able to make you feel things you thought you'll never be able to feel again. Fallahu Akbar.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do follow me on twitter cause I'm there most of the time.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/magnaeherk"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-2603895804824198181?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2603895804824198181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/doing-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2603895804824198181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2603895804824198181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/doing-it-again.html' title='Doing it again.'/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-3421248471001287101</id><published>2011-02-11T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:14:39.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caADZMijprk/TVUAj4QJ9qI/AAAAAAAAADU/CizsLjP48Lc/s1600/N1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caADZMijprk/TVUAj4QJ9qI/AAAAAAAAADU/CizsLjP48Lc/s200/N1037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572360730336425634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been so long since I last posted here. It's like.. what.. last year? -facepalm-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise, I will update more from time to time. For now, exam is like just around the corner. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allah Ma'i.^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6450782699120266246-3421248471001287101?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/3421248471001287101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-has-been-so-long-since-i-last-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3421248471001287101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/3421248471001287101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-has-been-so-long-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caADZMijprk/TVUAj4QJ9qI/AAAAAAAAADU/CizsLjP48Lc/s72-c/N1037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450782699120266246.post-2070985626413535730</id><published>2010-10-16T12:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:11:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello. It has been so long since I last posted something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For I've been to busy enjoying with my life since its holiday if you might not notice that. From what I see, this blog seems to be the place I vent out all the angered up feelings I have. And that often only happens once in awhile. Trust me, its really hard to see me reallllyyyyy get pissed over something. Since I am a very short-tempered. I only get angry for a short span of time. Yes that's me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the 3 weeks I'm having the time of my life ; I listened to a lot of Japanese songs. Needed that morale boost before school reopens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If really look for the good ones, you';; find the good ones. I found a lot. Such beautiful songs there is. I've been cutting down on my Kpop spazzing for all I know. The time for me to leave the fandom is kinda nearing. Just a few more years or maybe even month before I finally find the day to stop. As in, really stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not that I do not want to be in this fandom anymore. It's more like I find that its enough. I enjoyed the ride. And its time to stop. Somehow. Moreover, the only reason I stayed is for the 15 souls that invaded my life without I even notice it.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not now. Just not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of which. Cho Kyuhyun will be in musical theatre and you have no idea how proud I am. He grew so much. So much from the time I started spazzing about him for the past 3 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am indeed anticipating that debut. The other side of him.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes. Dana will be there. Talking about excitement here. CSJH has been gone for too long. Dana, you'll be there. Joy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then, Sayonara. ^^&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s : check out the blog's song. Ohno Satoshi's voice is one of the best I've heard. Honest that is.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(3, 2, 2); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 1.6666em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold; height: 23px; max-height: 23px; line-height: 23px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="「 静かな夜に」 大野　智　（僕の見ている風景 ）" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 0.9166em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; letter-spacing: -0.5px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PeAhtezG3Aw"&gt;静かな夜に&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="0" height="0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeAhtezG3Aw?autoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="0" height="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6450782699120266246-2070985626413535730?l=yours--faithfully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/feeds/2070985626413535730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2070985626413535730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6450782699120266246/posts/default/2070985626413535730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yours--faithfully.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Janna♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03700546728332456488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1R4rEFTlto/TEKQZfNY_wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WK9XcBIvQpo/S220/DSC02730+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
