<?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-4248456430836558792</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:49:21.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIANAA (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5065922446562853534</id><published>2010-04-27T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:24:25.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things have been really really bad for me, for the past few days. I don't understand what do you want from me. What's your motive. I feel so hopeless now. I want to runaway. But it won't change anything. I want to hold grudges and take revenge. But it still won't change anything. So, what's the point? I've been searching for you, since day 1 of 2010. And then, when I found you. You've been transferred to another flower. Maybe, Allah have His own reason. And I won't question him. Although, I am doing it now. I have no idea, what's my problem. I don't know what to say. Nor what to do. Exams nearing. And I'm doomed. &lt;div&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/4248456430836558792-5065922446562853534?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5065922446562853534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5065922446562853534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5065922446562853534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5065922446562853534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-have-been-really-really-bad-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5500663735856058712</id><published>2010-04-17T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:59:48.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never will I ever regret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/life%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Quotes%20and%20Sayings/Life/059.jpg" border="0" alt="life quote Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&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: left;"&gt;HI :) I actually forgot what's my password for this account. Haha. Life has been really wonderful. Studies are improving. Except for AMaths. I slept throughout the test. And wrote only the questions on the paper. Thinking it will score me method marks, NOT! hahaha. I will be having fitness test next week, 2.4km run too! I hope the weather will be just nice. Sorry for abandoning my blog, again. Have been wanting to update, but time permits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANDDD, prelim 1's coming in less than 2 weeks! I have been revising every night, but I still have the feeling that I am not even prepared for any exams right now. Not to forget, me and thelovelyboy are doing great. What more do you need to know? I never thought you would even care to ask. Thank you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again" - If we ever meet again by Timbaland feat katy perry. &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;I won't be that heartless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&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/4248456430836558792-5500663735856058712?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5500663735856058712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5500663735856058712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5500663735856058712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5500663735856058712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-will-i-ever-regret.html' title='Never will I ever regret.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1284911916006676218</id><published>2010-03-29T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:52:49.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to the fullest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Diana/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darling.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 331px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/darling.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture credits : http://icanread.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiiii :D I promised to not abandon my blog once I've created tumblr, right? hehe. Sorry for not blogging anymore. Do not have time to. Anyways, I do not think anyone would read my blog right? So, no point. I'm blogging for me, myself and my clique ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been great! Clique, friends, family; been better! Laughing non-stop with buddy and Amelia during lessons and in between lessons do really release my stress-out. Actually, I'm not stress at all. Not even a bit. But the fear of Nlevels is growing! I have to buck up in Literature and Biology. I suck at those two subjects! URGH. Tutor anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, LIFE HAVE BEEN SUPERB! :D Mid-years coming, and I must be prepared at least 1 week before first paper of the first subject. That's my first goal. Alright, got to go! Love you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodnight, lovely boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-1284911916006676218?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1284911916006676218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1284911916006676218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1284911916006676218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1284911916006676218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-to-fullest.html' title='Not to the fullest.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-582393273374225574</id><published>2010-03-16T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:36:38.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovelyboy :)</title><content type='html'>There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend. One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?” The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying….. “Just take care of my eyes dear.” I’ll always love you forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tumblr-hopping just now. &amp;amp; found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You keep me smiling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-582393273374225574?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/582393273374225574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=582393273374225574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/582393273374225574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/582393273374225574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/lovelyboy.html' title='Lovelyboy :)'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5967498067172065008</id><published>2010-03-14T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:17:27.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.A.F</title><content type='html'>Ohhhhh, the weather's kinda hot isn't it? I have to change real soon to go to my family's birthday pit then to embah's house. I bet, we will reach home around 10/11 at night. Haiyeeer. Currently watching AdnanSempit on youtube. Heard that it's good. Anyways, is there something wrong with the physics paper? Seriously! The numbers are all oh-so complicating. I'm so meeting her on tuesday, if she were to be in school. Well, serves me right for not practising for a long time. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be revising my SS as i have to finish up the 3 essays during the hols. But I'm too lazy to even read it out. HAHA, because it's not the real test, that's why I'm acting like this. OKAY, WHATEVER. I have chats/texts to reply, room to clean and movie to watch :) I love you, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like you, can? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-5967498067172065008?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5967498067172065008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5967498067172065008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5967498067172065008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5967498067172065008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/iaf.html' title='I.A.F'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7480495577399887235</id><published>2010-03-12T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:02:43.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish to see you again</title><content type='html'>:) hello world! I just feel like blogging today. Slacked with nadia and rafidah today at mcdonalds. We got nothing to do, i tell you. Thank rafidah and nadia for accompanying me just now as I do not wish to go home, yet. I created twitter! hehs. Jakun kaaaan! But it looks kinda fun, so got to try it! Zoo's plan is cancelled due to dad's last minute info! URGH. Do you know how frustrating it is to not tell someone how you feel but you want to tell him/her? You know, you know? Yes, thanks to both my kakaks yang tangan mereka gatal sangat pergi message tu anak! See what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at the brighter side, we're texting! HAHA. K shut it. I shall continue texting and chatting and learning more about twitter and facebook-ing and oh i saw mirah just now, at mcdonalds. Sorry big time I didn't recognise you. Swear wasn't on purpose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MDNURHIDAYAT AND FIINO SANCHI! :D May god bless you big time. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to, i really do!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/4248456430836558792-7480495577399887235?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7480495577399887235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7480495577399887235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7480495577399887235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7480495577399887235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-to-see-you-again.html' title='I wish to see you again'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-929908375216309686</id><published>2010-03-12T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:46:29.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyho.&lt;br /&gt;Nad here blogging. Very bored. Rafidah is currently disturbing Diana about isma. Hahahaha. Kinda funneh. Diana is Very Annoyed right now. Ishish. No joke No fun No fuck No son. Hahah. dugaan diana. Hahah. :D I love you Diana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      xoxo&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/4248456430836558792-929908375216309686?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/929908375216309686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=929908375216309686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/929908375216309686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/929908375216309686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyho.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7242762310902401905</id><published>2010-03-11T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:03:34.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't deny.</title><content type='html'>HI! Sorry for not updating properly. Adapter was spoiled, too lazy to update thru my ipod touch. So, that explains why you have my three loves to update for me. haha, thank you. So back with my laptop. School's absolutely fine. I planned to finish up all my holiday homeworks before the holiday as I know I won't bother doing it during the whole of one week. hahs. And I removed my background music. I find it soo annoying, i don't know. HAHA! Oh shit, I will be updating my links soon. When I'm really really really bored. :D So, that's it. bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's different. And I found out, it's you, cousin. You are acting really different. Maybe it's my fault for being too busy with school and didn't give a whole damn care about you. But you have to understand, I have to work really hard this year. You told me to. Maybe it'll take some time for you to cool down, maybe days, weeks, months. Whatever. I just miss you, very very very much. I swear I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-7242762310902401905?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7242762310902401905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7242762310902401905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7242762310902401905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7242762310902401905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-deny.html' title='I can&apos;t deny.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5650823572262119067</id><published>2010-03-08T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:13:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, Ashfyie here. Helping Diana updating her blog. She very pemalas update blog sia. Under her void deck now, bey she and Nadia singing. Minah rep lepak bawah block siol. Huhu. Yknow, she kept bullying her younger brother, Danish, to buy for her things. She thinks Danish her maid know. Haha. The haze is so bad sia. Niy luhq Diana nye pasal, isap rokok sampai satu Singapore haze. Haha. Diana owe her adeq money sia. Taq malu. Taq tau bayar balek plak tu. Padehal 2 ketol jeq. Haha. Kk, I shall continue another day. Goodbye Diana's daily readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/4248456430836558792-5650823572262119067?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5650823572262119067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5650823572262119067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5650823572262119067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5650823572262119067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-ashfyie-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4115819378760671319</id><published>2010-03-02T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:34:09.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start believing in yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Hey Ho! Ayuni Salleh here! Bored to death as usual.making Diana Itouch like mine. TKG say when ayuni  play games, she keep her mouth shut like hell. It's fun okay. It's unresistable uh. So we going to Nadia house now. Don't know uh what they want to do there. I just follow coz I don't want to be bored to death at home uh. Maths test was Okay but A Maths test is tmrw. Gosh I'm damn scared sia. Eh we also saw rajiv. Sombong sia. Diana and the gang having so much fun Dancing all.  Haha. 'Ehem' tk lepak eh dok. Eh damn fun typing using Itouch sia. Hahahaha! Okay ayuni is being lame right now. TKG tgh kebuluh oi. Banyak2 bende kite blh uat, tapi pasal makanan jugak nk plan. Eh I'm moving house bulan 6. Which is June uh. Hahaha! Best oi. Can't wait oi. Hahah. Okay. Too much laughter. Okay that's all. Bye amigos. Love you guys!(:           &lt;br /&gt;                      xoxo&lt;br /&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/4248456430836558792-4115819378760671319?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4115819378760671319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4115819378760671319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4115819378760671319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4115819378760671319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-believing-in-yourself.html' title='Start believing in yourself'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-3009319503644920719</id><published>2010-03-01T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:31:47.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like the wind</title><content type='html'>It is sad to see someone walk out of your life without any reason or last words being said. And then when you've moved on, they will come back talking to you like although nothing happened. The cycle keeps on going and going and going. And you didn't even have the guts to speak up and tell them how you felt. Have you felt this way? Any idea on how to overcome this stupid feeling?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&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/4248456430836558792-3009319503644920719?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/3009319503644920719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=3009319503644920719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3009319503644920719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3009319503644920719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-like-wind.html' title='It&amp;#39;s like the wind'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-594021044596024115</id><published>2010-02-25T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:10:57.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers. Ashfyie here. I'm bored now. I'm at mac, using diana's iTouch. Leceh perh naq type. Haha. Ey korang, I love Diana a.ka Dino tau. Tapi semenjak dua menjak tiga menjak diet potong rambut, dier makin sot. Sekarang dier kat depan aku tengah ketawe dengan ayuni. Macam mac dier gitu. Da luhq mac tak tau bayar bill. Budget man! Hahaha. Aku da penat naq type. Byeeeeeeeeeee :D Diana muke like monkey!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, Rihanna reply kat fb aku. Hehehehehe.&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/4248456430836558792-594021044596024115?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/594021044596024115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=594021044596024115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/594021044596024115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/594021044596024115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4273778423603677434</id><published>2010-02-25T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:41:39.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nadia here. Diana is damn kental I tell you. Haha. Monkeyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4248456430836558792-4273778423603677434?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4273778423603677434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4273778423603677434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4273778423603677434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4273778423603677434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/nadia-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5090976053739182783</id><published>2010-02-14T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:54:58.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines  Day</title><content type='html'>Hello people! I'm bored, are you? Oh yes, Happy Chinese New Year! :D I have two more days at home. And this is the first time I've been wanting to go back to school, badly. I've done all my homeworks, except that I haven't revise for tests yet. So, I'm gonna do that in the next two days. Other than that, Chingay's in 5 more days. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine me, holding your hands and asking you to be my valentine," - Anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suddenly feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; you. Happy Valentines Day," - Anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentines' Day to you too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-5090976053739182783?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5090976053739182783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5090976053739182783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5090976053739182783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5090976053739182783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines  Day'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4376709282783244774</id><published>2010-02-13T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:51:47.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starvation, time!</title><content type='html'>hello. Have been coping on my education. So that's one good news. Everything's normal. Except that, CHINGAY'S IN 6 MORE DAYS! Happy taaaak? Happyyyyy! hehe. And also NADIA'S birthday. :D Nadiaaa, happy taaaak? Happyyyyy! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the eve of Chinese New Year. So, all the chinese people should be on their way to their reunion dinner. And so is my family. Not to celebrate CNY, but to celebrate my aunties and uncle birthday. hehe. Most of them are here, except for Kak Linda's family. And I can't wait to meet Najda! And, all of them said that I've gained weight! Haiyaaaaaa! I shall start starving myself already. Shall stop following on what my throat wants to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't wait for chingay! Well, I will be missing half of Amaths and Mother tongue. And I'm expecting someone to be there. Siape siape yang tahu, tolong tutupkan mulut anda. Haha. Harap berkerja sama. Eh, malay aku bagus ah! Yang pasal peribahasa tu, keep it as memories eh. takmo bilang bilang uh. Embarrassing uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting, cut cut my hair soon! :D And this time, short. Like until I cannot tie my hair. Hahaha, big challenge for me. One; I have to kiss goodbye to my dream on keeping my hair long. Two; I have to face the everyday faces that I see every morning. That spells, M-A-L-U. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, people. I want to watch movies after relatives go home. I have to study like hell on Monday and tuesday. Because I wanna watch late night movies on my lappy at night. Good schedule huh? hehehe. Alright, I can hear my aunties screamed Najda name. Hahaha. She's awesomely cute okaay. I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will smile and keep on smiling because I'm happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-4376709282783244774?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4376709282783244774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4376709282783244774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4376709282783244774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4376709282783244774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/starvation-time.html' title='Starvation, time!'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-6885308296071827879</id><published>2010-02-07T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:49:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny or what.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha. hi aliens! hahaha. Found this somewhere and I couldn't stop laughing. Sorry for those who cannot understand. Overall; it's just about how guys were to treat girls, well according to the girl's appearance for this issue. It's a joke, i guess. I do not know whether it's true or not. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik pendiam&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; wow!ciri2 isteri idaman...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik pendiam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; tak reti berkomunikasi agaknyer...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik berbuat jahat&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; mesti ada krisis nih...kesiannyer...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik berbuat jahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; dah la tak lawa,perangai plak mcm sial!!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik menolong lelaki yg kesusahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; wow!heroin sejati...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik menolong lelaki yg kesusahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; hmm...taktik nak ngorat la tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik dpt lelaki handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; ok la...bagai pinang d belah dua...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik dpt lelaki handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; kesian...mst dah kena bomoh lelaki tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik d tinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; buta kayu btol mamat tu!!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik d tinggal kekasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; patut pon kena reject...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; ntah dato' mana bela ni...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik bawa BMW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; mesti anak org kaya ni&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik menuang air ke gelas lelaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; wah...caringnyer...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik menuang air ke gelas lelaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; eleh,gedik la tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik bersedih hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; don't worry,i will make u happy forever...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik bersedih hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; ckit2 nangis!!gembeng tol..ngade2 la...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik pandai masak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; dah la lawa,pandai masak plak tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik pandai masak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; ntah sedap ke tak tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik main2 miskol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; syoknye!!rindu la tu...&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik main2 miskol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; ko ni takde keje lain ke??!sibuk ni tau tak!!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan cantik hantar email hari2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; sukenyer...!!&lt;br /&gt;Kalau perempuan tak cantik hantar2 email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelaki akan kata:&lt;/strong&gt; asyik2 email dia...boring!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-6885308296071827879?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/6885308296071827879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=6885308296071827879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6885308296071827879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6885308296071827879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-or-what.html' title='Funny or what.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7685007841282462050</id><published>2010-02-07T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:37:15.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goes around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;First off, HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY BIANCHINE! I know, I'm late. Sorry, dear. :D You have been my laughing gas since mr chong place me next to you. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! And I didn't even see it coming. Like me and you being partners. hahaha. We do work well together aye! And oh please do not leave me alone with, you know who. HAHA. I lovieee you babe :) And cheer up, lovely girl. Please do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everybody ;) Oh darn, I'm bored. I was supposed to finish up my malay compo. But, since I'm kinda out of ideas, I shall blog. heh. Oh-oh! Went bedok view yesterday for the chingay briefing. And I'm getting oh so excited. There were hundreds of Chinese people, i tell you. aiyaamaak. My group's kinda boring, but look at the brighter side, we're loud. hehehe. Hmm, Oh yes. Me and ayuni saw someone and we were talking about it all the waaaay. Hahahaha. We said, "'Happy' guys, can also be cute." Agree, agree? hehs. But I doubt him being one. Alright, I'm excited for chingay already! Will be collecting the t-shirt tomorrow, with my three babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, school is absolutely great, tiring, fun, boring. It's just a mixture of all. Pfft. Talk about tests, I passed my Socialstudies. Yes, alhamdulillah! Haven't got back my Amaths, Emaths and physics papers. Scared yet excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn, it's February! It never rains! Imagine, my class having P.E, and we have to run at least 3 rounds up and down the field. Like, i do not know how to explain. But that is how it is. Tiring, riggggght! Urgh. Can I just have one day of downpour? Hmm, actually, there isn't a need for me to update. because there's nothing to update. haha. To cut it short, I'm leading a greatgreatgreat life. :) Thank Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three strikes, and I'll be hoping for more. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-7685007841282462050?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7685007841282462050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7685007841282462050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7685007841282462050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7685007841282462050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/02/goes-around.html' title='Goes around.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1767744794574653200</id><published>2010-01-30T23:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:15:31.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 477px; height: 188px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/collage2-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 484px; height: 160px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/collage1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ayuni.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/ayuni.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 458px; height: 229px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/collage4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 173px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/collage5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;FIRST THINGS FIRST, SORRY FANNA. Sorry for making you wait for me for a very long time. I didn't do it on purpose. I really hope you won't get mad or something, i don't know. I'm sorryyyyy. I swear, I am. It's so not a good start right? Ohmygod. I feel damn bad. I reaaaaallyyy hope we could like meet-up, again. A proper one. Sorry, fanna. I love you big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ALL! I'm gonna make this post veryyyy short. Had a great great time just now. Saw hardi's and yusoff's friend. Waved and smiled. Haha. Laughed, talked, shouted, screamed, laughed, walked, ran, complain, posed. HAHA. Lots of fun, of course yet tiring. And, I didnt get to see the mummy thinggggg. Sad, yes. Better luck next time, yeah. Oh yes, went bishan then marina then Dhoby ghaut then haji lane then bugis, finally home. Oh, we're in CHINGAY, people! HAHA. Yes, the four of us. I think, this is it. Wish us goodluck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-1767744794574653200?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1767744794574653200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1767744794574653200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1767744794574653200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1767744794574653200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-do-it-again.html' title='Let&apos;s do it again!'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-6236405216202789518</id><published>2010-01-28T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:33:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypocrite.</title><content type='html'>hi everybody. School's great yet tiring. Clique's fun and funny as always. Classmates are cool. Teachers....depends, yeah. Lucky for me, the homeworks for this week are not as bad as last week. OH OH! There are quite unexpected stuffs that happened as days passed by, agree? Life is just oh-so-exciting! I went to the forest adventure website, to check out on the high elements thingy. (Dah tahu takut, masih nak check ehhh. haha!) That's it! I'm sticking to my decision. I'm not going up that element. Never. HAHA. Alright then, I'll update more on this upcoming saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I managed to forget. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-6236405216202789518?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/6236405216202789518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=6236405216202789518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6236405216202789518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6236405216202789518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/01/hypocrite.html' title='hypocrite.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-6350475366915128255</id><published>2010-01-22T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:12:48.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone, forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Collage1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 504px; height: 172px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/Collage1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 342px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/collage2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellomellotellobello! Alright, I've been busy with homework every night and had been doing revision on weaker subjects. Oh, speaking of which, HELL I'M EXHAUSTED! Who's not, man! The feeling just worsen everyday! I studied real hard for my SocialStudies test, then I came to know that I did not have enough time to finish up the paper! GOD! Help me, big time. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, clique and I have been going home early. Improving huh? :D Oh yes, we had a briefing on Nlevel thingy thing thing. Which really made a huge impact on me. It made me cry hard that night. I feel petrified. Worried. Nervous. Depressed. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, the pictures were snapped by my lovely lappy at my house. Sorry babes, kalau muke korang ade yang macam tidak sepatutnya ditunjuk di public. HAHA. Bukan hari hari dorang dapat tengok. (: And we did snapped more than that, but I'm just too lazy to post everythinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp's coming soon! Like about 10 more days. And I made up my mind, yes, I AM going to the camp. But I'm having acrophobiaaaaaa ): I do not want to do the adventure thing at bedok reservoir. Scared uh! With effect of my absence during camp for the past 2 years, my mom kept on asking whether I reallyreallyreallyreallyreally wanna go for the camp. Haha. DK lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Girls are like apples. The best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt. instead, they just got the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good but easy. So the apples at the top think there's something wrong with them when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top." - Pete wentz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erased.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-6350475366915128255?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/6350475366915128255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=6350475366915128255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6350475366915128255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6350475366915128255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/01/gone-forever.html' title='gone, forever.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-6780059954807012286</id><published>2010-01-10T13:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:29:10.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy, but I must.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 210px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/bday.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 15th belated birthday, athirah!&lt;/span&gt; I know, I'm like a week late. Sorryyyyyyyy. I hope you'll lead a wonderful life ahead. Good luck in everything and anything that you're doing/going through. And I do really really miss you, A LOT! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 16th belated birthday, RAFIDAH!&lt;/span&gt; Sorry uh fish tak ade gambar kau. Aku tak leh nak cari uh gambar kau. I do not own a facebook you see. Susah sikit. Sorry taaaau, kak! Nur mintak maaf taaaaau! HAHAHA. May god bless you, sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 15th birthday, FANNA! &lt;/span&gt;I miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, oh so much! But no worries, we will be meeting as soon as possible! You've been the awesomely most wonderful girlfriend, i've ever met! And be strong, girl! I'll be right there next to you when you need me k, darlingggg. May god bless you :D K, I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finallyyyyy, I have time to update. School was okay-okay. Not much things happened. Normal routine, homeworks, homeworks and homeworks. I'm just left with my Amaths and SocialStudies. I hope I can finish those two by tonight. AYUNI! Buat same same meh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week, kind of a good start. Well, kind of. I just couldn't find a day which I could go home straight after school. And then sleep at 9pm at night just to wake up fresh for school the next day. Aiyaaaaa. I just have the habit of not going home straight after school uh. HAHA. So, i'll be blogging once per week. That is if I'm not lazy. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizal and mother are already motivating me. Obviously, faizal will kill me if I didn't manage to get up to sec5. Danish is driving me crazy, urgh! Friends, clique, classmates are awesome! So, wish me luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not easy, but I must. The good part is that i'm half way through to the finishing line. And it will just be a secret between me and ayuni. Hahaha. Kalau semua tahu, heboh oi! At least, I can thank the teachers for giving me tons of homeworks. Just to make my mind working on the homeworks, instead of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to yayat, shamin, arina, afiq and also to all my seniors; Good luck for your results tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sudah dua bulan. Begitu cepat masa berlalu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-6780059954807012286?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/6780059954807012286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=6780059954807012286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6780059954807012286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6780059954807012286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-not-easy-but-i-must.html' title='It&apos;s not easy, but I must.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4655222931557477474</id><published>2010-01-02T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:32:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable sungguh!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! yay yay, no more 2009! haha. Like finally secndary 4! Unbelievable, but true. And school starts in few more days. Aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Lazyyy deh. I MISS SYAFIQAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, met AYUUUUNIIIII just now. Went vivo, marina then bugis then to tamp1. A lot yaaa. And all of the cinemans are all fulled with people. Aiyaaa. Then there's super a lot of makel lah please. Not trying to be racist here. But, irritating riggghhtt if they were to stare at youuuuuu! Ish. Walked here, walked there. And then, we saw danpal at tampines mrt platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See laaaaah, when I never tegur, kena scolding by him. HAHA. Sorry brudder. Jauh uhh. Padehal padehal ehhh. HAHA. Hmm, me and ayuni ate breakfast at about 11am. So, we had our lunch at 6pm. Andddddd, our energyyyy boost zoomed uppppp, upppp and awaaaay! hehe. We started laughing, cracking jokes, laugh laugh laugh and lauuuughh! HAHA. Fuuuuun lah siaaa. One month never meet kan, missed our jokes that we used to make. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened at marinaaaaaaa! hehehe. And I still goes gaga over _____. I liikkee! hehehehehe. oppsiee. Was like terserempak at the MRT. Then at marina. Lucky for us, ayuni had super eyes that can spot people. HAHAHA. So, she spotted laaah. :DDDDDD suke diaanaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told danpal about _____. Hahaha. He can't be bothered laaaaaah can. Tskkk. But nevermind, at least, ayuni agrees to me about _____ being _____. Kaaaaan? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, overall. Fun nak mampos! Although now, our legs are aching. Buuut, case lame tak jumpe uhh. hahahaha. We will be meeting in few days time, which is like in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post's kinda long is it? Bored lah deyy. Webcamming with ayuuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! haha. And she told me something about _____. Which makes me hyper like to the core! HAHA. takleh angkat babe! Easy said, most of the things are ayuni knows, diana knows. Life's good. Laugh's good. Lagi lagi lagiiiii? I'm so enjoying life. Told you I've moved on. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what if I delete you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-4655222931557477474?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4655222931557477474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4655222931557477474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4655222931557477474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4655222931557477474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2010/01/adorable-sungguh.html' title='Adorable sungguh!'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7923859939970302718</id><published>2009-12-31T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:56:37.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my crush.</title><content type='html'>hello loves. I'm sooo bored. ANDDDD, yes, AYUNI'S BAAAAACKK! (: hehe. &amp;amp; I'll be meeting her tomorrow! Excited? OHH YES YES. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY HIZAAAAAM (:&lt;br /&gt;May god bless you. Good luck for your Nlevels next year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmyyyyyyy, bored bored boreeedddddd! After watching The moment of truth on channel 5, watched kesetiaan cinta on SCTV, and then switched it off. Watched Bean the ultimate disaster ono youtube. Andddddddd, continuing it with this malay movie that haiqel kept on bugging me to watch. So, yes I will. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog-hopping just now, and something caught my attention. Then, I immediately texted my we-always-talk-about-random-things friend. HAHA. Shocking, but I knew it! HAHA. Funnnyyyyyyyy. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. kesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm, OKAY! Updated eh ayuuniiii. hahaha. I can't wait to meet her. I can't wait for school. But I'm not used to sleeping early and waking up at...5.45am. ): Haiyaaaa. Banyaaaak leceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out unexpected stuff from SyafiqahBby just now. urgggghh. I was very much likely to be frustrated at quite a number of people. AND YOUUU, yes you! ASS YOUU BIG TIME. SHIT YOUU. FUCK YOU. YOU SUCK! hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SWEAR, YOU'RE THE WORST.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-7923859939970302718?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7923859939970302718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7923859939970302718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7923859939970302718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7923859939970302718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-my-crush.html' title='Just my crush.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7720645437927003774</id><published>2009-12-27T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:30:42.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels good.</title><content type='html'>hello everybody! Currently watching Singapore Idol. Both of them are gooooooood! huhu. So, I have no comment on who is winning. hahs. Psst, sezairi's kinda cute aye. haha. Oh, &amp;amp; I just lovee the advertisement about the big gulp with Taufik Batisah dancing in that racing costume. HAHAHA. HE IS CUTTTTEEEEEEEEEE, handsome! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my number, you guys! huhu. So, delete my old number aye. thankyou! :D For those who didn't get my text, it's either I lost your number or you changed your number. hehs. sorryyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to update actually. But I want to blog. hehe. Andddd, check out my links! I've re-link/linked everyone that ask me to. Yang the berzaman2 punye pun dah link dah. Yes ah! I can't wait for school. But I do not want to wake damn early for school. So, how like that? Aiyaaaaa. And I miss AYUUUUNIIII! Bila mahu balik babe? Aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~ I miss youuuuuuuu. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my one and only budakgilaaaa, ZulHelmi, which I do not know why it feels so awkward to text you. ohmygod. Zuuuuul, zully, zully, zuuul, zuul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizal bought a new hamster. CUTE TAAAAUUU! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said it all.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-7720645437927003774?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7720645437927003774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7720645437927003774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7720645437927003774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7720645437927003774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/feels-good.html' title='Feels good.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1718159566671414440</id><published>2009-12-25T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:43:19.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>hello :D Check out the date! There's just a week and few more days until school reopens! I always feel scared and nervous when a new year is coming and when I school reopens. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aiyaaaa&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; even buy my school uniforms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Buying it few days before school reopens. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aiyaaaa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Banyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;leceh&lt;/span&gt;, school shoes pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;belum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beli&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Banyakbanyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;leceh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aiyooooo&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just like hell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;os&lt;/span&gt; nervous. I do not know what to bring to school, or how to react, or , eh wait, I'll run to any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TKG&lt;/span&gt; peeps once I see them! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. that's the first thing, i will do! I hope it's not so stress next year, I hope things will not change next year. I hope I can catch up with all the subjects next year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AIYAAA&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;takuuut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And I'm changing my number real soon! And I, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nur&lt;/span&gt; Farah Diana, confidently deleted all my contacts before even jotting it down on a piece of paper. How dumb can I be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aiyayaaaaai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, PEOPLE! Delete my number. I'll update you guys on my new number, soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS A LOT A LOT A LOT A LOT OF PEOPLE. &amp;amp; this makes me want to go back to school asap! But I do not want to wake up so damn early in the morning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hmph&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; for all the wishes. I love you people so the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;manymany&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It's better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-1718159566671414440?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1718159566671414440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1718159566671414440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1718159566671414440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1718159566671414440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4584020976404846364</id><published>2009-12-20T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:34:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never.</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiiiiiiiii. Hellooooooooooo. Heyyyyyyyy. Hehehe. I've been avoiding my lappy. So, that means no uploading blogs, no checking out on facebook. No sims 3. Lazy bum laaaaaaah. (: but you people are quite smart to find me through cellphones. Hehhs. I've been going out with family to wherever we feel like going. I'm going out later too, but I am quite not sure of the plan. Danish have been wanting to go to the beach. But, checkout the weather! Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhh, Nadia cut cut cut haaaaaiiir. Hehe. Caaaaantek! Jambuuuuu! Hahahahahaha. Eh we are seeing each other aren't we? Hehe, rinduuuuuuuuuuuuu skali. I was absolutely shocked when ayuni tag meeeeeee! Hehe aku rindu kau, aku rindu banyak orang. Aku rindu tkg. Aku rindu sekolah. Sort of uh. Like 50/50? Hehe. Eh wait, I also cut my hair! My mom laaaaah, She said she want my hair cut. Now, I have to wait for my Hair to grow agaaaain. Aiyoyooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm staying at home as Bibik wants to celebrate my birthday and my parents anniversary at my house. If only the weather is just a lil bit sunnyyyyy, kan best. Aiyaaa. So, I guess I will be going out tomorrow then. Pfffffft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wish good luck to people who is happy living in their world with full of nonsense and just love to scare people or or bully or irritate  people. Kan kan kan. Macam lah dunia ni takde keje lain nak buat. Tapi takpe have fun selalu. Thanks for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh keluar pulaaaaaaaak! Ya Allah. Ape lak dorang dini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never once regret erasing you off my life. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-4584020976404846364?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4584020976404846364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4584020976404846364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4584020976404846364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4584020976404846364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/never.html' title='Never.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7224519779927773841</id><published>2009-12-12T20:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:36:29.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not mind, boy.</title><content type='html'>I had strange dreams every night. And it involves the strangers that i saw every morning/noon twhen i was on my way to school/home. Strange. Dreams full of nonsense laced with lethal wit. I dreamed of school, i drove to school, and TKG was absolutely impressed. Except that, only some manage to fit in the car. The stupid thing is, i drove well in school, but we got into an accident outside school. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;! there's waaaaay more than those dreams. It's like series. Will it continue tonight? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY SHARLENE :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s111/sharleneb2d/5.jpg" title="Anna" height="240" width="170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May god bless you. May happiness be with you, and do smile always. Oh! Please do eat your medicine, ehhhhh? TAKECARE TAU! hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NADIA&lt;/b&gt;; Get well soon! (: Eat your medicine. And I'll see you verryyyyy soon! rest well, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some blog hopping. Oh my, you guys have got to cheer up! Come on, abandon those who have hurt you, move on with life, and find someone new. Okay, it's not easy. I know how you guys feel. But you haven't try, dear friends. Life is not that long, you know. Be happy, cheer up, fix the frown or whatever. Don't let stupid, annoying, idiot stuff get into your way, because I know all of you are very very very strong and i bet you guys have better things to do than to get upset with inappropriate stuff. You guys do believe in karma, don't you? [This is for ALL of you. The ones I know, and humans around the world.] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call/text/email me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I managed to escape&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-7224519779927773841?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7224519779927773841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7224519779927773841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7224519779927773841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7224519779927773841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-do-not-mind-boy.html' title='I do not mind, boy.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1582927044403510732</id><published>2009-12-08T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:57:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaaaaack (for now)! i know, I have not been updating my blog for quite a few days. Sorry. I'm really really really really really very very busy these few days and upcoming days. I got classes to attend, appointments to go to, emails to check, cakes to bake etc. And by the end of the day, I'll be damn exhausted and wanting to have a goodnight rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first class yesterday - Johore. It was a bore! But yes, i did learn a lot, and yadayadayada. The journey just wanna make me puke! Lucky for me, bibik was the one driving, she's kinda like a 'safety' driver. Hahaha. And I do really hope my three lovely cousins have lots and lots of fun at Europe. :D As promise, I'll take good care of your mother. Well, she have been taking care of me since I was born and til now. So, repay time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I'm sleeping over at her house for about 2weeks or so. Ummm, this is it! I have emails to reply! I may only update my blog when school re-opens, since there isn't anymore important events. Other than to fetch my cousins from the airport on the 18th. Okay then, kisses&amp;amp;huggies to you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; i don't usually online. So, just mail me, text me, call me, send a message through fb aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-1582927044403510732?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1582927044403510732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1582927044403510732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1582927044403510732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1582927044403510732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-2110556005412033095</id><published>2009-12-03T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:18:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B-O-R-E-D! B-O-R-E-D! B-O-R-E-D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be having religious exam this coming saturday. Oh god! I haven't even study! But never mind, god will help me through. And I will start revising laaaah. I promise uztazah I will try my best to get back my 'A'. haha! I got 'A' only for 1 module and 'B' for the rest of my modules. And then, uztazah start commenting that I was using phone lah, this lah that lah. Hmph. Padehal padehal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bey, when I pay attention, and never hold on to my phone. Zul said, "Diana takut nak pakai handphone depan cikgu ehhh?!" Hahahaha. Bukan takut babe, nak tutup kan mulut die tuuu. hmph. So, whoever is reading this post, do pray for me ye. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to drop this act. I can't be unfair to people like you and people like them. People's mouth just never stop talking. They'll stop when they're tired. And they're continue again when they're bored (Or is it the other way round? hmm). [ I ain't referring to anyone. This is just what I think. I'm one of the people too, everyone is :D ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never ends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-2110556005412033095?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/2110556005412033095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=2110556005412033095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2110556005412033095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2110556005412033095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/b-o-r-e-d-b-o-r-e-d-b-o-r-e-d-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1320784929872656860</id><published>2009-12-03T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:19:19.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so over being blue.</title><content type='html'>Yabedabeduuuuu! I'm home, I'm home! hehe. Shhhh, don't bother asking me where I have been for the past few days. It was really a disaster!  I hate injections more than anything. &amp;amp; why the hell don't they give medicines with the flavour of strawberry or green apple. Isn't it nice to eat? I'll finish all the medicine up in about a day, i tell you. hehehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;b&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/b&gt; called me yesterday! hehehe. We were like screaming on the phone when we heard each other voices! Catch up on stuff, talked about a lot of stuffs! Speaking of which, there's like 3more days to Syafiqah&amp;amp;Nazly's anni! (: &amp;amp; I was like telling her that there's like few more weeks to my birthday! hahahaha. Alahaaai~ I just miss talking to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was chatting with someone yesterday. From one stuff to another and another. It's just soo good to talk to someone that understands. And, I can't deny, she's gorgeous! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so good to see him moving on with life. :D May god bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, i do not know which one &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; want. hahaha. kekek jugak tau bebual ngan syafiqah pasal ni semue. hmm. pikir lah baikbaik ye, nak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It won't make me weak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-1320784929872656860?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1320784929872656860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1320784929872656860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1320784929872656860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1320784929872656860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-over-being-blue.html' title='I&apos;m so over being blue.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7336502046935555196</id><published>2009-11-30T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:13:16.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbish</title><content type='html'>hello everybody! :D I'm still awake! hehe. Alaaah, let'see eh before 2am, I would be going to my lala land. hahaha. Anyways, I miss &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayuni, Ash, Hazwani, Nadia, Rafidah, Rasheeqa, Syafiqah &amp;amp; Tiara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like a lot a lot! ): They're kecoh-ness ehh heboh! They never fail to put a smile on my face. :D Dah berbulan-bulan kami berteman ehhhhhhhhh. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have thoughts running in my mind. And, someone went online. I just think that he have . . . no couldn't be. Anyways, I just miss the moments. Oh wait, whatever. Never gonna happen. I shall kiss goodbye to all those stuffs. Besides, things I wish for would eventually go away. I will not put high hopes. :D I shall keep myself busy with family instead. I'll be here when you need me, remember that. Chalobeteh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, before I forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pete.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 207px;" src="http://i656.photobucket.com/albums/uu287/22diana/pete.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 17th Birthday, MuhammadAfiq aka Pete :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I have to take this picture. It is because I just lovieeee you hoodie! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, may happiness be with you and smile always (Oh wait, you have been smiling. :D) May god bless you. Good luck in life. takecare, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Strength is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-7336502046935555196?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7336502046935555196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7336502046935555196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7336502046935555196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7336502046935555196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/rubbish.html' title='Rubbish'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-3505258475536837668</id><published>2009-11-29T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:49:01.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BELATED 15TH BIRTHDAY TO MY ABANG-ASH YANG TERCINTA :D&lt;/b&gt; hehehe. Loveyouuu. May happiness be with you &amp;amp; May god bless you. Imissyouu ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AYUNIKU&lt;/b&gt; sudah pergi ke malaysia. And she will be away for a very long time. Aiyeeee! ): Hope you have a safe journey home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life have been i don't know. I do not know how to describe my life. It's just . . . i don't know. So, currently, my life is just 'i don't know'. Oh crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been watching indo movies. :D - the horror, the love, the friendship, the family movies. Their agriculture, their garden, their parks are so beautifuuuul! How I wish I could go there. One day, one day. hehe. They just have great fountains there. We can't find it anywhere around singapore. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, my dearest friend dedicate this song to me. Which made me tears. I do not know why. But the video is oh-so-sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxNVyGX2mbI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxNVyGX2mbI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss talking, chatting with my cousins! Urgh. They're busy with their work and I'm busy with my indo movies. hehehe. Padehal cellphone ade tak nak pakai ehh. Speaking of which, i do not know where I last put my phone. hmph. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye lovely people! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will never change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4248456430836558792-3505258475536837668?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/3505258475536837668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=3505258475536837668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3505258475536837668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3505258475536837668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-done_29.html' title='I&apos;m done.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1555925919470684052</id><published>2009-11-29T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:20:11.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, smile.</title><content type='html'>My head is spinning, I can't breathe. I do not know why I'm feeling this way. I no longer feel anger, I sometimes feel pain. I want to scream my lungs out. I want to get everything in my mind to go away. But I can't. Things I wish would eventually go away. Why do I face such tough times. Life is like a rose. With petals falling down leaving joy and sadness from our memories. Sometimes life is full of laughter and then, somehow it changes to disaster. I'm falling down already. I'm tired of all this. But, life just have to move on. Maybe it's a test from god. I'm terrified on handling it but i got to do it. Because I wanna pass this test. And I know, god will provide me with the strength. I will smile and keep on smiling. As that's how I just feel that I'm problem-free. hmm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't turn back the clock. But I can wind it up again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&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/4248456430836558792-1555925919470684052?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1555925919470684052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1555925919470684052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1555925919470684052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1555925919470684052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-smile.html' title='Now, smile.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-3369696188818641726</id><published>2009-11-24T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:28:54.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances are fading</title><content type='html'>I can't run away from my misery. I know I have been starting all the fights we had, til now it is still not complete. So now, here I am completing it. Listen, i've been moving on. I am sorry if i had to reject you again. Curse/scold me all you want. It will never change my mind. Make me your worst ex, i don't mind. Again, I'm apologizing for all my mistakes that I've made towards you. I heard that I've been hurting you a lot. I'm so sorry. Thank you for helping me in all of my problems. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for the advices you gave to me. Thank you for loving me. I got to make the first move to say goodbye to our relationship. I never mean to crush your world. I guess, it's the best for us to be apart. I know, you'll be thinking that I want to mingle with all of those guys outside. I'm sorry but I'm not like that kind of girl. Just think about it. It's like although you make me sound like I'm a &lt;i&gt;slut&lt;/i&gt;. But, it's okay. Accuse me all you want, your mouth, your life. I'm going to stand strong, because you asked me to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it makes me wanna cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-3369696188818641726?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/3369696188818641726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=3369696188818641726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3369696188818641726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/3369696188818641726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/chances-are-fading.html' title='Chances are fading'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1269387310834410820</id><published>2009-11-22T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:45:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharlene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hiiiii sweet. Okay, i'm sorry if i have to change the blogskin. I didn't mean to waste your time or what. But i screwed up the background uh. Salah code, agaknye ehh. hee. Sorryyyyy tauu. Yes, i love your blogskin. I would like to thank you for helping me. :D A lot, i knowww, you spend a lot of time on my blogskin. Look, i'll give you a treat in return alright? i promise. Once school reopens. Keep that in mind (: loveyou, sorry, thankyou! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-1269387310834410820?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1269387310834410820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1269387310834410820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1269387310834410820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1269387310834410820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharlene_6311.html' title='Sharlene'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-6635049521316425603</id><published>2009-11-22T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:43:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;helluhellihello :D I'm awake, i'm awake! HAHA. woots. Because, yesterday, no wait, today, i was on the phone with my sexyAYUNI until 3am. We watched like ghost movies, talked nonsense, laughed like one mad woman. And then something just have had to happen. I feel so bad but i guess i can't do anything about it. It's difficult to lose a friend like _______, but i have to. I really hope you do understand, bintang. &lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; i'm sorry.&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;hehehehe. Check-out the date! &lt;b&gt;221109&lt;/b&gt;! weeee~ it means, EXACT one month to my birthday. hehe. And, happy 2nd month yang tak menjadi to my dearestEx. hehe. Ni kan, aku post pasal birthday, confirm nad ke ayuni comment tauuu! HAHAHA. Excited siaaaa. Tumbuh janggut sia tunggu birthday aku. hahaha. Alalalaaaaa~ siapesiape december babies, yok happyhappy! :D&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;Ummm, I do really need to talk to Haiqel. So, if you happened to have nothing to do, and then you view my blog, please do give me a call. It's kinda important? hmm.&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;Kk, i'll update more. Someone says," You have to eat a lot during breakfast." :D hahaha. Yesyes. hmm, &lt;b&gt;bye someone. bye bintang. bye 'kembali pulang'&lt;/b&gt;. It seems like a lot of people eh? No-no. It equals to one. Anyways, &lt;b&gt;HARDI&lt;/b&gt; thanks for help with ________. :D i owe you one. peace, dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't ready for relationships, ya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-6635049521316425603?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/6635049521316425603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=6635049521316425603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6635049521316425603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/6635049521316425603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/helluhellihello-d-im-awake-im-awake.html' title='No longer'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1245208838584657134</id><published>2009-11-21T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:00:01.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. Sharlene/Anna here. Im editting diana's blog for her. And im currently quite stuck. Im just posting to test out the font and see how it looks like. Anyway, diana i hope you like your new skin! Im not sure if it's "your type" but i tried my best though. Hehe. And you can change the background if you want to. I don't know what type of background to put for you. I still hope your satisfied with it ayeeee. I took quite a long time trying to find a sutiable layout for you tau! Hahaha. And there you are, AT MADRASAH while im here stressing my brains out. HAHAHAH. Okay lah. If your not okay with the layout, just tell okay. Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-1245208838584657134?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1245208838584657134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1245208838584657134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1245208838584657134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1245208838584657134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-2291412897312551128</id><published>2009-11-20T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:53:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTITLED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone, can anyone just shoot me in the heart? Oh wait, i gotta be strong because you told me too. Why be sad, when the other party is having fun? AHH! cannot cannot. I do not want to suffer slowly. It just hurts too much. Does 2012 will really come true? If it will, I'll be waiting for it. Ya Allah, please give me strength in handling problems like this. You're the only one that could help me. Please do. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm wishing on a star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-2291412897312551128?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/2291412897312551128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=2291412897312551128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2291412897312551128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2291412897312551128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/untitled.html' title='UNTITLED.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-2358591968693100423</id><published>2009-11-14T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:07:40.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind-folded.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The feeling is just not right. AHHHHH! I feel like killing myself! But I do not know for what reason. But, urgh! KILL ME, ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now which way do I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-2358591968693100423?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/2358591968693100423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=2358591968693100423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2358591968693100423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2358591968693100423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/blind-folded.html' title='Blind-folded.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7851499749865578104</id><published>2009-11-13T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:32:38.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It ends tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U9f8cUADgZE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U9f8cUADgZE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know who you are. Oh yes, I dedicate this song to you. Listen and read the lyrics properly. Eventually, you'll overcome it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love me, love me not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-7851499749865578104?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7851499749865578104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7851499749865578104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7851499749865578104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7851499749865578104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-ends-tonight.html' title='It ends tonight.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-7643157807874613053</id><published>2009-11-12T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:50:50.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sunset.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 249px;" src="http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/Sunset.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHHHH! I can't forget about it. Hais hais hais. Ohh, how am I suppose to forget. Yes, i know people make mistakes. And I'm one of them, too! Well, now, it's not just repeating but it's just getting worse. Situation changes uh? Oh please babe, i know, it's my fault too. Sorry, a zillion. Guess what? Instead of tearing, I'm cursing. I'm just disappointed. Alright then, I'm gonna be strong and just go with the flow. As always. Allah knows how I'm feeling right now. What actually hurts the most is to hear you say all those stuff and ends up you said you're lying all about it. Now, thank Allah I'm closing one eye. I don't bother about this anymore. I guess, i'm better off not thinking about it. And I hope, OH PLEASE, do not just spoil my moments with my dearly friends. Karma. Breaking down in the bathroom, crying my heart out. Feeling oh-damn-disappointed in you is the only thing I afford to do. I guess, the bathroom is the only place where I could shut up and cry. &amp;amp; to let the water run down my face. But,  I choose to change the situation. I got tired of cryinng. I got tired of being disappointed. I got tired of thinking about all this idiot stuff. Now, I'm just gonna stop looking back. Oh brother, I won't be bothered anymore. Pfft. The moments shared are meant to be kept, but may I know how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh, help me, anyone, please!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“How can we make this last forever? When forever does not even exist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- i found it on Diy's blog. hee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so agreeing to it. And thankyou sharlene for the advices. I guess that is it  As for now, I'm not gonna spoil my mood just because of you and your words. I'm gonna be strong, real strong. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or not, i'll act as if i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the hell am I gonna stop posting about all this stuff. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna keep, but . . .&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&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/4248456430836558792-7643157807874613053?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/7643157807874613053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=7643157807874613053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7643157807874613053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/7643157807874613053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/screams.html' title='Screams.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-1322455648208355946</id><published>2009-11-11T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:17:02.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=naz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 325px;" src="http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/naz.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAZZZZZZZLYYYYYYY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh, weeee~ you're finally 17 years old. aku pey lagi lame siol. hmph. heard that you had a great birthday bash! hehe. bagusbagusbagus! :D may Allah bless you alright? last long with your girlfriend, my bestfriend, my girlfriend, my sexy bitch, syafiqah. Hahahaha, dengar2 cam banyak gitu orang kau date, padehal setia pade satu sahaje :D hehe. kk, dude. sorry lambat, tapi aku dah wish on fb dulu tauu. Bey yang gambar kat atas tuu, yang paling cool uh gitu. hahahah, gerek doh! chalobeteh! Tapi ni kau land betul2 ke takk nii? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nazly dah 17, yay yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-1322455648208355946?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/1322455648208355946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=1322455648208355946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1322455648208355946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/1322455648208355946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-5643078824886408638</id><published>2009-11-11T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:34:39.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mardhiah said, " . . . just be happy aites . . ." Oh that sweet girl, just keep me smiling. hehe.terimakasih banyakbanyak uh babe! Finally, we got to keep in touch, again! weeee~ hehe. meet up lah pulak ehehehhhhh? &amp;amp;, sometimes things happened for a reason. Because we ought to learn from what had happened to us. But I've been listening to you. I don't get you at times. Of why you asked me not to do this and that, kinda unreasonable. But as i said, there must be a reason for every action you made. Right? Hmm. i just don't bother asking you. oh for? We never use to talk things out face-to-face. Oh why? I wonder, wait there must be a reason. So, I'll patiencely wait for the reason to pop out. No no, not sarcastic. Not even a bit. I'm just stating my thoughts here. You said stuffs that hurt me, deep inside. Thankyou, a lot. Yayat said, "There must be a reason." Oh, don't go on accusing me for telling him because if you can go tell your dearly friends about our problems, why not me? Opps. He is my cousin, dear. So think about it. I think I'm better off without you for a few days. Sentosa, thursday? I'll be there. Kept my promise to my dearestASH, i will meet her. :D &amp;amp; give her my biggest huggg! weee~ oh please, i do not wanna list down what you said to me. Now look, me? tense? Say all you want. Oh yes, you're a joke. Why? Sometimes, i trust you too much. Oh wait, everytime. hehs. because I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U. But, the words you said to me, make me break down and kiss goodbye to my love towards. Oh how hurt, am I? And you can go telling me that you were . . . I do not want to state it here. You said, "get lost,", is that still a lie? Stop lying, for once bie. It hurts. A lot. So now, I'm getting lost. :D No, i do not want your sorry. i said right? you're always forgiven. I know, i've done mistakes towards. Sorry. Believe it or not, this r/s there's not even a bit of trust. Alright, i'm getting lost, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applause to my beautifulMARDHIAH&amp;amp;cousins yang ku sayangi for giving me confidence and keeping that smile on my face. I may be stubborn at times, but i do relfect back on your advices, babe&amp;amp;dudes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I rather you stab me than you saying all those stuff. I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-5643078824886408638?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/5643078824886408638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=5643078824886408638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5643078824886408638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/5643078824886408638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/kill-me.html' title='Kill me now'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-708340045740962732</id><published>2009-11-10T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:35:36.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NurFarahDIANA322.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 252px;" src="http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/NurFarahDIANA322.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The picture above ehh. I need people to mengaku uh. Is it referring to my group or what? I ain't tryna big fuck here uh. But, look, if &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; were to write this on that double-deck bus, and you were to find out, you will be super duper mad, kankankan? Confirm punye. Lagi marah lagi dari aku sekarang. Oh wait, if this TKG isn't referring to my group, okay aku tak pasal. But, please, I know it's so referring to my group, because &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it's written on the bus 17!&lt;/span&gt; :D I took it on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;101109, 09:43am&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not tryna act big here. But I'm just standing up for my clique. You can whatever you want, too bad, that won't bring me down. Because it's just words. Not afraid, never will. :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do feel free to tag on tagboard.&lt;/span&gt; I just need to know, who wrote. Fair enough? And I know, you guys are not as penakut as I am, used to be. I'm referring to everyone out there who's reading my blog. I'm sorry if I offended anyone. Didn't mean to, swear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;nameless creatures&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4248456430836558792-708340045740962732?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/708340045740962732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=708340045740962732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/708340045740962732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/708340045740962732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-2470316282356035200</id><published>2009-11-09T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:48:27.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010808.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 296px; height: 395px;" src="http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp168/diana_giler/P1010808.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyyyyyy :) So, while waiting for the movie to load, I shall do something beneficial aye? hehe. I thought that I'm gonna just rot at home and do nothing. But then, there was a last minute plan made by mama - johore. hahaha. I had no choice but to give up my nap and go change because mama said, "Kau selalu siap lambat." hehehe. lek uh, cakap pompan pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizal didn't tag along. He played soccer, standard jugak. Jejak johore at about 7.20pm. Okaylahhh, nothing much to say about johore. Typical incidents - traffic jam, inconvinience drivers, yadayada. OH! Before that, we went sengkang for god knows why. And then there's these group of citizens flying kites. Oh, how nice. [T][K][G] nak g main layanglayang nak nak nak? hehehehehe! So, I said, "Ehh active pe orang nii. Banyak eh orang main kite." Then KPOdanish said, "Ramai lah orang. Bukan banyak." Dengan die pey care bebual, fahamfaham uh. Then mama said, "Adik kau lagi tahu bebual melayu betul2." YELAAAAAHHHH. standard jugak, cume kawankawan je faham melayu akuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the picture above. hehehe. nothing much uh. It's just that danish is just so adorable, cute, sweet, funny although I know he is veryyyyy the annoying! hmph. lyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because my position have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-2470316282356035200?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/2470316282356035200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=2470316282356035200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2470316282356035200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/2470316282356035200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-go.html' title='Just go.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4248456430836558792.post-4827722613377527560</id><published>2009-11-01T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:49:16.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyyyyyyyy :) Facebook = I don't know what to do with it. Sigh. Well, I'm bored. So that answers of why the hell I'm blogging when I got nothing to update. How I wish I have tons of homeworks to keep me busy. HAHAHAHA. I bet all of you disagree with me kankankan? Then, what am I suppose to do? Confirm plus chop this month's electricity bill is gonna make mama scream her lungs out. HAHAHA. Because I have been switching my laptop and tv on. Well, usually uh kan, at night uh, from 8pm to morning. And I'll switch it off when I feel like to. :) Mama, bear with it. In few years time, Me and faizal are paying the bills. Cam brudder, ready pe? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he got a job at subcourt. Salary; $1000+. For a part-time job, isn't that a lot!? Faizal, the dummy dumb dumb, doesn't wants it as it's too far, no friends?, not an easy job? Stupiiiiiiiid! Sigh, if I'm like 16 now, I do want that jobbb! ): But due to my late birthday;december, might else well, I wait for the freaking next year right? Aiyer. Speaking of which, mama got me a job. Being a 'maid' at home. Cleaning the whole house until the end of the year, then I'll get my IPod. Hahahaha, SET MAMA SET! :D Easy job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS&amp;amp;GIRLS, FINALLY IT'S NOVEMBERRRRRRRR! :) double yay! hehs. The last time I checked, there's super a lot of birthdays to cover up this month. Starting with Rasheeqa&amp;amp;Aunty's birthday on the 5th, Danish's birthday on the 6th, Aufa's birthday on the 7th/8th (opps), Nazly's birthday on the 11th, TaufiqHidayat's birthday on the 16th, Ajan's birthday on the 26th (  I think uh, that's what nad says. Haha! ) &amp;amp; Ash's birthday on the 28th. Oh not to forget, the annis'. hehehe! Well, there's quite a number of birthdays' huh. BIGBIGBIGGG CELEBRATION NAKNAK? weeeeee~ hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll post more later. :) later girls/guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some truth are better left unsaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/4248456430836558792-4827722613377527560?l=prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/feeds/4827722613377527560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4248456430836558792&amp;postID=4827722613377527560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4827722613377527560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4248456430836558792/posts/default/4827722613377527560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettylittlemissle.blogspot.com/2009/11/chances.html' title='Chances.'/><author><name>dianaaaaaa!(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02326967499138144549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oKQMA-WN8C0/SqETB_i1MPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qabRs2fHrrI/S220/Photo0247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
