<?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-1115504133619961280</id><updated>2012-01-27T17:45:05.078+08:00</updated><category term='dua insan saling mencintai satu sama lain tetapi ada sahaja yang menghalang hubungan mereka'/><category term='Alisyaa'/><title type='text'>♥LISYAALI</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>829</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-498995335026726205</id><published>2009-10-03T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:39:27.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing girlfriends ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Everybody seems to be on Hiatus , and so am I . Well I have been on Hiatus for quiet sometime . Blogger is back to normal , I'll try to blog here often . But mainly its wordpress , alright ? I miss my girlfriends so much ! Saw Nadia yesterday didnt manage to talk much , mayb coz she was rushing to whitesands with her friends ? But I had a great time with my dearest gals ; Sarah &amp;amp; Amirah . We bashed Christine and oh it was awesome *head banging . Nakiah joined us and we bashed her as well , well not as '&lt;em&gt;rabak&lt;/em&gt;' as her friends did to her . Lol , funny shit . And than it was me and amirah and sarah . We kena bash also , haha funny eyh . Sarah left Christine alone in the bus since the three of us are making something for her :D . We made a fool outta ourselves in my crib haha ! Especially Sarah , haha . Yesterday paper was managable(sp?) , slept for 45 minutes after doing my english . As a result migrane when it was break time -.- , Amirah forced me to eat something . So well I did , haa` . Haziq was being helpful , NOT . He thought I was faking , ass . Haaa , and oh Malay I was stuck doing the letter . Blehs , and so I decided to do compo first than letter . Sot , haha . Okieee im off tooodles .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-498995335026726205?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/498995335026726205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/498995335026726205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-girlfriends.html' title='Missing girlfriends ,'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1455710823990332547</id><published>2009-09-14T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:06:28.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is still dumb</title><content type='html'>Mainly im posting for the sake of posting here . I think im permenantly moving to wordpress , but I will let this blog rot and die since well there are too much memories in here . So when im free I will go to this blog and post kaaay ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time im at http://www.dumbwordsrhymes.wordpress.com . I dont have a tagboard there so just leave a comment or something , Okaaay dah bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1455710823990332547?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1455710823990332547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1455710823990332547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger-is-still-dumb.html' title='Blogger is still dumb'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5986172860815170053</id><published>2009-08-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:19:12.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea how the hell im going to get my ass to Loyang tomorrow . My girlfriends are ending school as early as 12p.m , damn and oh Loyang is ending school at 1p.m tomorrow . How am I going to get my ass there before they close the bloody school ? So much for being a Crestian . Come to realize it , I only realize this whole thing when I was reading Meera's plurk on her blog and Jazryll's blog . Daaaaaaang ! So much for meeting my teahcers , hopefully they will still let me in by 2.15p.m . I shall discuss this with Ateekat . Okaaaay toodles !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5986172860815170053?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5986172860815170053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5986172860815170053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-absolutely-no-idea-how-hell-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-239879323860916231</id><published>2009-08-28T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:06:02.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off</title><content type='html'>Hey readers , I will post here regularly . In the mean time I will be posting at&lt;br /&gt;http://dumbwordsrhymes.wordpress.com/ . Kaaay ? Im still gonna post in here , my blogger is somehow spoilt in the moment so yeaaaah . Toodles !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-239879323860916231?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/239879323860916231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/239879323860916231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/off.html' title='Off'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-3422815902032482620</id><published>2009-08-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:40:49.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eyh Guest , too coward isit to write your own name ? Im a slut ? Oh now im a slut uh , oh puhlease if im a slut what are you ? Pikir kau baek sangat pe xia ! Slap me ? Do you even dare to lift a finger onto my face ? What have I done to you ? Do I know you at the first place human being ? Or are you coming into my blog and just write craps to flood my tagboard . I know uh not many people come and tag , but doesnt mean kau ley spam pe . Citot , pikir kelaka pe xia datang blog orang abeyh maki maki . You've been watching me ? So ? Think I scared or what ! Watch me watch uh , as if I do something wrong like that . I do what to you uh ? Scold you ? Bully you ? Tell me uh if not happy , can talk what . Dont need uh use fake name to scold me all that . Waliao even a 4 year old knows what he/she doing xia , than you eh ? Woaah 13 , 14 , 15 , 16 ? Otak letak mane joy ? G jalaaan suaak !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-3422815902032482620?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3422815902032482620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3422815902032482620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/eyh-guest-too-coward-isit-to-write-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6600988930029628030</id><published>2009-08-26T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:17:07.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy !</title><content type='html'>My apologize for not updating regularly , I have been &lt;b&gt;busy&lt;/b&gt; , like seriously &lt;b&gt;busy&lt;/b&gt; . Im not using much of the computer , focusing more on studies and studies . End Of Year is just a round the corner , pluss there is too much test going around . 2 September is gonna' be English Oral and I think tomorrow is Mother tounge Oral , well im not quiet sure of that . See what I mean by &lt;b&gt;busy&lt;/b&gt; ? Im going to make this post a quick one , I have a test to study for tomorrow . I have to pass Literature , I dont care if it takes most of my time studying Act 1 . I so have to pass this freaking re-test . Ms Tan changed our place &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; , my PPG are all thrown out of the other side and boyf is sitting beside me *grin . Now I wont be hiding my phone and text him during lesson , did I mention to you that Ms Woon caught me with my phone almost 3 times ? And thank god she didn't confiscate it phew .. Nur A'in made me addicted to Jordin Spark song titled "Battlefield" and I will keep replaying the song over and over and over again when im bored . Went out on a date with dearest today , aw I love today . Like love love it , you know I know eh *winkwink . Irfan called me earlier and I lied to him saying I had tuttion , supposed to turn up for drama practise but Thiva and Sarah were away for NCC so I decided not to go . Christine did a new look for me , and the word for the day was "cute" &amp; "pretty" haha aww thank you people *blush . I will elaborate on this post when I am free , I gotta go . Toodles !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-6600988930029628030?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6600988930029628030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6600988930029628030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy.html' title='busy !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2729069697503161827</id><published>2009-08-21T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:32:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some words unspoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I will make a proper post when I got the time , have been lazy + tired these days . Tomorrow is the starting of fasting month , wee . Sadly I wont be breaking fast over at Nenek's house since I have performance till late night damn it . Packet food for me tomorrow than , have to tahan till 9+ p.m :O HAHA I swear thats just random , band was tiring . Tiring than any other days , I have no idea why :/ Ended pretty late but well NCC girls left us again , and I was pretty much pissed . Nakiah had to tolerate with every vulgarities I made , and the last vulgarities I said today was pukimak for leaving us . Soreyh eyh , gonna get my frindge cut and trim my hair tomolo . I hope the place wont be pack again *cross fingers . Class time was just awesome , spent most of time with love . Eyes were staring everywhere , irritating . Got bullied by the usual people , Haizal and Khairul . They sat beside me and started taking out my shoe lace , and I took theirs out . Sounds wrong , anyhoos made love write something in my diary . I have no idea why I asked him to do that super random xia Alisya . Sarah and me bought lots of food , since we wont be eating in the canteen almost a month . We had a fun time eating , obvs and the guys kept coming to me and started saying "eat more" especially Khairul Irfan &amp;amp; Haizal Hairino . Daamn , and I bullied Haizal to put back my utensils hehe . Bully Haizal day :D Had Vocab test again , I swear I will fail its so obvs . After which we had movie marathon , 'Night At The Museum 2' Sat with dearest and people kept staring and wesley was very slow -.- Ms Tan kept looking and oh she sabo me during first period . She said I loitered and I acted very innocent , HEHE . Tomolo fasting already , I think I will be flat by 6+ . Ohkaay chao , I wanna hunt for food before I can't eat anymore . Gotta wake up early tomorrow for 'Sahur' damn it , nyte nyte (L) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin is being random in MSN ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;eh sya sok puasa?&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Puasa&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;serious?&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaahs&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Kau puase taaak ?&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;puase ah&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Tak mawu skip puase mcm last year eh dok&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;dosa&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;mcm kau tk pernah je&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Aku ader reason pee&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;aku pon ade pe&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;kau uzo pe xia ?&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;yyup&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Wahseyy , sejak bile ?&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;last year&lt;br /&gt;LISYAALI says:&lt;br /&gt;Kau nak akat mati pe uzo&lt;br /&gt;MiNmOn! says:&lt;br /&gt;agaknye ah&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/1115504133619961280-2729069697503161827?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2729069697503161827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2729069697503161827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-words-unspoken.html' title='Some words unspoken'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2921687390591292296</id><published>2009-08-20T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:08:28.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating day -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Everything &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was yet another aweful day . Everything just pisses the hell outta me , how sickening can it be at times ? First it was the message sent by (L) , than it was okay . Than some people had to make it utterly worst . Damn it ! I feel so unimportant at times like this , physical education was canceled today . I was looking forward for it , well everybody did . Spent my time playing games in my handphone and well listened to songs and ended with playing soltaire in my IPOD . I swear its a plain boring day , had Maths Test today and well we the Malay pupils took our own sweet time getting into class . We covered almost 1/2 of the school area to get back to class , and well cikgu Marina obvs know what we were up to . Maths test wasn't thaat bad , well it was manageable for me . Though I was stuck on question 6 and apparently the class started making noise and well I almost finish my paper after 1.10p.m . Some relief teacher came to replace Ms Tan , it was damn boring . Half the class did their EL hw and well I just slack and text and read and goof around and text and well you get the whole procedure aye . Had to bear with it till school ends , Khairul and I hid Sarah's pencilbox once again and well Khairul made up his mind to keep Sarah's pencil box in his camera bag which is also known as his Matrep bag thanks to me ;D Headed home to change my bag and I woke Abg Ayie up , by accident . He was sleeping on the couch and well I went to ting tong the door bell . Rush and put some necessary stuffs in my bag and off I met the other girls at the minimart . Bought snacks for CIP and I thought we were heading to Bedok but sadly we headed to my use to be hangout place when I was in primary school . Suddenly everything just flash back , the same old route I used to take with Amin when we loiter together . The old block when I started holding hands with my ex , the place brings back everything . Didnt talk alot as usual , kept quiet most of the time and somehow most of the time I find myself lost behind the other gangs -.- . Danial disturbed Sarah again , and Amirah wasnt happy . Well I wasnt happy at all , so when Amirah talk about Danial behind his back he overheard it and went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" Kau aperhal ?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Amirah was tying her shoe lace and I back her up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Eh Danial perangai stop it xia , jangan kacau Sarah lagi la eh "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people just dont know when they should stop teasing people , at least apologize to Sarah or something . People started complaining about somebody to me , I was utterly irritated and just bare with it . Amirah talk bad things about somebody infront of me , CT &amp;amp; Sarah tried to stop her but she got carried away . Knn , eventhough I gave you a smile and tell you I dont mind , doesnt mean im not angry . Craapzx , tolerated with everything she got to say . Kept quiet and I just step back from them . Lazily walk ... Cip ended quiet early , some bitches piss the hell outta me . Taking the back seat is so not okay la , somemore not even part of 1/2 -.- . Whatever la eh , had to cramp the place , since all of a sudden there wasnt much space . Emo-ed in the bus , look out of the window and block out the noises and listened to sad songs :S Reached school was held back for 10 minutes ? And was dismissed , accompanied Sarah &amp;amp; Ct to 89 busstop and walk back home . Saw Amin and well I was having the feeling to go lepak with him but well he dissapeared when I came back to chase after him damn . He messaged me and well we are finding the right day to meet up , despite him being busy on weekdays and I can't make it on weekends . Its so hard to meet him this year , im so sad D: Came home and sang to superhuman in the lift since there wasn't anybody except me . Got home ate ate ate , slack , played my ipod , played my phone and otp with dearest (v) Im suppose to go and do my homework but im pure lazy to do anything but re-do my card for dearest (v) and revise on History for the upcoming test on Tuesday damn it . Maybe I will just tell Ms Tan I forgotten to bring and she will ask me to copy the woksheet again and hand in by Monday . Or I can just copy from Sarah , I dont even know how I pass my English MYE with such atitude of mine :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okaay im &lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM OUTTA HERE ! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1115504133619961280-2921687390591292296?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2921687390591292296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2921687390591292296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/irritating-day.html' title='Irritating day -.-'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-3998166423226115991</id><published>2009-08-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:43:33.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the day we've been waiting for ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sudah due bulan (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will re-edit this post once I have the time . Will be heading to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the saloon tomorrow after my IT lesson which apprently I lied to mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saying it ends at 5.30+ Padehal padehal , I know you know why eh ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's cip on Thursday , me cannot wait hehe . Today's Farah Mastura's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gave her this cute card that I made last night (: Im sweet I know , leg was injured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after recess and now its A-okay . I have a feeling the pain will be back in no time , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fasting month is coming ! Another 3 more days love , I wanna see this person's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;during the fasting month *winkwink . Band was awesome , minus the part that woodwings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kena lecture for some reason . AiyaaaK ! Im getting the hang of every song , Saturday is the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;performance at Pasir Ris East Comunity Centre . Cannot wait , I must say I am pack with lots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of stuff this week . Somemore fasting month aiyaaaK ! I will be turning into bed soon , see I good &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girl not like sombody . Maybe this is my pay back for not sleeping early these few days :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goody Nytes (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-3998166423226115991?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3998166423226115991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3998166423226115991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-day-weve-been-waiting-for.html' title='Its the day we&apos;ve been waiting for ;)'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7999951454935174269</id><published>2009-08-17T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:19:03.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im lovin it</title><content type='html'>Im done with my dearest Farah Mastura's card , but im not yet done with this special card of mine . Most probably I will give to this partiuclar person on wednesday , since I will be seeing this person till late afternoon . Everybody is crash into bed since 7p.m , and oh well I had to wake up like 8p.m to bath and settle with my Maths homework which is still incomplete due to my laziness and my sleepiness . Tomorrow's is my cupcake's birthday , there's something in line for her tomorrow . Hope she loves it and remembers it like how Nabilah remember her birthday :D Ass there's history tomorrow , I have not been doing Mrs Teo's homework lately . Haha , I think I will start not slacking next week , this week is somehow like my day off from works . I think I should turn in early today , im super tired and leg hurts and well im sleepy . Got home at 5.15 + p.m just now , surprisingly nobody asked me where have I been . HEHE , this is so fun . Oh yeaah somebody is giving me the cold shoulders today , I swear it annoys me . Favour eh babe , kalau tak happy nan aku cakap je uh tak yah nak tunjuk perasaan nan aku . Ley cakap baek baek pe , tak payah uh nak cakap kurang ajar nan aku . Step aku kau pey anjing pe xia ley cakap gitu macam . Kalau aku ni yang tkd mood ley cakap baek baek nan aku , kau aperhal tk boleh cakap baek baek nan aku . Nak step slash tangan pe joy ? Slash pon mao tunjuk orang uh ni skarang , nampak sah kau nak kite orang peyy attention . Setakat nak cederekan diri sendiri untuk dapat attention kan lebeyh bagos bunuh diri . Kan best , tak payah aku nak dengar kau bobal pasal ni pasal tu nan aku lagi . Buang luda kadang kadang aku bobal nan kau . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty goodnight people !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-7999951454935174269?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7999951454935174269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7999951454935174269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-lovin-it.html' title='Im lovin it'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6915660977614718110</id><published>2009-08-16T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:37:52.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on</title><content type='html'>My dearest laptop Java Update / Flash player is being a bitch . Its time to install a new one , ulcer is killing I swear ): I can't talk properly and eat properly , I feel disabled in a way :/ Tomorrow there's school , I dont feel lke going im so lazy . Well there's a 88% chance I wanna go , I know you dont know . Its like 9.30 and I have yet pack my bag . Im so lazy to do anything but lazy around on bed and fix my java update . Its getting very lonely in here without any musics , pfft . &lt;BIG&gt;IM OUTTA HERE !&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-6915660977614718110?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6915660977614718110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6915660977614718110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/holding-on.html' title='Holding on'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5482170348242873422</id><published>2009-08-15T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:00:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knocks me head</title><content type='html'>I know its kinda late to post but who gives a damn . Its Saturday for god sake , Amira is sleeping in Huda's room while I get my room all to myself wee ~ Been having headaches these few days , im not sure why . ): It hurts so much ! Maybe this means that i should turn to bed and sleep , but its too early . Gahs , huda is gone for the whole weekend with her friends and her boyf to JB . How awesome is that ? Ohkay im just craping , im off to bed . I can't believe im wasting my time to sleep , blehs .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5482170348242873422?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5482170348242873422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5482170348242873422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/knocks-me-head.html' title='Knocks me head'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1046186748906044352</id><published>2009-08-15T12:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T13:33:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word isn't word till you mean what you say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0spRqEakCk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v0spRqEakCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Love Isn't Love Till You Give It Away "&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Currently that music video is my all time favourite , you know I know why . Nick Jonas is so hot in the video , duh he is . And oh his minee ^^ \/ , yesterday band wasn't bad after all . Ct &amp;amp; me was late and well I had a hard time playing "The voice of heart" all I did was slack whenever they play the song . Oh well , I shall keep up . Perfomance is just next week and I cannot wait to wear the band uniform HEHE . Anyhoos yesterday the PPG + Amirah made a music video at moii house , haha we had so much fun doing the music video . Will upload it once Amirah &amp;amp; Sarah send it to me . I so love the video we made , so much crapszx . My dearest Farah Masturah's birthday is coming up what should I get for her ? Oh Hariz ? Haha nanti aku turon East View aku cari diye kaay ? Maybe I should just bash her as a birthday present , hehe . Gonna go to the saloon to get my hair wash and trim my bloody hair + get my long frindge cut :D Got back my common test for History . It was a disaster , all my efforts and hardwork didnt pay off . I got a bloody 251/2 for it . Im so dissapointed of myself , I study so hard for it and this is what I get thanks eh . I should start revising on History haiss . Just when I thought I wanna slack for 2 weeks I have to start studying again and again . Tomorrow there's tuttion , im so going to revise on Chapter 9 of science . I suck at it ): &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3 more days , just 3 more days love . Within a matter of time anything can happen , I hope not .&lt;/span&gt; Oh yes yesterday otp with dearest Nakiah till late night , helped her about something . We know you dont know so shut up yaw . Funny shit la she , ohkaay I kept replaying the same song over and over again . I think my sister is irritated , hahaha amek kau ! Okaay im off to force my mom to go out now and get my hair done *BIG FAT SMILEY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1046186748906044352?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1046186748906044352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1046186748906044352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/word-isnt-word-till-you-mean-what-you.html' title='Word isn&apos;t word till you mean what you say'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2498868319891141384</id><published>2009-08-07T14:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:45:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning too many pictures :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 August ' 09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;Content page for today .&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Sorry for not updating :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sarah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Spammers can go die (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;11 more days to 2 months (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0596-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/4834_91956968642_648218642_1821701_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its That Lady's Birthday !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A birthday wish for my dearest girlfriend . Happy birthday dearest ! I hope you like the bash that we held it for almost 4 days , there's more to come . Me and Nakiah will make sure you dont know when is the upcoming bash *evil smile . Thanks for being there for me through my ups and downs , without you I dont think I will be smiling all day . Your lame jokes your lame questions really brighten up my day . I love you oh so much , you're like a big sister to me . Despite you being like a mother at times but I still love you . Birthday present will be given soon , dont worry kaay ? Can't get you anything from the Adidas shop nor the MJ tee ): Soreeeyhhh ! Hope you love the bashes , xoxo Lisyaali (L) Sarah Velcott :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;To The Spammers&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To that person who sended me hate tags this is especially for you , from the bottom of my heart (: &lt;em&gt;Mentang mentang aku da lame tk masok aku peyy blog kau nak maki maki aku uh kutop aku , lek one corner suaak . &lt;/em&gt;What do you have against me ? What have I done to you ? There's something call inserting your real name , &lt;em&gt;ahsal mak bapak kau tak bagi name pe ? Kesiaan uh nan kau -.- &lt;/em&gt;If you did type out your name I can just meet you one on one and settle things with you , ain't that easy ? Or are you a coward not want to type your real name ? Common' la don't be childish cans ? And oh I need not change my atitude for the sake of you , for what I want to change my atitude if its not too over board . Its not like I stole something and I didnt own up right ? &lt;em&gt;Kau tak mawu nak step kau baek sangat la wey , tak kan kau peyy perangai tk terok siaak . Sebelum nak kutop aku , kau pi pikir dulu uh pasal kau peyy perangai . Kecik kecik tak mawu mati , dah besar menyusahkan orang lain je -.- &lt;/em&gt;Basically you are tryna say my atitude sucks ? Okaay I admit my atitude sucks but hey if its that bad I will know it myself and I will change my atitude . I dont receive such comment from other people that there's something wrong with my atitude . So you just shut up uh kaay ? &lt;em&gt;Masey tak puas hati nan aku pe ? Bagi aku nickname pulaks tu , g la bilang org aku peyy nickname baru kan best . Kau yg dapat dosa bukan aku (: &lt;/em&gt;Woah still have the cheek to call me a fucking bitch , do you know the defination of bitch at the very first place ? It means female dog , im not a dog for your information . Pluss do you know what fuck means ? Like seriously use your words wisely , dont go around and call people anyhow . &lt;em&gt;Kau g cermin muke kau dulu la eh sebelum nak kutop aku , buang ludah siaak . Tatau malu pe xia pi blog orang abeyh type gituk macam , la weyy ! Zaman aper xia kau type gituk macam , tak mawu nak capslock kau peyy O uh kat sini . Nak capslock , capslock tempat laen uh . Ingat O kau byk peyy cantek , O aku lagi cantek uh . Zaman last year siak type gituk macam , tertinggal zaman pe member ? Kesiaan .. Kau tak happy nan aku kan di persilekan add aku kat &lt;a href="mailto:a_lisya@hotmail.com"&gt;a_lisya@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; untuk settle hal kau nan aku . Nak panggil member kau turon pon cantek , kau panggil member kau nak rembat aku , aku call police . Fair ? Lebeyh baek settle one on one uh siaak , tknk pon gerek . 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/&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was sarah's birthday yesterday and we celebrate it with pride lol random .. We bashed her , ignored her and well made her cry . In the morning Nab , Amirah &amp;amp; me ignored her completely and we talk back to her like really talk back . Sarah was so pissed , she flipped her hair towards my face sucha bitch rigghtt ? In class I hid her bag , wallet and her pencil box HAHA ! Her reaction was super slow . She panicked and she kept asking people where is it where is it . If you were there you will be ROFL-ing . It was p.e and we all ignored her and shoo her away haha especially Farah *winkwink . We had to make this big circle during the last 10 minutes of p.e and I told Farah to start singing happy birthday song . Everybody followed and soon she started to cry , I ran to her and hugged her and told her we are sorreyh . She cried because 1) We ignored her 2) The whole class sang for her aww . During Art boyf helped me hide her shoe on the window and we covered it with the curtain . Her reaction was yet slow again , haha slow day for her aye . She complained to Ms Yeo and we had to return her shoes back blehhss , after school we bashed her with cold water haha ! Guys wasnt allow since it was um obseint (sp?) HAHA the class was 'flooded' hahahahahhaha . Bashed her at the pavement , boyf kept throwing the flour and all of us got it . Fair huh ? I threw some at him HAHA TO YOU ! Everybody went to their seperate ways after that , Sarah made me and Khairul wait for her till she get a cab . She saw something that she wasnt suppose to see , she felt disgusted haha ! After which boyf and I went off to our lepak place . He started throwing flour at me , bad bad bad boyf . From head to skirt I was covered with flour . You wait Khairul Irfan for 26 September , you wait *winkwink . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;big&gt;NATIONAL DAY&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2007 NDP Photos , I Miss Everything ): Please Ignore My Face , Super Kental *insert shy face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dude me and Syaza thinks that his hot -.- Haha .&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NDP 2008 , great memories . 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When we started singing our old national day songs , I almost cried . Thinking about Syaza , thinking about Amin , thinking about my girlfriends , thinking about my old mates . Everything seems so hard to let go , everything brought such memories that I treasure for so long . Hais , maybe im being too emo today . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the National Day celebration in school , instead of being happy we were all pissed . Seriously , 3 people cried thanks to somebody . I had a wonderful time comforting each one of em' , especially my dearest Farah Mastura(L). We had our mass walk , we had to walk from school to Hai Sing to Casuarina and back to school . It was fun though , as always we were crazy wee ` . After which we had talent quest sadly Haizal didnt win , but I cheered him off . I even stood up for him , I was the only person whom did that . Totally embarassed but kawan peyy pasal aku buat :D We sang our hearts out to the national day songs and we ran around the hall . Me and ct was literally crazy , haha . Overall I enjoyed today but I still prefer my primary school celebration idk why . Had counsellor photo taking , it took more than what 15 minutes to get ready ? Followed sarah to bus 3 bustop and Nakiah and Nazeirah was there . Accompanied them till their bus came and off I go . And im stuck infront of the computer screen eversince I got home . Hehe *evil smile , cheer up my dearest Meera (L) . Okaay now what should I do ? Right I should stop blogging , kaay chao ! &amp;amp; Oh enjoy the NDP video haha random ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdRyyvCaR5Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdRyyvCaR5Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJeNP5i-HRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJeNP5i-HRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10SxAyNmj3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10SxAyNmj3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUhI3nwzPF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUhI3nwzPF0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More NDP videos check out the related videos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;IM OUTTA HERE ! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2498868319891141384?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2498868319891141384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2498868319891141384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-happen-for-reason-cheyy.html' title='Warning too many pictures :D'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2907123929998207340</id><published>2009-08-01T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:53:06.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all turns down to your atitude .</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c139/stfuhoebag111/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="flowers Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FADZIL ALIP ! &lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a picture of us , I think I accidentally deleted it . Ohkaay straight to the point , Happy Birthday dearest bestf . I miss you very much , thank you so much for being there for me over 3 months this year . You were the one whom texted me when we first started our secondary school and now we lost contact . Aww , I remember I told you I saw this hot guy and I messaged you . It was a funny convo isnt it ? I hope you didnt forget all about me , cos I know I didnt repay back your love when we were in Primary School . Im sorry , I really enjoyed being friends with you eversince we were Primary 1 . I love you dearest and I hope you are doing just fine . 6½ of friendship &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apparently after a few weeks not having such bad fights with boyf , we finally did . Somehow I started it , I didnt know what got into me . Im sorry dearest , praise to God everything is fine now . We hadnt been fighting for so long , and well I just had to make him angry and poof all this happen . Im sorry *cover face . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School this week is a big &lt;BIG&gt;&lt;b&gt;HO-HUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt; , as usual me and Sarah had to stayback on Thursday to complete our Art . Its a routine for us , somehow we are being bad role models shessh :/ Had our History test yesterday , oh God it was pretty much challenging and I really hope I pass History . I seriously prefer History over Geography , I have no idea why . Maybe I dont have the passion to study Geography when I get into Sec 3 or whatever subjects you have to pick for Sec 3 . Ohkaay whatever it is I really hope I pass History cause I mugged like hell for that particular paper . How I mugged for History is how I mugged for Science and Maths . So yeahs , on Thursday after our staying back for Art me Amirah and Sarah headed to whitesands to accompany Amirah . Saw a few of my dearest betsfriends there , Saw Martin Luistro oh my his so tall . His friends treated me so nicely , and I seriously thought one of em' were chinese sorry girl ! Saw Nelson too , my all time favourite webcam buddy . I was like going "HELLO , HELLO !" I think his Loyang sec guy friends thinks im insane lol . Saw Syazwani too , she well im not that close to her anyways . Saw Larry , how I remembered me and Syazirah and Yaya disturbed him like hell at 427 . We called him berry and etc , lol good memories aye ? Saw Anaqah too , I miss her she was like a small sister to me but everything change now . All of these turns down to her atitude , sighs . Pretty much I saw most of my friends , Amirah nil . Haha , so we headed to popular to get Mj's album , me and Sarah blanja Amirah a total of 20 bucks , cos she didnt have the money to buy the whole album which cost 39.90 . SO close to 40 bucks liao , we were kind enough to lend her the money aww . Sucha good counsellors aye aye , kaay whatever . Headed to NTUC to shop for bread , Sarah took a long time to decided between bonjour bread or this brand of bread . Lol ! After which we headed back to MacD to get our lunch , Sarah was fasting so me and Amirah went down and get our take aways . Saw Syakirah my religious friend , I miss cabot-ing madrasah with her . Bad girl , we headed home at 4+ and Amirah made the decision to eat in the bus . We were making the bus like our very own homes , if the bus driver saw us eating we might get fined . Oh whatever , Friday was slackish . Had compo test which I wrote craps and after which I distubed Haizal . He was having a bad mood but I have no idea why he can still tolerate with my nonsence , polished my clarinate which has been kept in its case for 1½ . The whole pack of us went for lunch and settle down , we were suppose to mugg for History but in the end we were all stuck to the piano , phone and talk craps . Luckily I suck in the correct chapters for the common test , we had a fun 2 hours slacking before the test . Sit for the test and I took only 45 minutes to finish it and slept all the way . Woke up and everything was a blur , boyf took my bag and my clarinate for me and he went off . Christine drag me to the band room , saw Hazimah andlaze around with her outside band room . Headed in and we had sectionals without the sec 3s . Me like ! Played The voice , National Anthem and Stand up for Singapore . I enjoyed myself , me , Zanette and Shaw Yin was dsturbing Aaron cos most of the time he was slacking . His a slacker , we combined with the brasses and we played Stand Up for Singapore . My all time favourite ! Ended at 6p.m , we had to fall in cos Mr Shah will ask us to do 70 push ups if we dont tsk . So we did , we goofed around and ended up doing only 1 drill which was bersurai . Haha such a slack band , how I wished every band practise was like that . Headed home and got so mad thanks to one particular cousin of mine . Had a big fight over the phone , Kak Nadia came to help us settle it . Shessh I dont regard him as my cousin anymore xiaa . Oh yea his my mom's side not dad's why am I even telling you guys this lol . Till now no calls from him to apologize to my mom . No balls ! I wonder why that bitch have to talk for him , go fuck him for all I care la siaal -.- Ohkaay im done buhbye (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2907123929998207340?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2907123929998207340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2907123929998207340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-all-turns-down-to-your-atitude.html' title='It all turns down to your atitude .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6338960034714788368</id><published>2009-07-29T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:29:19.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart will go on</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00771.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being an ass right now . I can't edit this post without the font functioning and the colouring functioning . Pffft , anyhoos im exhausted really really exhausted . I almost pressed the 12 floor when I was in the lift . Luckily I remembered my house level , or I will assume I am staying on the 12th floor . How silly can I get at times ? Kay whatever , Matin gave me a surprise text message earlier . I miss him so much ! I havent been seeing Greenview people lately , if I did and if I were to see him I swear I will run him over something 10 times bigger . But I aint heartless to see him dead -.- , ohkaay whatever . Had to stayback till 2.30p.m thanks to History and Mrs Teo . She wanted to finish up chapter 3 which I don't even understand a single thing about it . The class turn into band in a way , Sarah started doing stupid irritating noisest and the rest followed . I swear all of them can join band , sarcastic much . We faced Mrs Teo for like a total 3 periods since we had to take the History class test during english period and another 2 periods spent going through chapter 3 -.- sighs . She scream uncontinously at us I find it just plain insane . Seriously , won't she get tired after shouting and screaming at us for like 2 periods straight ? Well some people just have the ability to do it huh ? Awesome -.- , anyways Ms Tan change our sitting arrangement again . Within the 3 changes im stil sitting at the same place . How unfair can life get at times like this . Hais , im sleepy but I shall endure it . After school headed to 299 with boyf to hang out and spend time together . Apparently I love sleeping on boyf's shoulder , I have no idea why . We spend time confiscating each other's personal stuff and ransack (idk how to spell) each other's bag . Random stuff we do when we hang out , lol . Boyf told me to cut my nails by Friday cos its very long and well I will get good blessings on Friday if I do cut it . I should cut it or I will die , well not really . Boyf sended me home at 4.30p.m + since thats his curfew to get home . At that point of time I wished he could stay longer but well I understand . He was sick and its not good to get him home late ): Bid goodbye to dearest and thats when I almost pressed the 12th button . Ohkaay me got to go , byebye (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-6338960034714788368?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6338960034714788368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6338960034714788368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My heart will go on'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-750759488834061926</id><published>2009-07-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:32:55.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me hate the new timetable for home , is there sucha thing ?</title><content type='html'>Currently using the laptop .&lt;br /&gt;Im done with my History mugging , I find myself being a Historian one day . Kay random much . Alright , I shall make this post a quick one without bolding anything or italic anything . Oh you get the idea , science was today and apparently I find myself mugging the whole day excluding morning reading section . Me and Christine mugged like hell alright , just hope we pass . At least a pass will make me go smile all the way . Christine and I was freaking out alot of times , we based more on chapter 8 but it didnt come out . Ass , so I finished my paper within 45 minutes to be precise and I went to sleep . Nothing to check actually , cos basically I find my answers all wrong :/ Christine and me decided to ditch band , so we did . God we ran away like chickens , scared Shane might find and catch us for ditching band for almost 2 weeks actually . Lol , but I have my reason dude ! Anyhoos , school has been part of my life I feel anti social whenever school began . I see myself more on studying , you should had seen my table during lunch time . Science notes were everywhere ! Including textbooks and my file and well my storybook . Christine calls it not organized , rigghtt . Ohkaay mom has been telling me this a gazillion time to head to my bed and sleep . Though I am sleepy , my curfew of sleeping has began ): Back to 10.30 for me , gahs I can't tolerate with sucha early timing to sleep . At least 12a.m will do , its gonna be 10.30 and im still having my books , sketch book , files , text books and notes on the dining table . All messy , well actually im tryna keep one portion of the dining table to myself . Since Huda and Amira are also using this place for work purposes blehs . Handphones are restricted from now on , I can't seem to concentrate with my phone around . Eventhough there's only $0.03 left -.- , okaay in off before my mom gets her ass here and kill me . Oh yeaa I have to start eating my vitamin C again every morning and night , I swear it sucks . Gahs okaay la byebye people good luck for tomolo history class test . (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-750759488834061926?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/750759488834061926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/750759488834061926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-hate-new-timetable-for-home-is-there.html' title='Me hate the new timetable for home , is there sucha thing ?'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8876566064103669090</id><published>2009-07-26T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:02:42.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should take up a new hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Im suppose to head to the dining table and start functioning my brain right now . But I decided to use the computer before working my inactive brain . Today's Liverpool match , im not sure of watching it or just stick with studying . Im over soccer , i had enough of it . Im sure Amin too , I dont see the interest in it anymore . Sad aye ? Used to be head over heels about it but well time change me change people change . Maybe because I havent been playing it for a long time , without Amin soccer ain't fun anymore . Without Nadia soccer is lifeless , without my girlfriends 08 the whole pack of us wont be screaming when the ball is drewing near . Sighs , my mom never approve of me playing soccer since Primary 3 . Sad isnt it ? I will try playing it somedays when I feel like it . Well perhaps when I have children of my own , than I will start teaching them tricks and continue playing from there . But ain't that in the future ? Oh whatever , soccer is over rated for now . I have to catch up for tomorrow's literature science maths malay and lastly history . How am I not happy to go back school on Monday , just hope I wont be seeing myself wearing the stupid mask -.- . Its going to be 5 , I should start functioning my brain . Good luck people for tomorrow's English Test . Oh how I just wish Ms Woon will come to me tomorrow and say "Alisya would you like to to take the Maths test ?" I will be delighted of cos . Ohkaay chao people , have a good week ahead !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8876566064103669090?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8876566064103669090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8876566064103669090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-should-take-up-new-hobby.html' title='I should take up a new hobby'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8372314947146466456</id><published>2009-07-25T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:36:05.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want us to be forever (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;Words can't fully describe me right now . Im really sick , have been coughing and coughing since morning . I feel so weak , when I heard Khairul's voice I felt so much better . My sleepiness gone away and I felt happy again , though I sounded real bad when I was otp with him . Nothing can describe my misses for that guy , we only had 1 date together . ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;Apparently im still not recovered from my cough and fever . Sighs , im still upset over the fact I didnt get to sit for my Maths Test this means I have to study like hell for my end of year exam . Another sighs , hunneyh was being sweet to me . He was worried everytime I coughs , aww . Lol , whatever Alisya -.- . Dearest went off to his silat , I had to force him to go . He insisted on going cos he wanted to on the phone with me all night , that guy really needs a smack from me . Last last gy jugak mataey aku (: Anyhoos im stuck at home with mommy and daddy , sister flew away . One go dating with boyf another one go out with her friend . Walioa bored xiaa at home , mendaaK ! But it feels nice staying at home and not stare at my textbooks for revisions . I need somebody to teach me History and Science , sayaaang you kene ajar I science and history kaay ? Okaay bored , im gonna facebooking or adobe photoshoping . Kay dah bye (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you very much Khairul , I know you know we know that ):&lt;/em&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/1115504133619961280-8372314947146466456?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8372314947146466456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8372314947146466456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='I want us to be forever (L)'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5941885918426685570</id><published>2009-07-25T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:45:07.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for mugging !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye May Come In A Shock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00787.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;Had the most wonderful dream of you and me . We spent the whole day together roaming here and there and we finally settle down and lay down side by side and watched the sun set .We told one another how wonderful our love is , soon it was night time . We were still lying down side by side and we started counting the number of stars in the sky . &amp;amp; poof I woke up by Huda's irritating-ness .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;I was sent home yesterday morning just because I hit the trigger temperature . I missed out alot this week , I didnt even get to sit for my Maths Common Test . The test which I study super hard for , the test which filled up most of my foolscape paper . The test which used up most of my bed time , pretty much upset about it ): Many people said it was managable and it was easy , I wanna take the paper can can can ? Shall ask my dad to write a letter to the school . If he isnt lazy , anyhoos yesterday was a draag . Today is much more boring , can't message boyf prepaid died all of a sudden . All I have to do now is rot at home till boyf message to ask me go online or something . Gahs , I should study for history and science later , and I have to start sleeping early ): Im excuse from physical education next week ): Stupid doctor ! I cannot dance in ISH and fool around with Sarah Amirah Afifah Aleena and Afrina . Blehhsss , kaay bye ! (L) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5941885918426685570?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5941885918426685570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5941885918426685570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-much-for-mugging.html' title='so much for mugging !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4030178465956164014</id><published>2009-07-23T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:32:22.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot tahan this pain :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Head Wrecking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Moii head is 100% blank right now , I feel like hitting moii head against the wall till this pain goes away . Coughing my lungs out by the second , flu is getting worst . Apparently Amirah bluetooth her flu to me today . I need to endure the pain for at least a few hours till im impress with moiiself for revising my maths common test tomorrow . Endure endure , that is what I have to do now . Sick :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;School was fun as always . Came to school a little bit late but I didnt get th green form . Had too go tower to get my parent letter signed by Mr.Paul Ng . I force Ms Tan YL to accompany me to do tour cos I was scared . I thought I was gonna get scolding or something , scary liao . Normal time table , people around me crack me up . Help Ms Tan with this and that , had to ask Sarah for help after MT since my head was spinning uncontinuosly . Didnt do my duty , did normal stuff after school and during school . The day wasnt dry wasnt boring , just nice and was pampered by dearest .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;When we gaze to each other eyes , I felt like you will be mine forever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;But if god willings , you treated me differently but in a good way .You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;showered me with love , you let me lay my head on your shoulder when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;you got to know I only had an hour of sleep . We share secretes , we talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;about life we share alot together lately . And I like it , you will always smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;to me whenever I look at you . You held my hands when you saw me unstable .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;You said everything will be okay , no nenek is gonna disturb me tonight . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;You let me sleep on your shoulder for awhile . You you you are the bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;boyf I ever had . (L)&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/1115504133619961280-4030178465956164014?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4030178465956164014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4030178465956164014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cannot-tahan-this-pain-s.html' title='I cannot tahan this pain :S'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7464111558062787140</id><published>2009-07-22T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:03:58.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats a girl to do ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00786-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="III" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00786-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tell her you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Im bored , very very bored . Sarah delivered my sketch book and now im safe , I wont get scolding from Ms Yeo tomorrow morning . Currently cuddling myself with my blanket , im cold . Weird I know , gonna get my ass to school tomorrow . Im not ready to go to school , I love home ! Exagerating much , anyhoos picture were taken yesterday . Even sick people wanna have fun at home and camwhore right ? Dad aint working today , I dont know where his gone to just now but all I know is maybe his in the gym . Im hungry and I want mom to be back home now , im craving for food right now . I need food , kaay whatever . I was delighted to see my laughter pack under my block , well apparently it was pack with crestian . How am I not surprise ? Oh well , I find today dry really dry . I never been so bored for the past 2 days off school . Gahhss , my lips are dry and well my thumb as well . Im going off , finishing my art before my mom finds out I missed out my art homework . She will K-I-L-L me . Okaay dah Buhbye (L)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-7464111558062787140?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7464111558062787140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7464111558062787140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-girl-to-do.html' title='Whats a girl to do ?'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4483107171860311907</id><published>2009-07-22T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:12:38.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing out in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/cLisyaali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Im permanent .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wassuuppzxx people ! Currently otp with my dearest lazy boyf . His on mc today so yeah that is why im not in school today . We plan to spend the whole day otp , if my phone batt wont die so soon aye ? Will be coming back to school tomorrow , how am I not excited . I wonder where are we gonna assemble tomorrow , so used to assembling outside the classroom . Im bored , im hungry and im craving for mc spicy &amp;amp; fish &amp;amp; co. Macam Macam Siaak Alisya :P Anyhoos all homeworks completed except for art , I left my sketch book under my table . So screw *insert worry face . Hopefully dearest Christine will get well soon , I miss you dear and hope you can come to school on Friday . Your bitch miss you too *winkwink . I know that picture up there seems emo , but me like ! Edited in photoshop , because of that my comp is lagging everytime I use photoshop . Ass , woke up kinda late today since it was a beautiful weather to get some sleep . Cuddle under my blanket and doze off till I realized it was 9.a.m . Messaged boyf and watched the news about the solar eclipse . How nice it was in India , and china too . Awesome isnt it ? Well the rain has stop , how boring . Now its warm , pfft hate warm weather . Ohkaaay I shall stop here and entertain boyf , he doesnt sound good . I am making him wait for this post to be publish sorry dearest *insert sad face . Okaay buhbye people (L)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4483107171860311907?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4483107171860311907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4483107171860311907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/standing-out-in-rain.html' title='Standing out in the rain'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-601987500196272697</id><published>2009-07-21T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:11:34.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadiah Hazwani &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/30kt26r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;[&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lisya&lt;/span&gt; Cuzzy Paling Jiwerrrr &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Currently entertaining my dearest Nadiah Hazwani . Both of us are on 2 days Mc and we are both sick , obvs -.- . I miss her very the much , kan kan Nadiah ? Cannot wait for the next cuzzy meet up , aku sumpah kite kene amek gamba banyak banyak kaay ? Anyhooos boyf was sended home just now , just got the message from him . He doesnt sound happy , pity him . So here I am blogging , got up at 8.00a.m and my temperature went up to 39.1*C . Hopefully I wont come to school tomorrow , I dont have the interest to go back cos well um its been 2 days I've been rotting at home and im lazy to go back school . Doctor almost gave me a week off but well since common test is on the 24th I decided not to . Yesterday otp with dearest for 2 hours , he played random songs otp , and well he played some of my favourite songs . Aww how sweet , he was like a doctor in a way . Everytime he hears me cough he will go ask me to drink water . Strict boyf , and well he updated me on what he did to the girls in school . Bad bad boy , and earlier today the girls called me up during their recess . They kept passing the phone around and asked whether im okaay and when im coming back school . Aww how sweet , love you guys very much . Was so touched , shall put a fullstop here . Byebye (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-601987500196272697?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/601987500196272697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/601987500196272697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/nadiah-hazwani-3.html' title='Nadiah Hazwani &lt;3'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/30kt26r_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8265065304592623892</id><published>2009-07-18T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:19:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Harry Potter !</title><content type='html'>Im going out later with sissy to catch Harry Potter with her AED friends which im not close with . Im shy to people I dont know  , seriously who wouldnt rite ? Im still tihnking to pay back my sissy 10 bucks and catch the movie with my girlfriends 08 or just tag along with her friends and abg ayie . Maybe I should just tag along and be friendly to them and hope I can well bond with them . Boyf is sick and well his resting , poor boyf . Should had told him to just go home yesterday and rest . But nooo he insisted to accompany me , boys will be boys . So Salina and we were talking about the granny who sells chips , and well im scared and Salina is pretty much scared too . Im also discussing with Anne , we are somehow acting as if we arent scared but after every convo we will go "Im scared" and Anne will go "seramzx siol !" I know this is a random post but well im not gonna mug today like I usually do . Friday and Saturday are my non-functioning brain day . Im gonna mug maybe at night and tomorrow morning . Ohkay peoplezx im off and this will go into the bin by tomorrow morning if I fl like it *winkwink . And by any chance boyf is reading this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you will get well soon (:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8265065304592623892?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8265065304592623892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8265065304592623892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter Harry Potter !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4843510509833039030</id><published>2009-07-18T13:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:37:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its today aww .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;We were the best of friends .. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dedicated to dearest Khairul Irfan ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy 1 month dearest !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Lets summarized everything shall we ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;We started out as just friends , and when we get to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;each other better we use ourselves as message buddies .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Since we find ourselves rot at home and well we teenagers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;get bored easily dont we ? We started going on and off msging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;one another . As our friendship grew we started sharing our problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;and we became bestfriends . You love to tease me before all this happens , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;and well I do the same . Before we knew it we were best friends , we started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;confessing to one another and well now we are in a relationship . Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;for sharing your love to me . I app it so much dearest , through thick and thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;we made it this far . I love you very much Khairul Irfan and im sorry for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;fights and the screw ups . You are the moste patient person I ever know , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;lots of love your mickey mouse girlf (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The dedication said it , its our very first month anni together . I woke up at 8.30 and I saw a message , I read it and I almost cried . Boyf sended me a msg , saying he loves me very much hope we will last long and wishing us happy 1 month . And I checked the timing , it was 7.10a.m . His truly wonderful , wished him back and tried to get some sleep but to no avail . Get up and watched tevee while daydream . Thanks Nadia for wishing me , and Syaza Syazwani . Sayang korang banyak banyak . Just got home from central with mum and Huda . Went to buy a few stuff had our lunch and we bought food for daddy and Amira and home sweet home . Most probably going out in the evening since tuttion was canceled . Oh yes Abg Ayie slept at our house last night while helping Huda with the baking and stuff . Sweet couple aye ? Anyhooos , daddy bought sushi since he went to JB earlier . Im gonna eat it before my sister finish it up . Oh yes im gonna end this , till here . Wo Ai Khairul Irfan *insert smiley face .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-4843510509833039030?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4843510509833039030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4843510509833039030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-today-aww.html' title='Its today aww .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4857716288033178566</id><published>2009-07-17T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:15:43.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of killing time :\</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I can't bearly open my eyes 0.0&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maybe its too early to turn in to bed now . I want to occupy myself with my sister's awesome laptop till midnight if my mom doesnt caught me using it . Personally school's a bore lately , I dont know why . I used to love school but now its different . Im weird I know , no need to mention it . Havent been doing my duty for 2 days straight . Im gonna be dead if Joshua were to know , I need some sleep but im lazy to turn in so early . Not my normal timing horhs , though im pretty much sleepy as usual . I didnt get to sleep under the table now , I need to pay attention in class before I get a slap on the face . Bohoooo ): , msn is being a bitch now . I wanted to sign out but it lagg on me , assss . Im entertaining myself by singing to Keri Hilson's song . I likeee , i swear this post is going to the bin tomolo morning . I've been replying people's msg late these days . Maybe because im lazy to text ? Or is it because I misplace my phone most of the time ? I dont know &amp;amp; I dont care , same old same old Alisya . People these days are getting prettier by the day , why am I not surprise ? Everything is resuming next week , from assembling to the parade square to resuming CCA . I seriously hate going for band when I spent most of my holidays going there and play my clarinate . I feel like skipping , blehhs . They should resume it once everything is really over -.- , I hate going to band and fall in so earlyy . This also means that Ct and me have to wait till NCC is over and get back home . My mom will kill me if I get my ass home late like last 2 months . Whatever it is I hope they will suspend all CCA till further notice , pretty puhlease . OR I will make sure im on mc or something on tuesday and friday . Everything is resuming , wth wth , I dont wanna hear Dr.Ong blaber about our rating every morning . Im sick of it , just thank god I dont have morning duties anymore . I should start doing my recess duty before Irfan or Joshua kills me . And I just realized that every Friday there will be counsellor meeting , gahhs wth wth . There's so many things I wanna say in here but well people might get offended on what im gonna say about somebody . I better not be a total bitch to post such, um what do you call it ? Sluty comments about people ? Yeah thats the way to put it -.- . im being so sarcastic I know , no need to mention it . Okaay im off , I wanna go sleep or should I head to the living room and watch some drama ? Maybe I should , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Get well soon dearest , (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4857716288033178566?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4857716288033178566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4857716288033178566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-sake-of-killing-time.html' title='for the sake of killing time :\'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4457301624451052556</id><published>2009-07-17T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:42:11.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day baby , 1 more day .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boyf confiscate my paper on the left picture ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Sometimes you have to break down and breathe .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to meet up dearest Syaza Syazwani after school with Nakiah , Nazierah , Sarah and Syazana . The rest had to go off when Syaza was gonna head to my crib , so left me and my dearest girl . I changed up and went down at 2 to meet up with boyf . We had a date actually but instead we spent our quality time with Syaza . Went to 426 to get Syaza's stuff and we went off to her crib to hang out . Personally I thought boyf wouldnt want to follow , but I was wrong . Aww , reached her crib and I started with my Mt project . I was gonna interview her , so yeaah . Had a hard time getting the malay words fix , im not good in malay horhs . So we went down by the pool to start interview-ing . We talk talk talk and it was time to finish up my proj . We had so much laughters doing it , and thank Qistina for helping me shoot it (: . Boyf helped syaza by lip speaking cos Syaza didnt know how say in a proper malay . Now im talking nonsence , anyhoos we took almost 5 takes . Im gonna miss her when she flies back to Melbourne . I'll try to complete the video latest by Sunday for all of you bloggers to view . I bet mine is the funniest *winkswinks . Got behind the scene somemore . Boyf and I headed home at 5 since dearest had tuttion at 6 . We talk and talk and talk , and I remembered while Syaza was talking to us at the playground I lie my head on boyf's shoulder and said to him "Why can't 18 be today ? Why must it be on a weekend ? " Boyf just smiled and laughed at my tone . Im glad today we didnt fight , just thank god . Get well soon Khairul Irfan , me love you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4457301624451052556?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4457301624451052556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4457301624451052556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-more-day-baby-1-more-day.html' title='1 more day baby , 1 more day .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5078372691036334178</id><published>2009-07-12T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:17:05.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will come back soon .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Im gone for the mean time , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="399" alt="freedom Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt102/naymaabol/Freedom/NAY1-7.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wont be blogging for the &lt;em&gt;mean time&lt;/em&gt; , im stressing out on my studies . Promise I will update &lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt; a week , cos most probably boyf will be reading my blog and will ask me "Are you going to post ?" . Im gonna &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pre-occupy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; myself with my studies for now . Common test is less than 2 weeks and well EOY is drewing near too . I need to prepare myself for all this important dates , before mom and dad screams at me for facing the computer for more than 6 hours straight . Wont be online either , cos maybe I wouldnt want to be stuck on the computer screen for long . I will only update on stuff for my &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriends'08&lt;/strong&gt; about the upcoming events and I will only update if there's a need to . Mean time no spamming , cos I dont have the time to delete your comments nor entertain your craps . Till here .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Who the hell cares if im not gonna post anyway ? Oh rigghhtt no one , LOL . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5078372691036334178?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5078372691036334178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5078372691036334178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-come-back-soon.html' title='I will come back soon .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt102/naymaabol/Freedom/th_NAY1-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2112297937820597351</id><published>2009-07-11T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:36:18.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another bo-oring day .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="339" alt="color splash Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr262/Jasmine4910/coolorsplash.jpg" width="520" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's a climb .. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dont get my mom these days , she's tryna find my fault . I wonder why , and she will blame stuff on me and Huda . Maybe we are bad daughters , &lt;strong&gt;expected&lt;/strong&gt; *insert smiley evil face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the very first time I finished my homeworks in one night which was yesterday , im left with summarry not my all time favourite . Im trying to make myself pre-occupied by doing silly things so that I wont get bored . But to no avail , im still bored I feel like doing something extreme . But I dont know what , sighhs . I just can't wait for school , I want more Maths Question from Ms Tan YL ! Random xia Alisya , like seriously doing maths is much more fun . Not the first time saying it , people should start entertaining me . Seriously , im bored . MendaaaaaaaaaaK , I want the cold breeze like yesterday . Me likey , but it feels like autumn . Lol , but the weather today is perfectly fine , not that sunny not that cloudy just nice . A nice day to laze around and sleep all day . But I wont take sleeping as an answer to pre-occupy my bo-ring daay . Msn is being a bitch , im missing Syaza Syazwani . She's back but I wont be seeing her till next week , just hope she turns up next week to send her Ncc stuff . Waste of money la she go buy Ncc stuffs if she knew she was gonna migrate -.- . Tsk , I miss my girlfriends 08 , we MUST meet okaaay ? I will arrange a meeting for the 5 of us to meet Syaza before she flies back to Aussie to date her hot Aussie guy . I hate her for that , rofl . Okaay I wanna go umm blog hopping . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2112297937820597351?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2112297937820597351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2112297937820597351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-bo-oring-day.html' title='Another bo-oring day .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-483185868989703671</id><published>2009-07-10T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:13:51.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos I know his reading this , Im craaping on the title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 636px; HEIGHT: 412px" height="534" alt="light Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd232/david_rafael/light_graffiti_2.jpg" width="582" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;There's no gravity to pull me down with you " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im bored and thats the reason why im posting for the second time . Apparently today's breeze was just fantastic , the wind was so cooling and the leaves crumples to the floor . How I just wished everyday is the same old breeze but maybe its irritating if it goes on like that . So the afternoon ended with a heavy down pour , me likeeee *insert big smiley face . But somebody doesnt like the heavy downpour , ^.- who eehhh ? Im bad I know , well as the day passes im starting to realize something . I hate homeworks especially Mother Tounge . I dunnoe why , most probably I've lost interest on MT . Thats a first , but but but I lovee MT lesson . Though I dont really pay attention , I wonder how I achieve the second in class -.- . Anyhoooss I think that Amirah passed down her illness to me and Christene . Im feeling giddy and I feel sick , we walk her from school all the way to bus stop 17 . We had to like 'carry' her there , it was irritating . I dont even know whether she's faking it or she's just really really sick till she can't get herself up . I wouldnt want to hurt her feelings , I fl bad enough to treat her badly on some occasions . So dearest Amirah was like an aunty walking when me and Christene free her off . She is super heavy fyi , and pluss the weight she's adding . Sarah's bag was like a bomb ! I thought Friday was suppose to be "LIGHT BAG DAY" . Oh well maybe she forgotten its Friday , how can anyone forget its Friday ? My blog is happy it Friday , LOL . Thats lamee ! Alisya Alisya , okaay im gonna study one I had enough of computer . What shall I study today ? Lets see , oh MATHS ! Haha , okaay im craaping . Im ending this post with a quote . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hardest part is feeling ... out of control . Feeling like I can't be sure of myself - like maybe you shouldnt be around me . Like maybe nobody should . Like im a monster who might hurts somebody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Jacob Black :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-483185868989703671?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/483185868989703671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/483185868989703671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/cos-i-know-his-reading-this-im-craaping.html' title='Cos I know his reading this , Im craaping on the title'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-972160932498313938</id><published>2009-07-10T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:46:23.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made him angry again , grr ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Im done searching .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm85/emilysupporter101/photography/0d0f63cf2eb3088ccd5726d8c20a737b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just feel like posting , though im suppose to be on Hiatus . I dont want the blog to die you see , these 2 days has been a draag . Been going home really early and it sucks , but I dont mind if this goes on . I love home and well at least I wont get caught loitering or smth , am I right to say that ? Oh well , school has been sucha bore like seriously . But I love Maths Lesson very very much though , it makes my brain to function well whenever im at mid space . Apparently I find myself forgetting to bring things to school , and it sucks . Teachers look at me in a different direction than any other pupils whom forgottens to bring such important stuff . Take today for an example , I forgotten to bring my Theory Wkbk for Science and I was the only counsellor standing while Ms Wani was writting the names . She looked at me as if I was the evil person , well actually I am . I skip my Counsellor meeting because I didnt have the mood to go + I was pure lazy . Im not doing my duty well these days , I kept trying to escape . I should really change this atitude of mine , its bad for my bloody reputation . Why all of a sudden I change to the old Alisya when I was in Primary 6 ?   I should change change change ! Okaay thats all folks , im going off to sleep or maybe I wanna go eat . Lol , buhbye . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-972160932498313938?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/972160932498313938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/972160932498313938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-made-him-angry-again-grr.html' title='I made him angry again , grr ..'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm85/emilysupporter101/photography/th_0d0f63cf2eb3088ccd5726d8c20a737b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4392457413851737383</id><published>2009-07-08T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:06:18.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MJ IS GONE ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7qEJkXvTZno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7qEJkXvTZno&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im sad that MJ is officially gone . His funeral was today , and apparently im watching it right now though it wasnt the live telecast . I feel like crying , now I know how Amirah feels . Sighs , the king of pop left us . His songs are so meaningful to kids to me to other people around the world . I remembered Mr Zaren showed us the video that was sang by MJ . I miss MJ really much , aku bobal cam aku kenal dia gituk .________. . But still , I grew up hearing his songs . His songs really has an impact on human these days . Hais , his gone too soon . Too soon , everyone must be sad about all this . Hais , may he rest in peace . May he be bless , I love you MJ ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/Syaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SYAZA SYAZWANI IS BAACK ! I REPEAT BACK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My dearest Syaza Syazwani is baack ! I repeat back ! Im oh so happy , she gave me a call and I was already shouting otp . I was shouting at her everytime I talk to her , omg la this girl . I cannot wait to see her , I miss her alot alot ! I have to set a date to meet her up with the girlfriends 08 and with the other girls in PRCS . I cannot wait to tell people this , I think my boyf thinks im insane cos I kept on typing the same thing to him . Sorry boyf , I think im the only one who's actually hyper happy and excited about this . If I woudl to tell the other girls they will gimme the -.- look . Im happy ! Okaay drop this topic ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dearest Khairul Irfan , this is for you (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;To my dearest boyf this message is only for you and you . I owe you alot for the past few weeks being with you . You showed me and define me what love really meant . You showered me with your love and you taught me the rights and never the wrong . Though we fight at times I know our love for each other will never fade away . How big the fight gets I know you still love me deep down . You entertained to my nonsence , you bring me out to dates though it wasnt such a great date . Being with you I feel like a new person , I never felt love like this before . You sacrifice alot just to be with me , we shared many things in commons . I love you Khairul Irfan and I will always do (: . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;XOXO your dearest irritating girlf .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4392457413851737383?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4392457413851737383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4392457413851737383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehe.html' title='HEHE'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-9056960426184875088</id><published>2009-07-07T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:55:49.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to fill my boredoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 532px; HEIGHT: 221px" height="160" alt="Sunset Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e12/mischiefmischief/Kissing.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never gone with the wind ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to start picking myself up , I've been giving myself excuses to get off from doing homeworks and revising . I need to stop this shitzx before I regret everything , I want to pull my grades as what Ms Tan YL said to me my grades are like shit . Gotta admit its pretty weak , all my grades are just nice for the passing marks . I need to get at least an A2 and the rest B3 . I have to achieve my expectations , I want to be 3rd in class for a change . I need to work extremely hard for my EOY and my CT . I shouldnt give off excuses from now on , I have to start praying for the sake of myself . I have no more religious class , now I depend on my prayers and Sarah's lectures . I have to really help myself cos no one can help me in this laziness state . Cut down on computer and more on homeworks , revising and studying . I will be on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for now , I will be back blogging if I have exciting things to post about . Miss me okaaay ? I shall post when im really free . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-9056960426184875088?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/9056960426184875088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/9056960426184875088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-fill-my-boredoms.html' title='I need to fill my boredoms'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6562351200749059520</id><published>2009-07-07T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:43:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because my life will suck without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cca are suspended till further notice !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Im oh so happy about it :D Just finished talking otp with dearest sweetheart . For the first time I sang to a guy , awesoomeee ! Random I know , apparently today wasnt sucha great day . I fell infront of alot and alot of people and the impact was very loud till Ct and Zayy could hear at Busstop 3 . Embarrassing much , Sarah tried to get me up but well my ass was stuck to the floor . My skirt was wet and somehow I was wet since it was raining . This is what happens when I dont watch my steps , it was slippery and the way I fall was pretty much hilarious . So Syukri Andi Khairul(1.3) Haizal and the others came out from idk where and helped me asking me if I was okay . Thats how loud my impact was , ouccch . Haizal helped me up , thanks dude . My ass still hurts btw , I complained to boyf about it . Andi took my hotdog ! His gonna pay tomolo $0.50 . Must go find him tomolo for my money :D . Alisya Alisya , so dearest Andi told boy about me falling down . I feel like &lt;strong&gt;humptydumpty&lt;/strong&gt; , anyhooos boyf messaged me and well Christine replied the message and made boyf worried . Maybe he wasnt , haha idk . Waited with the girls till their bus 3 came , and chao I went home limping as if my leg was the one in pain . Im weird I know :P , finally I reached home . Called boyf and well I was being pampered again , hehe just hope he get well soon . Or else we wont be having dates together anymore ): . Oh yeah boyf was sended home for the last 2 periods , since he had a fever . I was um enjoying myself doing Maths and talking craps with the girls and dhiyaa and I didnt realized that boyf was gone . I almost cried , LOL . Im a bad girlf you see , history was pretty much interesting to me though it was bo-ring ! I almost slept in class , shall endure . Maths , Mr Kho or whoever took us since Ms Woon didnt come . Class was noisy expected , Amirah and Sarah debated about MJ , let him rest in peace will ya ? Overall school was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HO-HUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . Haha , just hope boyf will attend school tomolo , I miss him alot alot . Alisya perangai tak mawu nak step eh , baru on the phone nan dia tadi dah rindu . Aiyoooo . Okaaay bye (:&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/1115504133619961280-6562351200749059520?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6562351200749059520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6562351200749059520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-my-life-will-suck-without-you.html' title='Because my life will suck without you'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1703462854965787494</id><published>2009-07-06T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:13:07.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love was stronger enough .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wassupzxx people ! For the very first time I dunt have a heading in my post . Apparently my public holiday was used for Maths Remedial a make up 'school day' since we didnt have any school on Friday . I thought I was late or something , but I wasnt Ms Woon was um late . Many people didnt attend the remedial , overslept I guess ? What a lame excuse to get away from remedial . The weather was great actually , after school head to Mc Cafe with boyf and the girls . Otw there we make a riot outta everything , since we are always hyper when we wanna go to DTE/E!HUb . Everyone was leaving by 1p.m , since boyf and I didnt wanna go home, we went out together . People was staring at us one kind , I wonder why . Went Central and than lepak infront of my old school and we went off to 218; currently our favourite hangout place right now . We were umm being very random towards one another and I was very pampered by boyf . Its not always I can be so pampered by that sweetheart . We kept delaying time , end up boyf got me home at 4p.m . It was a long day together , I love it very much . No more dates for this week , busy busy busy week I must say . My player is being an ass , kept on stopping half way and it will shuffle to another song -.- Shessh :/ Oh yes , did I tell you that people was staring at us uncontinuosly under the block ? It was super irritating , me dunt like it . Whatever la eh as long we didnt do anything wrong except spending quality time together . Im tired exhausted and my leg hurts alot alot , im gonna turn in early or maybe not . Shall see , tomolo got history damn it !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1703462854965787494?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1703462854965787494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1703462854965787494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-was-stronger-enough.html' title='My love was stronger enough .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-679644804245690872</id><published>2009-07-04T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:18:29.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne dah tue !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Annenonymous" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/Aku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Birthday Noreszuana !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my dearest Noreszuana . Udah empat belas ia anak itu , haha . Consfirm happy kan kan kan ? Hope you enjoy your 14th , may God bless you . Hope you and Fai long last (: Thanks for being there when I needed you the most , thanks for hearing me out when I didnt have anyone . Thank you for lending your shoulder for me to cry on . Im missing watching movies with you dearest ! So much to say yet I forgotten . Looser siak aku , hopefully we will meet up real soon ! Present will be bought and given once we meet up kaay ? I love you hunneyh and stay happy with the big smile on your face . ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;{/\]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since Ms Anne doesnt want me to create another post I shall squeeze the whole thing here . She wants to be famous for today only , she said her face looks pretty in my blog . Anne , Anne .&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo , im sorry for deleting the post . I think its just silly to post sucha lame post in my blog . So here it goes .. Yesterday went out with boyf for awhile , it wasnt much of a date nor an outing . Met him under my block and we went to some blocks to talk about what actually happened to me . It was boring talking about what actly happened , so I made him to stop thinking about it . We chao to Central since dearest wanted to buy his cheap bubble tea . While heading we talk and talk and talk . I kept on complaining how short I am compared to him and he will try to make me feel better . Somehow I love yesterday alot , after buying boyf's bubble tea we took a loong way route to get me home . But we decided to slack at this block which I did not know it exist , we kept on talking crap and boyf tried to twist my words . His bad in doing that :D , we took only two pictures tsk tsk . But I lovee those pictures , im not gonna expose the pictures here . I dont have the permission to do so , I was pretty much irritated by some people passing by us . Kept staring at us since it was Friday , as if we did something wrong like that -.- . So I decided to go home and boyf decided to head to the mosq , while walking my sister caught us together . Scary Mary sial , but I act as if me and boyf are just friends . Siaaak je Alisya . So somehow I felt like boyf confiscated my prepaid , I passed my prepaid to him and I felt so miserable without my prepaid . I make it sound like my handphone was confiscated or smth . So got home change . Waited for 2++ to get my ass out of home . apparently I reached school late . So expected , reached class 3/1 and everyone was crowding along the path way . I thought someone died or smth ._______. , so Brian saw me and he was like "Alisya come here check temperature" Went to him and gave him the look , went in the classroom and i was so touched cos Claria and Haziq reserved me a sit . HAHA ! Talk talk and it was time for the whole crap . The teachers kept changing the plan and I was so annoyed , the vip/vvip I took have been to our school before like what the hell ! Waste my time asking them "Was it hard to get here ? " Than guest of honour came , we were all like so happy cos we were going to finish our job soon . Than after everything we slack and camwhore and had our dinner . And we joke balblabla , you get the idea ? Okaaay , I want to edit pictures buh-bye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-679644804245690872?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/679644804245690872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/679644804245690872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/anne-dah-tue.html' title='Anne dah tue !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-333983373100163576</id><published>2009-07-01T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:09:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LULLAH ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fadlullah !" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/1_237540067l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy birthday to my dearest x boyf by the name goes of Fadlullah .&lt;br /&gt;Or is it Idafi or is it Fad or is it Afad ? Macam macam nickname la laki&lt;br /&gt;ni ader . Happy birthday boy boy , dah 13 hope you are doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;in Siglap . I miss you very much , especially those times when we fight .&lt;br /&gt;Lol , dgr dgr dah innocent . Bagos la tu , dah bertaubat . Alhamdulillah ,&lt;br /&gt;juts hope you get the girl you wanted all this while . The most gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;girl , the most sexy girl , the most kind girl , the most caring girl and ..&lt;br /&gt;Just hope you get a new girlfriend quick , aku tunggu ni . Lol , aku kawan&lt;br /&gt;baek kau or what ? Ingat jugak bday kau , kau ingat tak bday aku ? HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;Tsk Tsk , harap harap kau tk lupe aku (: Aku sayang kau Fadlullah , and oh oh&lt;br /&gt;take care ayte . Have the most fun 13th bday ever .&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-333983373100163576?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/333983373100163576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/333983373100163576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1515080670439482818</id><published>2009-06-29T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:50:16.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pape la eh nan kau ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Humpty Dumpty Had The Greatest Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes Humpty Dumpty indeed has the greatest fall . His an egg while im a human being . His dead im not , though im pretty much dissapointed in someone and im really hurt at what he go to say about my boyf and about our relationship . I dont understand why now his giving me bullshitzx , its like over the past few years knowing him and now he wants to give me all this shitzx ? Like common' uh , I don't share the same life as him . Personally dude , I thought you were different from your friends my ex . Guess you proved me wrong wrong wrong . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The day really sucked , obvs . I didnt want to attend school today , I have the feeling something will go wrong . Guess my prediction was all right , I was in pain the whole 2 period during Maths . My head was spinning , I was having a fever which kept on dropping and rising like no one's buisness . Didnt pay any attention during Maths , its hard getting used to a new environment when you spent your whole 1 month slacking at home and not revising on your works . Thats what happens to yours truly , super dramatic of me . He was talking to me about boyf's past , I was very annoyed . Like who isnt ? Common' la , if its about his ex why do I need to know ? Its his past lives , I wasnt part of it . If anything did happened to his relationship and boyf wants to share with me , he would have told me . I dunt know why are you telling me this , you gave me sarcastic questions though you try to act normal . Your words makes me feel like there's a twist in tale behind it , which i've yet to find out . I dont see why you are putting a bet with me . I dont know how long my relationship with him will last , so what yours is 11 months ? You guys dont communicate for that duration of time . Puhlease laa , if you tryna break me and Khairul up kirim salam suak . Cos you are messing with the wrong couple , I dunt care at all . I dunt wanna talk about today , ughh . &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/1115504133619961280-1515080670439482818?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1515080670439482818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1515080670439482818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/pape-la-eh-nan-kau.html' title='Pape la eh nan kau ,'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1016447940489199388</id><published>2009-06-26T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:30:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye M.J ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW YOU WONDER WHO YOU'LL BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Home &gt; Tampinese &gt; Simpang Bedok &gt; Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Im home , im tryna finish up my literature and art by tonight . Gonna kill my midnight oils only for today . Gonna wake up real early tomorrow to settle on my summary and goegraphy . Just hope no distractions for tonight , boyfriend is asleep so there wont be any distractions . Didnt attend homeworking section with boyfriend Nab and Sarah . I couldnt make it , had a family day out so I had to burn all my plans for today . Met boyfriend awhile under my block , I made a stupid excuse to go down . Well at least I get to eat my ice cream and chocolate which Andi almost finished it up -.- . Spent less than 5 minutes with boyfriend , was kinda upset . We planned to go out before having the homeworking section but thanks to mom i couldnt . The day when well though , transformers was just absolutely terrific ! I love bumble bee the most however you spell that name . Though its kinda sad when optamest died . Aww , I rate the show 8.5/10 . Went shopping after that , and off to simpang bedok for dinner . Im full , really full ^^\/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;Michael Jackson unfortunately died , was pretty sad about it . He was the king of pop star , he created the moon walk and whatever walk people used to do during the 80's . Though im not such a great fan of his but still , he brought wonderful music into people's lives . He created songs for the poor , he sended a message through his songs to safe the world and make it a better place . He donated money for the miss fortunate , he convert into a Muslim . He made a song which I believe really meant deep towards me , his songs has an impact about the world about everything . So what he did surgery ? He has a kind heart for those small kids who doesnt have any money to go to school , to buy new clothes and etc . His sudden death shock a million , from Madonna all the way to tourists who bought tickets for his come back concert for next month cried . Not believing his gone forever , no one expected anything would actually happen to him . Well God takes people's soul for a reason , to wake us up saying that we should be lucky we are still living in this world . God is giving us many chances , sooner or later it'll be our day to leave our loved ones . 50years of him living in this world shall be remembered by many people . Especially his fans , family , friends and the otehr artists . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-1016447940489199388?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1016447940489199388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1016447940489199388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-mj.html' title='Goodbye M.J ):'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6216383541992805459</id><published>2009-06-25T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:26:42.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;KILL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;paranoid&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; feeling sucha &lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; feeling &lt;strong&gt;hopeless&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;looser&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;failure&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; an &lt;strong&gt;ass&lt;/strong&gt; , im &lt;strong&gt;irritated by myself&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;killing the hell outta myself&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;killing my soul&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dunnoe whats up with me today . I feel so , ughh Idk . Not in sucha great mood , people are pointing fingers to me for pwning band , but I swear I did not ! I came right on time , but I had to go rehersals for ushering and I came late for practise . Not my fucking fault okay , ushering rehersal just suck to the core . Shouldnt had sign up for that dumb thing , waste my time . I would be having fun jamming with Aaron to the music man , but I was stuck near the parade square sitting watching the parade . He was there , duh how can I be so silly not knowing he wont turn up for ushering rehersals . Things started going upside down when he came to me and randomly talking to me, flashbacks started going on and on and on . He said I was arogant but im sorry , thats how I am when im ignoring people . Im tryna ignore you for god sake , dont you see it . Why you kept on coming to me ? I dunt deserve this uh kay , yes I used to like you , I confessed to you . I was hopping something in return , but no I didnt . I waited for you , but I gave up . I've moved on , I started a new life . Im attached , im in love yes in love . I have a boyfriend whom loves me , the person who I can rely on when I fall and broke down badly . The person who shows concern towards me , I thought .. Forget it , let bygones be bygones . Guess all this was my fault , my fault . Just leave me alone . I dunt want you to be in my life for the time being , when im ready I shall talk to you . Just so you know , I treated you like my bestfriend ):  &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/1115504133619961280-6216383541992805459?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6216383541992805459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6216383541992805459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2261870864849116301</id><published>2009-06-24T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:44:05.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One wish fulfilled ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;GO GREEN ! ^^ \/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Camwhore a little while I was waiting for my turn to use the computer . I miss my green house peeps , though they lost for this year's sports carnivcal quiet badly . Aww nevermind try again for sports day next year , confirm leyy menang nyer (: So boyfriend and me had some misunderstandings once again , haiss we so gotta stop this crap uh sayang . I cant wait for tomolo , gonna meet boyfriend . I miss him alot alot ! Tsk Alisya , so changed skin . Like finalleyh something plan and nice . I didnt do my homework today , hehe too busy with computer :D School's gonna re-open soon , why am I not surprise ? Gonna miss holidays alot alot , esp late night calls with boyfriend . Grr , gotta attend stupid 10th Anniversary rehersals on Friday . And its till 7p.m+ btw , I just had to volunteer huh . Should had joined the main band , shessh ! Oh well I think I shall end here , may god bless you people . Peacee outtaaa ~&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/1115504133619961280-2261870864849116301?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2261870864849116301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2261870864849116301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-wish-fulfilled-d.html' title='One wish fulfilled ;D'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2870189357018588213</id><published>2009-06-24T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:06:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loong for the sake of boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I will keep you safe and strong .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;23rd June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday had the most fun time with boyrfriend and Dhiya , though Dhiya wasnt the normal Dhiya . He was umm emo-ing at some point of times , boyfriend fetched me from home and we waited for Dhiya under my block . And off we go bussed to Whitesands , we were making a decission to eat first or sleep or do homework . So we decided to do our homework , I ended up not doing a thing except teaching boyfriend science and malay and giving answers . I slept and woke up every minute , im too sleepy to do homework . Talk to boyfriend , Dhiya was shouting since he was playing some game in boyfriend's phone . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;skipskipskip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After doing homework went to ransack(however you spell it) boyfriend's phone . Fought with him , blablabla . Than we went off to Mac D since boyfriend was hungry , I didnt ate anything . Dhiya was munching munching munching and they force me to eat the last fries . Planned to go central to buy my prepaid , boyfriend accompanied me Dhiya went home . Had a bonding time with boyfriend , I love that . We walk around and talked about this girl , was kinda afraid to loose him . Whatever Alisya -.- . Than we walk one round to get me home , since it was still early for me to get home . Last last home sweet home , bid goodbye to boyfriend . He was like pushing me to go home , geez :\ . Had a umm hug , but not hug hug just side to side , I dunt call that hug at all . But who cares , at least I got to spend my day with boyfriend other than spending time with myself over and over again . I love myself too much eversince being single for almost a year and a half . Had an enjoyable day yesterday . But im missing him already , see what relationships can do to couples . Tsk tsk tsk , had a misunderstood with boyfriend last night . Had only 3 minute talk with him since he was umm busy -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;24th June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO BAND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! *shouts out loud . They decided to cancel it , will resume tomolo . Finally I had a proper sleep , all my tiredness and sleepiness are gone gone ! Woke up late bathed late had breakfast late having lunch late . Supposingly I should be picking myself up and head to the library for a homeworking section with Sarah and Christine but it was canceled . &lt;strong&gt;Expected&lt;/strong&gt; , so im stuck at home and gonna finish all homeworks by today today ! Most probably im going to KL tomorrow for a short holiday . But its not official just yet , dad has to rent a car and according to momma we might not go for a holiday just wonder around since the renting for a car is quiet exx . So hopefully my family and I will go KL despite the swine flu going around . Geez :\ , I want it to stop I repeat &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; ! For a moment I though im gonna dump this post into my drafts but I shall make my blog alive again . Didnt have anything to talk about seriously , im gonna watch Transformers with family on Saturday ! Wohoo yipee ! Im very excited , since it was umm pretty long since my family watch a movie together . I have to wait till the clock strikes 4p.m , thats when boyf is gonna be back from NP . He will be flat by than , oh yes oh yes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Syafiqah Mahirah Happy 15th Monthsarry together . I love you oh so much baby . Meet up soon ^^ We need to date ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2870189357018588213?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2870189357018588213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2870189357018588213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/loong-for-sake-of-boredom.html' title='Loong for the sake of boredom'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4489631053855305725</id><published>2009-06-22T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:01:03.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want him now D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; they cut me like a knife .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Band ended early today maybe due to we didnt have anything to do so band mager gave the instructions . Sayyid apparently came to band again and he kept on saying "im sad y'know , all you efforts doing drills and you've forgotten.. " He kept saying that every practise , sighs . Im finish with Maths homework im only left to ask boyfriend to help me on some tomorrow . Talking about him , he was umm early to send me to school . As always I was late , he kept on saying " Kate kul 1.30.. " I kept saying " Only 5 minutes late what ! Sorry la , " Used his phone to text Nakiah , check check Nakiah ppd low also . So we both are saving up to buy ppd , boyfriend left me after sending me off to idk where . And oh did I mention there was this Malay Teacher from our school saw us together , :O . Haha , currently waiting for him to go and call me . He told me at night , now is night night already . Anytime soon I wanna go sleep , im so exhausted . I wanna go sleep , kaay its so early . Im gonna go and read my book , nights (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4489631053855305725?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4489631053855305725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4489631053855305725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-him-now-d.html' title='I want him now D:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Pictures Are All Up , Will Upload the leftovers in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Facebook . Im off , you can grab and save it . Do credit me eyh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Much Appreciated , will update more soon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for cheering me up and standing up for me yesterday , i (L) you people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-654645637755940647?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/654645637755940647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/654645637755940647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/mc-spicy-mc-spicy.html' title='Mc Spicy Mc Spicy !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5879486785046940458</id><published>2009-06-14T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:46:42.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you girl D;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This will be loong and crapish and yeah . (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/A&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/A&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0653.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0655-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0646-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I thought that it isnt good bye "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Above are the pictures for yesterday . Everything said it all , its the last of everything . Perhaps its not the end of my friendship with dearest Syaza Syazwani . But it certainly the last time I get to see her . Thru thick and thin we made it through to almost 5years of friendship and im certain now nothing can stop our friendship . For me the equator is just an imaginary line tryna divide two different world from meeting up and to end my friendship with her . I dunt care if I need to take risk in oder to see her . She's my bestfriend and forever she will be . Went to town before heading to the airport to find syaza a gift . We took almost an hour in the mall . Finalleyh Syaz made up her mind on what to buy for Syaza . We bought both snacks and off we went back to the Mrt station to catch the MRT . While going there those mats was tryna make a fool outta themselves . They were tryna hit on us , like ohmygod lah kalau muke lawa tkpe jugak sak -.- . What do I expect ? Town mahs , of cos there will be so many mats . Its like their 'place' besides esplanade and other places . While heading to the MRT we bumped into Araya , out of so many places town like seriously ? So she was asking what date it was , and Sherene wont be coming and she said Sherene wont be coming cos I fought with her . Like wth ? Pasal ako gado nan dia pon leyy jadi masalah tk ley dtg turon tgk Syaza -.- ? Immatures , hugged her and off we went . We were like a chicken tryna get away from the crowd . At last we boarded the train . Waited for the Tanah Merah train to come , its like taking forever to get there . Syaza kept on msging worrying we wont make it in time all that . She has to chill a bit . And thank god we reach T1 already , we were going up and down tryna find syaza . Called Khairin and he passed to Syaza and finally we got ourselves in one piece to her . It was the last for everything , the last laughters , the last time we will goof around , the last time we will bitch about people and also the last time im gonna see her being so happy with me and the rest . Camwhored a little , and she had to go in around 8.45p.m We bid our last goodbyes to her, tell her to take good care of herself and not to forget us . Qistina was crying badly when she came to me , its gonna be the last im gonna see her irritate me . I told her to take good care of herself and the family , I told her to study hard and not forget about me . All she could do was knod and hugg me so tightly , Syaz and me was speechless when we hugged Syaza . The only word kept coming out was ' takce care kay ? ' ' I love you' 'dont forget us' 'msg me when you come back' and everything was just the sound of our cryings . Syaza's grandparents broke down quiet badly too , I pity her grandpa . He cried so badly , Aisyah shouted saying to take care and all while Khairin &amp;amp; Haizal prepared to wave the last goodbye to her . Khairin was holding back his tears , his eyes was watery and the same goes to Haizal . Aisyah was just cool , she didnt cry a tear at all . Syaza's small brother was yelling and crying not that he was left behind but I guess he was wondering why the hell his leaving and why is everybody crying . After they had went in , me and syaz decided to go popeyes to buy our dinner . Obvs I was let for home , I reached home at 10.30p.m and dad gave me the "What take you so long to get home huh ! " look . But I acted as if I didnt see that , and thanks to syaz's parents for sending me home (: Got home and I ate ate ate ate and watched tevee and I slept late . &amp;amp; Not Many Turn Up Yesterday, Syaza Was Somewhat Upset D; . Im missing her already . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/Syaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/PIC_0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To my dearest baby Syaza Syazwani Bte Rosli . I swear im missing you already , gosh see how fast time flies when me and you are having a total of fun and when we meet . Where do I even start ? Guess from the past huh ? Remember when we were P2 ? The first day of school , you approached me in the hall and introduced youself to me and you asked me if I wanted to partner you . I said yes and we talk as if we knew each other already , we shared so many things in common . When we came to class , Mrs Ong made us sit together . Its like she knows we are gonna be bestfriends . We kept on talking about this and that . We took out our address book and we exchange home numbers . We will tell each other secretes and well we actually kept it . I dunt remember we fought about anything when we were in P2 . P3 we were in the same class again , we sat together in class again and you had to stand infront of me for our two rows . Our friendship drifted apart when we were P4 cos' you went to 4.3 and I remained in 4.4 . But our bond and friendship grew tighter when we were P5 . We started to quarrel alot and we started to blame each other for this and that . We will always call and text each other whenever we had problems . And I will tell you things that you shouldnt and should do . We will always go central and buy strawberry snow shake and fries and sit at 427 and wait for our CCA to start . I miss that alot babe , and in P6 we get more caught up in things . We get caught for loitering , we get caught for doing shits outside school , we get scolding for being so noisy during assembly , we will fight almost over everything and we will send each otehr long and nasty messages and oh we will go counselling with the other girls when we had fights and about your family problems . We were there for you all the time , and remember the most huge fight we got ourselves into . The whole girlfriends was split into two groups and we will go against each other , you were backing up for Sherene Dyee &amp;amp; Anaqah while i back up for Afiqah and Yaya . We fought really badly , we had to go counselling for that till Dyee's sister called me up . But luckily we stopped fighting after all the counselling going on . Remember all of us ditched Science Star cos' we didnt wanna go ? And we got caught for that , all of us were there for each other but you had to screw things up and tell the truth . We forgive you , your mom called me up and scolded me for teaching you the bad stuff . Sorreyh babe ); , and at one point of time when we ditched the science star all of the girls hated me ? And I had to go to Amin and the other guys to hang out with ? That was insane aye , and you were there for me when I broke down and cried when I broke up with every single guy . You back me up when someone wanna try to pick a fight with me . Remember when we and the girls pick a fight with the tree school ? That was so fun and they called for back up and some dudes came and try to fight back . &lt;em&gt;Abeyh tak berani sak , setakat stare kat kite je . Cam paham je la matrep tu , &lt;/em&gt;those were the times . We will call each other almost everyday and talk and bitch about people , I miss that alot . And when the posting results was out , we hugged each other and jump cos we got into the same school . I was so glad that I wasnt the only person get into KFC school . &amp;amp; now secondary , well we had a smooth start when we first came in PRCS . But when March passed by , our friendship was dirfted apart thanks to me . Im sorry if I left you behind with the guys while I enjoyed myself with Ct , Amirah , Sarah and all the girls . Im truly sorry , but I had reasons why I did that and you know why . Our friendship went back on track during May . I was so glad we were friends again , but now we are dirfted apart again . Whats this ? Is fate tryna bring us down down down ? Hope not , aww girl I have so many to say but all of this are just meant for you . I miss you , I love you and take care of yourself okay ? Enjoy your stay at Aussie , i love you anarq ROSLI ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/childhood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/Girlfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Almost 5 years of friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;amp; Still counting (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5879486785046940458?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5879486785046940458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5879486785046940458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-you-girl-d.html' title='I miss you girl D;'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7094895675509350826</id><published>2009-06-12T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:40:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate has it dark side {EDITED]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hannah%20montana%20the%20movie" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hannah Montana The Movie Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i671.photobucket.com/albums/vv74/azs_msu/2hannahmontanathemovie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TOD.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd254/lisyaali/TOD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly fly away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched Hannah Montana The Movie with Anne and Ezwan her friend . Dorang due kecoh satu macam sak kat dalam wayang . The show was really meaningful in a way , and oh my god the guy was oh so hot ! Shed a few tears at some parts , kinda touching and sad aye ? I like the song butterfly fly away , such a meaningful song . Shall dedicate the song to moii dad during Father's Day or smth . But his not a single dad , choi choi . Rascal Flatts was in it , its like so unexpecting at all . Taylor Swift was super gorgeous , everyone was like "Taylor Swift ?" and Tyra Banks was funneyh in a way . While waiting for the movie to start , saw this trailer Thread of Destiny . Sad show , I wanna catch it with Khairul . I hope he says yes or I'll make him say it . *Big fat smiley face . The show is coming up on the 25 June , will draag Khairul idc ! Fate has its dark side huh ? Gosh surprisingly im into Japanese shows all of a sudden ;D . Oh well , yesterday was a great day . Wasnt all bubbly haha or else I might end up getting a shussh from Anne . I shall end here , I need to settle Syaza's stuff before I forget . Byee . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; Khai come back quick kay ,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you vereyh much . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-7094895675509350826?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7094895675509350826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7094895675509350826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/fate-has-it-dark-sight.html' title='Fate has it dark side {EDITED]'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6299074931505966524</id><published>2009-06-11T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:09:36.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im broke gahhs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SjB-PnFFDhI/AAAAAAAAB7o/evA_DfkQnsA/s1600-h/PIC_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345911564342201874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SjB-PnFFDhI/AAAAAAAAB7o/evA_DfkQnsA/s320/PIC_0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; are the best damn thing in moi life "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im sleepy , thanks to Khai for waking me up so early in th morning . Yesterday was th best day ever , its going to be the last time we're going to hang out with syaza and her crib . See how time flies so fast . Played bowling yesterday , we kept changing plans . Wanted to watch movie but syaza had to get her ass home by 2p.m . Played bowling , kecoh satu macam sakk kite semua . Noddy dropped her bowling ball and everyone laughed our ass out . Cute la cute la , apparently I lost buy a few marks . I had to belanja all 4 of em' but since they were my girlfriends they told me not to . Awwww , after bowling we went to eat our lunch . Bought take away MacD , and we went to lepak at the 5th floor of E!HUB . Gerek oii , camwhore alot , saw Azlina &amp;amp; A'in there . Semua lawa pe ! We talked about how our girlfriends actually died and we were the remainders of the girlfriends . Bilabila girlfriends '08 la kans ? Syazirah played with my bob , this toy I got for buying happy meal . HAHA ! We were like th loudest among th other people there . We planned on where we wanna go since Syaza and Noddy need to go home earlier than us -.- . So checkcheck we planned to go Syaza's crib , Noddy cant follow she need go shopping . Tinggal kite 4 je lo , we bused to syaza's crib . 4 orang dah kecoh satu macam sak kat dalam bas , we talk like there wasnt any other days . Qistina laughed her hair off , literally . Got off th bus , and we played in the swimming pool . We kena caught by the security guard , cos we werent wearing th swimming costume -.- . After the security guard left , me syaz stripped well literaly , and played in the pool again . And we went out and we camwhore at the playground leaving Qistina playing her nitendo alone by the pool . &amp;amp; thats how we got all the gazillion pictures , some pictures are with Syaz Noddy &amp;amp; Syaza . I want the pictures ! Planning to go out again next week . Karaoke ! Saper mawu join ? Kat bedok ;D Dah la bye . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; Khai you are like my alarm clock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* Yawns . &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/1115504133619961280-6299074931505966524?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6299074931505966524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6299074931505966524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-broke-gahhs.html' title='Im broke gahhs'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SjB-PnFFDhI/AAAAAAAAB7o/evA_DfkQnsA/s72-c/PIC_0615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8950426210167755510</id><published>2009-06-10T21:48:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:35:21.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos' you cant buy happinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si_FZPtrYoI/AAAAAAAAB7I/lAm0ZAfZUIs/s1600-h/PIC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345708320217588354" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-9NooyaoI/AAAAAAAAB0I/z75v8rCf5po/s320/PIC_0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-9NXFsGPI/AAAAAAAAB0A/sde1OOYiZ3M/s1600-h/PIC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345699319945894130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-9NXFsGPI/AAAAAAAAB0A/sde1OOYiZ3M/s320/PIC_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lovee the sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-9Muals3I/AAAAAAAABzw/4_7gSM9V_Do/s1600-h/PIC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345699309027701618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-9Muals3I/AAAAAAAABzw/4_7gSM9V_Do/s320/PIC_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cos' Sarah was pushing him -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-8GKdwkrI/AAAAAAAABzo/eVuSe9ZYFuU/s1600-h/PIC_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345698096786477746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si-8GKdwkrI/AAAAAAAABzo/eVuSe9ZYFuU/s320/PIC_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My camera man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8950426210167755510?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8950426210167755510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8950426210167755510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-you-cant-buy-happinese.html' title='Cos&apos; you cant buy happinese'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Si_FZPtrYoI/AAAAAAAAB7I/lAm0ZAfZUIs/s72-c/PIC_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-648547764118064588</id><published>2009-06-09T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:16:43.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by my husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#1:If you open this you take it.Rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#2:You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;#3:Tag ten people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Kissed someone on your friends list? -&gt; Yes , many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Been arrested? -&gt; Umm no , siao uh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Do you like someone? -&gt; Gotten over him already .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Held a snake? -&gt; I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Been suspended from school? -&gt; Nope . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Sang karaoke? -&gt; Uhuh ! Karaoke-ing is fun yaw .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do? -&gt; Duh , saper tk pernah sak .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Laughed until you started crying? -&gt; That will be Amirah not me ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Caught a snowflake on your tongue? -&gt; How I wish . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Kissed in the rain? -&gt; Hmm , I might consider it . But in this age , no .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Sang in the shower? -&gt; When I was small , yeahs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Sat on a roof top? -&gt; Soon Soon .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? -&gt; Nope. Dunt even dare , phobia !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Broken a bone? -&gt; Nope , but planning to break this guy's bone . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Shaved your head? -&gt; Nahh , you wanna try first ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Played a prank on someone? -&gt; UHUH ! Especially on Fad . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Shot a gun? -&gt; Water Gun yes , real gun sadly no .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q: Donated Blood? -&gt; Nahh , maybe when im more older I will ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. You hung out with? -&gt; Ain Khairul Sarah ; Yesterday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. You texted? -&gt; Khairul &amp;amp; Sarah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. You were in a car with? -&gt; Abg Faris , Abg Ayie &amp;amp; Huda .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Went to the movies with? -&gt; Anne (Fast &amp;amp; Furious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Person you went to shop with? -&gt; My family ? But today Im gonna shop with Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. You talked on the phone? -&gt; Sarah Velcott , we can talk crap you see .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Made you laugh? -&gt; Khairul Irfan ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Sun or moon? -&gt; Moon moon moon !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Winter or Fall? -&gt; Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Left or Right? -&gt; I will go with Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Sunny or rainy? -&gt; Rainy , maybe I might end up playing puddles with Sab &amp;amp; Farah like last year . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Where do you live? -&gt; Pasir Ris lerrhss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Club or pub? -&gt; Club was so 80s manzx , pub maybe ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Are there 1 or 2 people who you can always trust and rely on? -&gt; More than that . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.Do you want to get married? -&gt; Im already married to Syafiqah Mahirah . I cannot be timer sakk . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? -&gt; Twirl ;D Feeling feeling jadi org Italy uh tu . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. What time is it? -&gt; 1.59p.m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Are you afraid of commitment? -&gt; Uhuh uhuh , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. What is your greatest hope/wish? -&gt; Like what Syafiqah typed in her blog . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Do you cook? -&gt; Uhuh , well if there's HE . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Current mood? -&gt; Bored &amp;amp; Sleepy ZzzzZzz&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Kissed someone? -&gt; Uhuh ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Sang? -&gt; Everyday to let out my anger ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Listened to music? -&gt; Listening to white horse - taylor swift &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Danced Crazy? -&gt; Yeahs ! My everyday routine babe . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Cried? -&gt; Last 2 days ago ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Liked someone you can't? -&gt; Nahh , I prefer to go over the rules .&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.Who was your first date? -&gt; As in a date date ? It will be Salman ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Who was your first roommate? -&gt; My sister ; Amira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time? -&gt; I don't drink , its against my Islamic law mind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. What was your first car? -&gt; It will be none &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. When did you go to your first funeral and viewing? -&gt; When my late grandpa died , when I was K2 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Who was your first grade teacher? -&gt; Mdm Nora or smth ? I cant remember uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? -&gt; I never ride on an aeroplane before D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time? -&gt; I dunt snuck out , maybe when im older I will .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Who was your first Best Friend? -&gt; Nashrull during my kindergarten time &amp;amp; his also my ex wow ! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Who is your best friend? -&gt; Many ! Mostly most of em' from my primary school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Where was your first sleepover? -&gt; Uncle's house .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? -&gt; Sarah or Christine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a Bridesmaid or groomsman -&gt; none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. What's the first thing you did when you got up this morning? -&gt; Watch the replacement in disneychannel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. First tattoo or piercing? -&gt; First piercing when I was still smal .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. First celebrity crush? -&gt; Taufik Batisah , do you consider him as a celebrity or a singer ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. First crush? -&gt; Do you have to know who ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;LUCKY 10:&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Velcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Christine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nabilah Jepon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Qaisarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Diyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Syazirah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Salina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dinie &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/1115504133619961280-648547764118064588?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/648547764118064588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/648547764118064588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-my-husband.html' title='Tagged by my husband'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4578473612031160859</id><published>2009-06-08T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:06:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos' I have my friend's love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;" You don't have to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;How's it going homies ? Yesterday went out like (fi-naa-lleeyhh) with Abg Faris &amp;amp; Huda to CCK stadium to watch soccer . BKFC vs SRFC , apparently Abg Ayie played very well . Maybe I might consider him to coach my girls huh ? Both homes gotten a goal each , BKFC hardcore fans was kinda dissapointed at first . Almost gaving up hopes , but the tigers did it . Scored &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; goal to advanced themselves . The game ended around 10p.m ++ , headed to the sitting area to wait for Abg Ayie . Waited while Abg Faris told us about how girls are weird and all , his and his theories -.- Guys .. his having relationship problem , well his having the long distance relationship (LDR) problem . Everyday they will fight sighs , finalleyh Abg Ayie came . We planned on where we wanna go for our &lt;em&gt;superb&lt;/em&gt; late dinner . Decided to go restu at Tampinese since it was 21hours . Ate there , till it was 11p.m++ . Talk laugh drive and wallah home sweet home . Got home at 12a.m , Huda and me was like a robbery breaking into the house . Daddy almost killed us , but luckily he didnt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;As for today , Sarah called me in the morning while I was having my sleep . She asked whether im coming for the video thingy , so I looked at the time and I said I was going to be late . I slept back after the call , mom woke me up when I shaked my leg as always . Got up , saw 3 messages . 1 from Sarah , 1 from Khairul and another from Starhub . Went to the living room and slack till 10.30 and I went to bath . Was vereyh late huh , change ate rush and I wasin school . SJAB was having their last day of camp &amp;amp; I thought it was just starting ;P . Slack in school since Ms Syafiqah wasnt in school , and we didnt do anything for the 10 anniversary video . I was making Khairul feel so irritated haha sorreyh small boy . We slack till it was 12.30 , me Khairul Ain &amp;amp; Sarah decided to go cupwalker . Khairul raced with the bus -.- , he uh haiyaa . Reach cupwalker and I belanja Khairul . Helped me alot , so thats in return :D Imma kinda person right Khai ? We kacau some people , haha Khenzer , Muzdo ! HAHA , mine Ain Khai and Sarah's code words . Oh well , I should go and photoshopping now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4578473612031160859?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4578473612031160859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4578473612031160859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-i-have-my-friends-love.html' title='Cos&apos; I have my friend&apos;s love .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1246011255911625568</id><published>2009-06-05T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:11:11.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding On .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;" Berserah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decided to ditch band today , I dunt have the mood to go there . After all I am super sleepy , thanks to Shamil for making me entertain his nonsence through out the night . *Yawns , made alot of new friends yesterday . Thanks to Spenson Poh , new friends are loved (L) . Nasrullah the nice and quiet one , Eva the busy one and Atiqah the hyper one . Haha sweet people , guess Siglap people aint that siao huh ? Met another new friend when my siglap people went offline , Shamil . Dunman guy Sec 2 , his single yaw . Anyone interested ? Haha , his nice yet very irritating . In one day I felt it , gahhs . Msged him till I doze off , im suppose to msg him after school . Im pure lazy , woke up super early since I had the computer thingy . It was superb fun , Sarah me and Amira kept camwhore since that's the main purpose of it . Camwhore over 167++ photos , Ms Syafiqah was like giving us 0.0 this look . Ms Tan YL snap pictures of me khairul sarah amirah nab and farah . Had fun , too bad Christine wasnt there . Khairul and I camwhore together when Sarah and Amirah was busy taking pictures with Ms Tan . Khairul is a bad person to camwhore with , he destroys the picture literally . But most of the picture was so up yours , thanks to me ;D . Only a few came , oh whatever the class was still hyper as usual . Gahhs im bored , maybe I should go and msg Shamil before he goes sulking like last night . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1246011255911625568?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1246011255911625568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1246011255911625568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/holding-on.html' title='Holding On .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8303359430615758989</id><published>2009-06-04T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:26:07.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should have said no</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Customer : Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller) : Arh, harlow!&lt;br /&gt;Customer : Is this Ah Mah's catering?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller) : Arh.. yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Erm, my friend is having a big party and i'd like to order from your catering service.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller) : Oh, i see i see. Arh, you want what? What food and drinks you want arh?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Erm, what do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): Oh i got chicken lice, nasi lomak , chicken pollidge and many more. I also got American food like fish and chips, burgers and many more lah.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: (Confused) Ok, what about drinks? What do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): We have bandoong, teh talik.. We also have soft drinks like spplite, 100 plus, Sar-see n coke.&lt;br /&gt;Customer : I'm sorry, what? Cock?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): Yah cock. We got small one arh, medium one, and arh big also have.&lt;br /&gt;Customer : (shock and giggles in the background) Cock or coke auntie?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): Cock lah! Both same what! Can ask some more.&lt;br /&gt;Customer : Erm, ok auntie. I check with my friend first about this.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): Okok. And arh you dont worry horr. We send very fast one. My husband send one. Use arh motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;Customer : Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie (seller): Ah yah thank you thank you. Goodbye horr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This seriously brighten up my day , thanks to Spenson Poh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8303359430615758989?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8303359430615758989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8303359430615758989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/should-have-said-no.html' title='Should have said no'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5729456640753513105</id><published>2009-06-02T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:47:41.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im looking forward for it .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;" When My Heart Just Wants To Give In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Band wasnt as aweful as what I thought . Eventually , I got kick out from the main band with some of the juniors since we couldnt 'keep' up . How could we ? We hardly even finished our essential elements book . It was hard catching up with the rest , they were so good . No wonder they deserve silver for SYF . Unfortunately I was the only clarinate which was kick out , Zanette and Kai Lyn has officially joined the main band . Im so proud of them , now I have to start bringing home my clarinate to get in the main band so that I could play real songs . Not like one idiot playing the same song over and over again . Currently listening to Taufik Batisah's old songs and researching on Shakespeare's biography for literature . Shakespeare's backgrounds are really classic , how I wish I was born in the vintage world . Cool isn't it ? Ohkay I better get going on my research , tata :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5729456640753513105?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5729456640753513105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5729456640753513105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-looking-forward-for-it.html' title='Im looking forward for it .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5755919640226282872</id><published>2009-06-01T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:22:25.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What mom does the best ? Nagging -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;" Will she get tired ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im bored , or a better word MeendaaaaK ! Mom has been nagging on me since the time she got home , pretty much irritating . I didnt bother at all , as always . Im not in a good mood to talk to her these days , almost a week not being myself at home . Kept quiet like one gundu liddat , mom has been bugging me on homeworks . She told me to do my homework before I get so pack up till I forgotten to do it . Oh my god ! Can't a girl have some space for a week ? I know when im suppose to do my homework . I need a break from text books and homeworks , geez . I need to slack also , can't be studying and doing hoemworks 24/7 . No one has done their homeworks on the first week of holidays . Oh whatever , she wants me to do homework shall I do it then . Im tired , shall stop surfing the net for now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5755919640226282872?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5755919640226282872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5755919640226282872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-mom-does-best-nagging.html' title='What mom does the best ? Nagging -.-'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6173144206438710050</id><published>2009-06-01T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:39:52.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;less.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;IM BAAACCCKKK ! ^^ \/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who actually cares if im baack or not ? Sorry for not updating my blog right , have been really sleepy these days and I didnt had the time to blog . Gosh how time flies , its already June . Before you knew it we are sitting for our EOY already . Thats pretty much scary , so my results was not much a satisfication for me . Was expecting my Ca marks to pull my Geography marks but it didnt . At least I improved from my previous exam, got 5th in class . Was super reluctant ! Didnt expect to get that kind of position . Got 17th position for NA , pretty impress for someone dumb like me . Parents was satisfied with my hard work , im proud of myself . Guess burning the midnight oils pays everything off . Starting from tomorrow I wont be having a social life , im only having 15 days of holidays and another 15 days are spent &lt;strong&gt;in&lt;/strong&gt; school . How retarded can life be ? Well at least I wont rot at home like Ms Anne . Anyhoos , Syaza is leaving me for Austrailia soon . She's leaving her Girlfriends behind and of cos her new friends . Shocking how time can actually break our friendship bond apart , though at times we fight I still love her . Gonna miss her calls and how she irritates me in class . But I will pray for the very best for her , no tears on the day she's leaving . Today Mr.Leung called me in the morning asking me to go to school to return my clarinate baack . Since they were checking the insturments . Luckily home and school are super near , draag my ass to school . The secondary 2's were having lessons , pity them . Now im just waiting for 2p.m , im having tuttion unfortunately . But its okay , at least I do something then staring at the computer screen all day . Finally im done with my new skin , it almost took my day doing it . Im in love with my new skin , though its kinda screw somehow . Tomorrow having two events going on , and by the time I get home I wont be hyper -.- . Just hope time flies very fast tomorrow , there's band . Gahhss , idw to go ! Oh whatever , at least its sectionals . Me likey (: Alright I shall stop here , I need to clean the house before my mom finds out I didnt do anything at all . Chao , &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/1115504133619961280-6173144206438710050?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6173144206438710050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6173144206438710050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/06/script-man-who-cant-be-moved.html' title='The script - The Man Who Can&apos;t Be Moved'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6488969242892915320</id><published>2009-05-24T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:31:38.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris Allen - No boundaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;" There No Boundaries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Kris Allen ; No boundaries . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That song makes me cry , meaningful song . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wanna make a short shout out for my bestfriend , lets call him A okay ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dear A , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Im sorry for being very mean towards you boy . I didn't mean to , but how you showed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me your love made me misunderstood you and your love . I've been giving you the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shoulders eversince we step to a whole new world . You were actually there for me, supporting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;every decissions I made for the both of us and for me . You were actually respecting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you never hated me but I was the one who misunderstood everything . I called you a jerk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I called you the worst ex-boyf ever and I actually told you off when you were having you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;own problems . You wasted your 20bucks for a stupid t-shirt just for me, you showed your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;love in that t-shirt . I rejected you but you didnt crush and fall , you were still there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when I needed a shoulder to cry on . You were there for me calling me everyday to check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on me if I was okay . You called me and you sang to me the sweetest song eventhough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you knew I was already somebody's girl . You told me you loved me over the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I smiled and I didnt had the guts to say I love you back . I regretted that, I scolded you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;because you werent there for me when we were in a relationship. You kept on ditching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me because of your friends, we broke more than three times but that never failed for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me to stop loving you. You sended me a message saying that you love me with all&lt;br /&gt;your heart . This was your msg that you given me : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_____ loves Alisya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_____ loves Alisya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_____ loves Alisya&lt;br /&gt;_____ loves Alisya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_____ loves Alisya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You kept going on till it was 20+ , I smiled to myself and I sended the same thing back .&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I told myself I wouldnt want to loose a guy like you , but I was wrong I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to loose you and I had to loose a friend too . We broke up cos you didnt show the love I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wanted over the months . But now if I just had kept my won opinion to myself I will still have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you, I will still get calls from you . I wouldnt have to fall and cry , A im so sorry . Im sorry for judging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you . And therefore I still love you , A you are still my bestfriend no matter what happens . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im sorry bloggers , I wont be blogging anytime soon . I just had it with all this in my life . I will just leave my blog die for awhile while I go and find meaningful things in life without me feeling all this shits .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1115504133619961280-6488969242892915320?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6488969242892915320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6488969242892915320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-allen-no-boundaries.html' title='Kris Allen - No boundaries'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1865055997815077821</id><published>2009-05-24T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:46:08.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important dates .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shj3ODdbHAI/AAAAAAAABxg/KHcOY2Es8EI/s1600-h/NODDY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339289179066670082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shj3ODdbHAI/AAAAAAAABxg/KHcOY2Es8EI/s320/NODDY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST TWIN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Yaya , Im so proud of you for being thirteen today . Im sorry I didnt&lt;br /&gt;get to spend time with you the other day . I will make up to you during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;aye ? Oh dear I got so many things to say here but I will state the obvious in here .&lt;br /&gt;I love you Baby and I always have . Thru thick &amp;amp; thin we made it till this far , 3 years&lt;br /&gt;of friendship and still counting . I miss you very much and of cos you know that , I feel&lt;br /&gt;like crying every time I reflect on the olden days . Oh god the fights the laughters the&lt;br /&gt;crying and the break up . I can't imagine how life could be not meeting you and the&lt;br /&gt;others . You were like my small sister and im your sister , I hope on your special day ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;you will be bless with goods and may you suceed in life . Oh girl how I wished we could&lt;br /&gt;hang out everyday like we used to ; till late evening . Just hope we will meet up again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;during the holidays ohkay ? I love you Nadia Natasha Bte Zaperi . &amp;amp; I deffinetely miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;you very much . Lots of love your evil twin Alisya (: . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shj5nqcrc1I/AAAAAAAABxo/p22mSCLkjIU/s1600-h/Just+remember+23rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339291818052514642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shj5nqcrc1I/AAAAAAAABxo/p22mSCLkjIU/s320/Just+remember+23rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 14 MONTH ANNIVERSARY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy 14 Month Anni Husband ! Oh my god we made it till 1 year 1 month .&lt;br /&gt;I miss you girl , where have you been missing to ? I realized something , I've&lt;br /&gt;been using the same old pictures of us . We need to camwhore when we&lt;br /&gt;meet up ohkay ? Im out of words to type , just wanna say I miss you badly and&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much hunneyh . Lovelovelovelovelovelovelove Syafiqah Mahirah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1865055997815077821?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1865055997815077821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1865055997815077821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/important-dates.html' title='Important dates .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shj3ODdbHAI/AAAAAAAABxg/KHcOY2Es8EI/s72-c/NODDY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7729774814350000532</id><published>2009-05-23T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:53:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other schools actually read my blog :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Why do you look so &lt;strong&gt;grumpy&lt;/strong&gt; when you come to school or duty ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;- irfan . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want the rain to fall , I need a cooling environment after suffering from headaches thanks to the weather . The sun's ray is killing me by the day , luckily im leaving near my school so that I wont be soak wet due to my sweats . Oh well im just shocked that loyang secondary girls actually read my blog apart from my ex loyang primary friends which is schooling in LYSS now . How cool huh ? I have to start putting up this quote in my about me section " &lt;strong&gt;My Blog My Say&lt;/strong&gt; " I so need to edit my about me . I got better things to do then telling my fellow readers how random people have been to me . Ohkay im just being mean to people these days , im just thinking about my own feelings and myself . Oh w-h-a-t-e-v-e-r-, I just love this week though it was a draag yesterday during school but I love recess the most and my morning duty . Ohkay Haizal and me had a bonding section for the last period yesterday , he came over to my place and we played stupid games . I won him in tic tac toe and I know one guitar brand which I've already forgotten . It was a funny bonding section , I kept writting a particular person name inmy foolscape and Haizal will ask me to stop it . Syaza had left school officially , I didnt even know till Haizal told me . He knows things before me ass tuls , she's leaving um ohkay imma bad friend I dunt even know when she is leaving . Is it June ? I dunt know a thing , no wonder im a bad friend . Tomorrow's anak Zaperi's birthday , awwwwwh she's all grown up . Finally thirteen , dunt worry girl I will bring you go shopping during the holidays aye ? And we will go and explore Singapore with the other girls . * winks ; I love my recess time , well mostly I spend it with Sarah and my secondary 1 band members but now there's many people coming to us during recess . Awwwh and my chipmunk partner joined us also , okay I love bullying him every morning duty we have and I love to disturb him . Imma bad junior aye :P Im going to end here , I dutn have exciting news to share anymore :S . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : Good Morning ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me : *silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : *Stares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me : Oh Good Morning ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : Why did you walk to school by the front gate ?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Cos the back gate sucks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : Haha , anyway why do you always look grumpy when&lt;br /&gt;you come for duty ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : What time did you sleep ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me : 10p.m , im just tired la *smiles , you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : I slept at 1a.m. , *evil laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me : And you are still fresh cool .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Irfan : *Kept on talking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do i always look grumpy when i come to school or duty ?&lt;br /&gt;Or is he insulting me , w-h-a-t-e-v-e-r :D Ohkay end here .&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/1115504133619961280-7729774814350000532?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7729774814350000532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7729774814350000532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/other-schools-actually-read-my-blog-o.html' title='Other schools actually read my blog :O'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4734665899506737719</id><published>2009-05-22T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:09:41.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Girlfriends .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJaOS29I/AAAAAAAABxY/fP28a-0G0P4/s1600-h/GF%27S+13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645884975635410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJaOS29I/AAAAAAAABxY/fP28a-0G0P4/s320/GF%27S+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bonding and love are still there D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJOP4D6I/AAAAAAAABxQ/9kQmLb5R3mY/s1600-h/GF%27S+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645881761042338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJOP4D6I/AAAAAAAABxQ/9kQmLb5R3mY/s320/GF%27S+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Forever Girlfriends'08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJMBXADI/AAAAAAAABxI/DfpVMz6K_xc/s1600-h/GF%27S+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645881163284530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJMBXADI/AAAAAAAABxI/DfpVMz6K_xc/s320/GF%27S+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Totally candid la eh , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat6K_DaNI/AAAAAAAABw4/s8VJ4Hgl648/s1600-h/GF%27S+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645623187138770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat6K_DaNI/AAAAAAAABw4/s8VJ4Hgl648/s320/GF%27S+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Im forever with the stupid pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat59jCM2I/AAAAAAAABww/dN_540g-u_0/s1600-h/GF%27S+08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645619579958114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat59jCM2I/AAAAAAAABww/dN_540g-u_0/s320/GF%27S+08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Catwoman , Wonderwoman , Superman , Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat5o9FrsI/AAAAAAAABwo/b-8wu4CVBms/s1600-h/GF%27S+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645614052093634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat5o9FrsI/AAAAAAAABwo/b-8wu4CVBms/s320/GF%27S+07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at Afiqah's shaggy boops , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat5UJ8yjI/AAAAAAAABwg/akLmjSIIY8c/s1600-h/GF%27S+06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338645608468892210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Shat5UJ8yjI/AAAAAAAABwg/akLmjSIIY8c/s320/GF%27S+06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They totured me , mean mean people .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatKC3SPsI/AAAAAAAABwY/rCmdqBhp3_s/s1600-h/GF%27S+05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644796373352130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatKC3SPsI/AAAAAAAABwY/rCmdqBhp3_s/s320/GF%27S+05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our favourite picture , I love them (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatKHC1jnI/AAAAAAAABwQ/UddeBjwjtUU/s1600-h/GF%27S+04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644797495545458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatKHC1jnI/AAAAAAAABwQ/UddeBjwjtUU/s320/GF%27S+04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Immitation of Anaqah , ohkay im just mean .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJ50YiKI/AAAAAAAABwI/H_jbqX8CG3U/s1600-h/GF%27S+03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644793945262242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJ50YiKI/AAAAAAAABwI/H_jbqX8CG3U/s320/GF%27S+03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awwwwh , beautiful people .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJxP6uSI/AAAAAAAABwA/ySgAzGPAQoc/s1600-h/GF%27S+02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644791644829986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJxP6uSI/AAAAAAAABwA/ySgAzGPAQoc/s320/GF%27S+02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Syaz's butt is like a slide . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJ3fRCvI/AAAAAAAABv4/yE7Dr3HEOJM/s1600-h/GF%27S+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644793319820018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShatJ3fRCvI/AAAAAAAABv4/yE7Dr3HEOJM/s320/GF%27S+01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our stupid pose , Vanakam !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIRLFRIENDS ' 08 Are Still Alive . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;210509 we met and the bonding and love for one another was still there . How much I wanted my day to be only with you guys but im sorry for the delay of time . I hope Nadia had a great time celebrating her advance birthday yesterday . I love you Noddy ! The stupid shits we did yesterday are just awesome , its been loong since we met up and did all this shits . Its always me and Nadia meeting each other and do stupid things together . Now all of us can do the craps together . You guys have no idea how much I miss you girls , our fights and our laughters . It was just awesome and I felt like one minah which I used to be last year .You guys havent changed a bit , you guys are still the sotong people I used to know for years . &amp;amp; im always the story teller , sometimes I wish the day wont end . Though others couldnt be bothered to make our girlfriends packs alive , you guys were the one who didnt let me down . We need to meet up pretty soon , Syaza's leaving in no time and we yet to discuss anything about our plans . Lastly I wanna say , I MISS AND LOVE YOU GIRLS VERY MUCH ! Though the pictures was very embarrasing when my seniors saw me doing silly things but I like it . I felt like the old me for once and I swear aku sumpah aku rindu korang tk bedek (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1115504133619961280-4734665899506737719?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4734665899506737719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4734665899506737719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/forever-girlfriends.html' title='Forever Girlfriends .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShauJaOS29I/AAAAAAAABxY/fP28a-0G0P4/s72-c/GF%27S+13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1705415710896365285</id><published>2009-05-22T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:27:06.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss him terribly .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShaQAqolbmI/AAAAAAAABvw/4vW3BreBaJM/s1600-h/NAB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338612749413215842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShaQAqolbmI/AAAAAAAABvw/4vW3BreBaJM/s320/NAB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NABILAH JEPON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy birthday boyf. stealer ! HAHA nvm I shall treat you well&lt;br /&gt;for only 5 days starting from next Monday . Thanks for being friends&lt;br /&gt;with this crazy girl for the past 5 months . Sumpah aku sayang kau tk bedek .&lt;br /&gt;I hope you love your bash and our water club in my toilet . You sure look like you&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed yourself . Hope on your birthday you will be blessed with goods and all the&lt;br /&gt;bad luck will go shoo away . You are so getting a present from me soon , I love you&lt;br /&gt;anak Jepon . HaiyaaaK , arigato . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-1705415710896365285?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1705415710896365285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1705415710896365285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-him-terribly.html' title='I miss him terribly .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShaQAqolbmI/AAAAAAAABvw/4vW3BreBaJM/s72-c/NAB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2718587106330896722</id><published>2009-05-20T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:14:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Fate .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAR FATE , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty puhlease dunt let me see 281 ; even in the next century ? His a mean mean mean person , I can't possibly throw a smile to him after what I heard from people . His a sucker oh yes he is , at first he was nice to me the next he ditched me as his friend . Fate , how much you love people to see their ex crush puhlease do it to some people but not me . I had enough of living my tough roller coaster complicated random life . For once dunt make my life too difficult ? Though I know life is difficult . I dont want to end up the old me , crying my heart out for a stupid boy who is just immature jerk which doesnt have a life of his own . Fate can you puhlease match make me faster ? I want to love only one guy and I want to throw my love for 281 awaaaaay ! Can you do that for me Fate ? I promise once you match make me with some random guy I promise to not be the old Alisya from LYPS breaking up with guys and get a replacement . I promise to last long with the guy and also have time management . I promise I promise , if you dunt want to match make me then make 281 go away . I hate him to ver core , ty . I love you fate , go on with your match make alright ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2718587106330896722?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2718587106330896722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2718587106330896722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-fate.html' title='Dear Fate .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4971261376708547830</id><published>2009-05-20T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:02:39.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He wants to touch me nono ! [/edited]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;INVESTITURE WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(though its kinda tiring :P )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Wasssuppzxx ! Investiture was the most head banging rocking event ever . I felt like an oscar winner walking down the red carpet for a moment . How cool being one of the counsellors can be ? Well Sarah actually ditched her duty during recess and as a good role model I didn't . Well im going to ditched it when im already season with the whole thingy . Though I am already , just hate it if im the freshmen D: . Anyways , my jaw hurts for smiling too much . Nakiah literally laughed at me and Sarah and I laughed at Sarah for dropping her badge in the middle of the ceremony waiting for the other Sec 1 to take their badges . I almost laughed , ohkay whatever . The walk in was my favouriteee , feeling feeling la . Me and Claira was counting 4 counts before entering and there was this ex counsellor couting for us also . Haha it was hilarios when we walked in , or maybe it was just me ? I smiled like a small kid and additional to it , I felt like peeing in the middle of the investiture . Me and Haziq were like one idiot talking non-stop and I kept hitting him since he wanted to go to the toilet . It was so cooooool ! I wanna do it again , cancancancancan ? I sound like a kid already . We did our pledge with feeling , especially Thiva and Sarah . The loudest among me and Monisha :O We did the singing of school song , Thiva sang the loudest . I tried singing like the choir but FAILED to do so hahaha ! Dr.Ong's speech was rather umm unexpecting cos' I thought its going to be a very loong one . But indeed it was just short . Our vise president did a surprise perfomance , they sang us a song entitled 'We will be you guide' 3 people wrote it , Brian playe dthe guitar and umm this girl which i frgt her name sang . It was rather sad and touching , Naim was funny . So yeah I had a fun day , eventhough I flunk my Geog badly . An E8 says it all , frug . I shall just list down the papers I gotten today . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Science : 64/100 ( YEAY ME ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geography : 44/? ( Needed 6 marks )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;English : 50/100 ( Bummer!&lt;/span&gt; ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4971261376708547830?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4971261376708547830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4971261376708547830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-wants-to-touch-me-nono.html' title='He wants to touch me nono ! [/edited]'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6201074055609999341</id><published>2009-05-19T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:51:25.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>281 just fuck off , go to her la !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rehersal Was&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cool&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though pretty much tiring :P&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exams Slip :O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maths Paper 1 : 20/40&lt;br /&gt;Maths Paper 2 : 28/50&lt;br /&gt;Total : 53.3 :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Art : 69 ( Unexpected )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Literature : 57.1 ( I hate this )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MT Paper 1 : 47/70&lt;br /&gt;MT Paper 2 : 40/60&lt;br /&gt;MT LC : 16/20&lt;br /&gt;Total : 68.6 ( SO BAD ! )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Home Econs : 37/80 ( GRRR ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Wassuppzxx people ? Today was the oh-so-fun-day . Its suppose to be kinda sad but I love today cos I got my results and I pass 4 subjects except for Home Ec I totally flunk in that . I think I was the lowest , can't be must think positive . Nabilah and me literally had a war about our marks since mine and hers are 1 mark or 3 marks different . Haizal will cut us off , I beat Nabilah in Maths . Wohoooo ! But Sarah beat me on everything except MT . She's like woah pro in Home Ec , she got 48 . I almost killed her in the Home Ec room , im just scared for Geog . I told my mom I will flunk in it eventhough I slept at 12 with my PPG . Keeping one another awake , gahhs just hope I will just pass . I can't wait for my English &amp;amp; Science test papers , I just can't wait . I dunt my mommy to meet Ms Tan , its a big nononono ! I dunt think I will get my adidas red gold watch D: Nevermind try harder next round Lisya . I shall , rehersals today was such a blur for me cos I didnt turn up yesterday , I was sick and having a high ferver . It was rather blur , I made new friends with my partner . She's insane like me , yeay us ! Me and Haziq fought about American Idol and we kept telling each other off . His funny and we end up fighting about who's the best in American Idol . Just to defend CT . Imma good friend , oh yes LISYAALI WALKS LIKE A ROBOT ! Oh yes I do , trust me the whole pack of Sec 1's walk like one . We were too scared + nervous and I was confused between Mr.Leong &amp;amp; Mr . Neyo , Sarah said it Neyo and Mr.Ng said Leong . Whatever la , just hope I wont flunk on my walking in and taking my badge . *crossfingers* / I skipped band and im happy about it , I think among the juniors me and Nadia were the ones who skipped alot . Oh whatever it was spring cleaning anyways , I can't be bothered to clean my instrument or what so ever . Rehers till it was all perfect , and Irfan walked so cute xia . Like one small kid walking in ; lost . HAHA HIS GOING TO KILL ME IF I TELL HIM TOMORROW :P Sorry IRFAN ! , at least I said CUTE . Im a mean junior eh ? HAHA , ohkay whatever my body is aching after a loong day of sitting straight and talking to sarah . What does my body got to do with talking to Sarah ? Weird -.0 . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-6201074055609999341?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6201074055609999341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6201074055609999341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/281-just-fuck-off-go-to-her-la.html' title='281 just fuck off , go to her la !'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2886042454008484032</id><published>2009-05-18T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:10:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag replies (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDdPi4fqyI/AAAAAAAABvg/UN3ZUyCicLc/s1600-h/Tevez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337008817565575970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDdPi4fqyI/AAAAAAAABvg/UN3ZUyCicLc/s320/Tevez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;ag &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;eplies . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate&lt;/strong&gt; : Uhuh , semua dah tuka&lt;br /&gt;la dgn aku skali . What to do&lt;br /&gt;dah besar mahhs -.- .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amelia&lt;/strong&gt; : Haha you are drop dead&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous la girl think positive .&lt;br /&gt;I lovee lovee you too biatch * .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nabilah Jepon&lt;/strong&gt; : Haha gua tak lawa&lt;br /&gt;la , you are blind you've always&lt;br /&gt;been . Jahat eh aku :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xena&lt;/strong&gt; : Hello chiobu ! I love you&lt;br /&gt;too . Haha ! How to tag never give&lt;br /&gt;me links :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥IVYY&lt;/strong&gt; : Hello girl , no pretty okay you more pretty .&lt;br /&gt;Haha thank you pretty lady (: Tct .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huixin&lt;/strong&gt; : HUIXIN ! MY ahlian gangster , haha . Will tag&lt;br /&gt;soon aye . I love you ahlian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maria&lt;/strong&gt; : Ohheeemmmgeeeee hello gorgeous ! Exams are over&lt;br /&gt;+ fine . How's yours . Ily maria (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(L),Jescinda&lt;/strong&gt; : Haha me chiobu ? You more chiobu ohkay ?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you too la girl D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne&lt;/strong&gt; : Haha keco benar ! Semua gambar very the slenge +&lt;br /&gt;unglam oii :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhining,&lt;/strong&gt; : ZHINING !!!!!!!!!! I lovee you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spenson&lt;/strong&gt; : Haha will do dude .  &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/1115504133619961280-2886042454008484032?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2886042454008484032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2886042454008484032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/tag-replies.html' title='Tag replies (:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDdPi4fqyI/AAAAAAAABvg/UN3ZUyCicLc/s72-c/Tevez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8321572963889555588</id><published>2009-05-18T11:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:56:47.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Bila 32 (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZ-x5jbfI/AAAAAAAABvY/Oyn9DqFkevw/s1600-h/Tevez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337005231003889138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZ-x5jbfI/AAAAAAAABvY/Oyn9DqFkevw/s320/Tevez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZ-325feI/AAAAAAAABvQ/9eNkkGzBuNo/s1600-h/TEVAS+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337005232603364834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZ-325feI/AAAAAAAABvQ/9eNkkGzBuNo/s320/TEVAS+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZoxKKkCI/AAAAAAAABvI/WHn8kuGjFEA/s1600-h/Smoky+..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004852848005154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZoxKKkCI/AAAAAAAABvI/WHn8kuGjFEA/s320/Smoky+..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZoxAzsEI/AAAAAAAABvA/5XcaoHoLT34/s1600-h/OMG+TEVAS+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004852808757314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZoxAzsEI/AAAAAAAABvA/5XcaoHoLT34/s320/OMG+TEVAS+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZPyDSlwI/AAAAAAAABu4/zQFmBkt5G_8/s1600-h/Manutd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004423590876930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZPyDSlwI/AAAAAAAABu4/zQFmBkt5G_8/s320/Manutd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZP1S1TLI/AAAAAAAABuw/uMKXW7_JTwA/s1600-h/i+so+agree+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004424461372594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZP1S1TLI/AAAAAAAABuw/uMKXW7_JTwA/s320/i+so+agree+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDYsNCIWMI/AAAAAAAABuo/UDnH2HtrAP8/s1600-h/Bloody+hell+cute+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003812358478018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDYsNCIWMI/AAAAAAAABuo/UDnH2HtrAP8/s320/Bloody+hell+cute+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDYYQbHKwI/AAAAAAAABug/QeIxzXPM3SU/s1600-h/3232!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337003469671181058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDYYQbHKwI/AAAAAAAABug/QeIxzXPM3SU/s320/3232!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;MANCHESTER WON AGAIN ! WOHOOO ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Though this was yesterday yesterday news but its okay , at least i post :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too many pictures of TEVEZ (: , bilabila nombor 32 ! Oh wait 32 is Haizal's register no , curse him for having that number D: . So manchester won on the Saturday , well it was 0-0 with Arsenal but still they won . Sorry Sarah Arsenal lost :P , watched only the first half at Obuk Esa's house . Abg Helmy was cursing Manutd since he was Arsenal fan . I gave that face to him , when Rooney almost scored I was talking to Abg Helmy and I was like " OMG ROONEY SCORED ?! " Abg Helmy replied " Apeerdaaah ~ Manchester punye fan pon tatau score ke tk " Watched the playback sadly he didnt score . All thanks to Abg Helmy for cursing Manchester . Nabilah Jepon and I was discussing about saturday's match on how Manchester could won in my facebook . From a small matter we made it into a big one . Tsktsktsk , gahhs I knew it that Manchester would win again :D Mulot masin , beat that . I think Liverpool fans will go flood my tagboard when they see picture of manchester :P Im so proud for them , most of the pictures i took from MSN.com and most of it Tevez is in it . He got that baby face , I loike ; ps , im looking at my sister's Manchester United Calender and I saw TEVEZ !! *SCREAMS . Ohkay I should put Tevez pictures in my phone . Enough about that , in 2 hours time im going to school D: How sad I wanna stay at home and watch FRIENDS season 2 . &amp;amp; its 4 hours somemore , haiyaaaaK ! Whatever it is I hope time flies very fast . Ohkay chao , im posting another post for tag replies . :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8321572963889555588?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8321572963889555588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8321572963889555588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/bila-bila-32.html' title='Bila Bila 32 (:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/ShDZ-x5jbfI/AAAAAAAABvY/Oyn9DqFkevw/s72-c/Tevez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-3548619502037068154</id><published>2009-05-17T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:10:25.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gmail no more hotmail .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I Wont be checking my hotmail anymore , but I will redirect myself there . Im in gmail now , send any emails through there . Ty eh (:&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/1115504133619961280-3548619502037068154?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3548619502037068154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3548619502037068154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/gmail-no-more-hotmail.html' title='Gmail no more hotmail .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2268903912733016335</id><published>2009-05-17T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:57:35.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i told you so - carrie underwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg_LpymXiWI/AAAAAAAABuY/1svEY0u5RdI/s1600-h/i+love+this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336708002275101026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg_LpymXiWI/AAAAAAAABuY/1svEY0u5RdI/s320/i+love+this.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somehow I dunt think&lt;br /&gt;that you even care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your old buds besides Fahd -.-&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wassuppzxx ! So I re-open my blog since I dunt like the feeling of closing it . Its kinda sucks , I found myself and im forgetting the past . I shared my problems to my sister , Huda and somehow she understands it . I finally recover from all this shitszx and I can't wait to get back to my new life . Well I wanna write something for sherene :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eyh girl whats wrong with you uh ? i dunt even think I know you anymore . You said that you will make time for everyone . New friends and old friends , but you arent showing any concerns to your old buds . All you ever cared about in your f-ucking life now are your new friends . Whenever I ask for a meet up you agve me excuses , 'Sorry bby i cant make it im veryveryvery busy sorry yea maybe friday ? ' You told me a gazillion times , you think that you are the only person busy ? What am I ? Im also busy ohkay , puhlease dunt think of yourself . You are being very selfish towards me and the rest of the GF'S . All you care about was Fahd Fahd Fahd Fahd Fahd and you new friends . Walandeyyy no time for us isit ? Poor thing no time management la you . You dunt even remember my bday , I was waiting for a message a call from you but I didnt get any . How much I hate birthdays I was expecting for you my bestfriend to call me up but noo I think you couldnt careless huh ? How much I missed your bday outing I made up for it . Thanks eh for not being there anymore . And im asking you a simple question whether are you free on the 24 May but you said you dunt know . I told you to tell me as soon as possible most probably you forgot all about it . Just now I asked you whether you free on thursday cos me syaz fee and dyee are meeting up on that day ot discuss about someone but you said this " Im sorry my friends made plans already ." And I replied " Ohkay , whatever -.-" And you add on this " Btw I dunt like Fee " So i decided to reply " Oh whatever la eh , not my problem anymore . All that I know is that me and Fee are in good terms already and gyeahs if you dutn want to come thats for f-ucking problem not mine . Just think about it aye , its for one of our GF'S sake . She even told me that she thinks that nobody is going to celebrate her bday with her besides me . "&lt;br /&gt;And you decided to turn offline , why scared uh im going to talk to you for a very loong period of time . Its just a wake up call huneyh , havent meet you yet and go talk to you . Doesnt mean im in PRCS im a good girl , i can be real nasty also la eh . Dunt think you are the only one in this world which have so much problems la eh . Pikir dulu uh xia , aku aper tkd problem uhhs ? Did you even bother to call me now ? DId you even bother to text me ? I know me myself forgotten about people , but hey nobody dare to contact me anymore except Nadia &amp;amp; Fee than why must I need to contact you people baack rite ? Pikir uh xia , jangan nk pergi hidop sorang ajer . Ingat kau aper ? President yang tk menjadi kat LYSS pe ? G jaaalaaaan dah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry about that looong type for Sherene . Just superB mad at these kinda people , think about new friends never thinkk about the old ones . The one she cares is Fahd &amp;amp; Farah pi dah ! Enough about her , MYE IS FINALLY OVER ! *screams . I wont be seeing myself facing the txt book till midnight anymore :D . Tomorrow no school but I have to go school for counsellor investiture borring much ? 2-6 like woah can die xia . Whatever , just hope sarah will come . Training today was canceled I was looking forward for it , hadn't been playing soccer for awhile now . Most probably will be postponed to umm im not sure :D . Met anak Zaperi on friday for breakfast with my girls . Awwwh I miss her so much , hadnt been talking to her for a very loong time . I love you twin , &amp;amp; Nakiah cant stop disturbing her ishish . I have no idea what to type about , im going to update when I want to :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-2268903912733016335?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2268903912733016335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2268903912733016335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-told-you-so-carrie-underwood.html' title='i told you so - carrie underwood'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg_LpymXiWI/AAAAAAAABuY/1svEY0u5RdI/s72-c/i+love+this.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5573612034503947813</id><published>2009-05-15T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:19:49.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 hours of computer :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg1cf7KWWbI/AAAAAAAABuQ/77KSuzUsnwA/s1600-h/fahd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336022837030705586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg1cf7KWWbI/AAAAAAAABuQ/77KSuzUsnwA/s320/fahd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh - Emmmm - Geeeeee - !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aaaappppyyyyyy Advaaannncceee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday FAHD BIN ABDUL RAHMAN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Advance 13th Bday Fahd !&lt;br /&gt;Dah big boy la dia , no more boyboy .&lt;br /&gt;I hope on your bday itself you will be blessed&lt;br /&gt;with goods and will be extremely happy . No present&lt;br /&gt;dude , im brroookkeee :P May you pass ol your perspective&lt;br /&gt;subjects with flying colours aye ? Find a girlfriend real quickly ,&lt;br /&gt;i would (L) to see you with a girl (: Till here , I miss you bestfriend .&lt;br /&gt;8 years of friendship &amp;amp; still counting .&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo - Lisyaali Duh !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5573612034503947813?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5573612034503947813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5573612034503947813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-hours-of-computer-d.html' title='5 hours of computer :D'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sg1cf7KWWbI/AAAAAAAABuQ/77KSuzUsnwA/s72-c/fahd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2580444072171467764</id><published>2009-05-12T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:03:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last goodbye .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LIFE ISN'T ABOUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;FINDING YOURSELF .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;LIFE IS ABOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;CREATING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;YOURSELF .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wassupzx people , somehow up there the quote is true . Life isnt about finding ourselves but creating ourselves to be a better person . I should have seen everything coming before I put my feelings into all this . I should had think before I do something , guess I never learn from my mistakes huh ? &lt;strong&gt;Life is all about moving forward and learn from your past mistakes and make sure you wont repeat it ever again .&lt;/strong&gt; But for me im not moving forward but &lt;em&gt;backwards&lt;/em&gt; for 2 months , I didnt &lt;em&gt;learn from my mistakes&lt;/em&gt; and I kept repeating it over and over and over again like a ferris wheel . My life is full of stupid mistakes I made , how I wish I could click rewind and just be friends with him and stay that way . But no I was too curious to know how love felt like . After experiencing it over 10 times now I know what love felt like , my love life has always been full of problems , cries , heart breaks , fights but after all for once love prove me wrong . Love gave me a chance to feel what my ex felt and see in me , they love me not because of my appearance but how I react around them and my atitude . Love showed me how guys treats the girl he loves , love shows me how guys can be a total ass and jerks at times when they see other pretty girls . Love is all about how you handle the bonding between you and your partner , love is all about how you show your love to one another . &amp;amp; love is all about &lt;strong&gt;trust&lt;/strong&gt; , thats the most important thing . I should move on from this craaps , I dunt need my past to be the present neither I need him to stay in my heart forever . All I have to do is to live my crazy life and start a new from all this . I will pray for him to have the special girl his been wanting for , all the best &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just so you know I will never forget &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how you showered me with you love .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;XOXO .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2580444072171467764?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2580444072171467764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2580444072171467764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-goodbye.html' title='The last goodbye .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5551904553869290287</id><published>2009-05-12T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:48:28.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need a new blog , or maybe I need to clean the mess in my blog . Gahhs .&lt;br /&gt;Science was easy , hopefully I pass so that my teacher wont meet my mom .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I really thought you were there with your friends in the library ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was looking forward but I held my hopes too high .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I should had just forgotten all about you , how we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;first me how we end up being in love .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I should had treat you only as my bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and my partner which drives me insane .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I should stop thinking of you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I should I should I should D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5551904553869290287?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5551904553869290287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5551904553869290287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-need-new-blog-or-maybe-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7806656840797696699</id><published>2009-05-11T20:15:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:16:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Found Me - The Fray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggiTl0lFuI/AAAAAAAABt4/yPTboV4ryUA/s1600-h/kentals+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551478585857762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggiTl0lFuI/AAAAAAAABt4/yPTboV4ryUA/s320/kentals+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was during my P6 years . Omgzx so kental :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggh7k-EHgI/AAAAAAAABtw/Qu0cFd05oPs/s1600-h/kentals+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551066040344066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggh7k-EHgI/AAAAAAAABtw/Qu0cFd05oPs/s320/kentals+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also P6 , omgzx very kental :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgghqCKwz8I/AAAAAAAABto/6RG8B4myG44/s1600-h/kentals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550764640587714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgghqCKwz8I/AAAAAAAABto/6RG8B4myG44/s320/kentals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st &amp;amp; 2nd picture was P5 , the rest was P6 .&lt;br /&gt;Another kentalans moments :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgghQBgHHCI/AAAAAAAABtg/TWEu0lHpzjU/s1600-h/llove+birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550317785095202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgghQBgHHCI/AAAAAAAABtg/TWEu0lHpzjU/s320/llove+birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My sister &amp;amp; her boyf . they were playing hand puppets ,&lt;br /&gt;the big picture was me during P5 . Gosh very kental xia .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgggpSKpCdI/AAAAAAAABtY/OW27jdQeJf8/s1600-h/uhuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334549652243548626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgggpSKpCdI/AAAAAAAABtY/OW27jdQeJf8/s320/uhuh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picture taken 2 days ago , I was oh so bored :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgggUIDB1QI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PBHcMkDAIcs/s1600-h/Super+Random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334549288750011650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgggUIDB1QI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PBHcMkDAIcs/s320/Super+Random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Huda and me , I was being very retard . Huda was&lt;br /&gt;going "You dunt take my picture ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfqJmPAYI/AAAAAAAABtI/6eoIuYYLt-U/s1600-h/HAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334548567611605378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfqJmPAYI/AAAAAAAABtI/6eoIuYYLt-U/s320/HAHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picture was taken 3 days ago , the second last picture&lt;br /&gt;is too retard xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfScnkWyI/AAAAAAAABtA/FEG4lMz0Q4k/s1600-h/The+rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334548160400612130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfScnkWyI/AAAAAAAABtA/FEG4lMz0Q4k/s320/The+rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was being very silly , was staring at my Jacob Black :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfGDbKJYI/AAAAAAAABs4/lFvbiybisbk/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547947479246210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggfGDbKJYI/AAAAAAAABs4/lFvbiybisbk/s320/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i just lovee my hair in the second last picture and the&lt;br /&gt;second picture . Awesome !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sgge0QODQaI/AAAAAAAABsw/EzWyzPdEYkA/s1600-h/thats+why+i+rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547641676284322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sgge0QODQaI/AAAAAAAABsw/EzWyzPdEYkA/s320/thats+why+i+rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picture taken yesterday and today , revising sci :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggez-ncCMI/AAAAAAAABso/Y_5VTLAf8wc/s1600-h/ROFL+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547636950927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggez-ncCMI/AAAAAAAABso/Y_5VTLAf8wc/s320/ROFL+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its so dope in the last picture .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggezh4eWwI/AAAAAAAABsg/yEhEC2l-75A/s1600-h/retard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547629237754626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggezh4eWwI/AAAAAAAABsg/yEhEC2l-75A/s320/retard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I was playing around with my butt and hair and scarf .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggezlIFktI/AAAAAAAABsY/am9Ow95D2lk/s1600-h/Redundant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334547630108545746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggezlIFktI/AAAAAAAABsY/am9Ow95D2lk/s320/Redundant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love my hair .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334546574645057954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggd2JN-2aI/AAAAAAAABsQ/0c8A9rQvXkU/s320/pout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna curl my hair cans ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334544246162983186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sggbum8mCRI/AAAAAAAABsI/q-acTNI39WY/s320/Masai+..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My face mcm ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Every story has an ending ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but in life every end is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;just a new beginning .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- copyrighted from photobucket .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First you left me a random comments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secondly you confessed to me you were going to be attached .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thirdly I started thinking more of you and my friends had to check on me in the middle of the night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fourthly I dreamt about you last night , it was wonderful .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fifthly I want my dream to be reality .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Let the pictures do the talking aye ? Im off mugging again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1115504133619961280-7806656840797696699?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7806656840797696699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7806656840797696699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-found-me-fray.html' title='You Found Me - The Fray'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SggiTl0lFuI/AAAAAAAABt4/yPTboV4ryUA/s72-c/kentals+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8431600390177650117</id><published>2009-05-11T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:07:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>falls apart - The veronicas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hero&lt;br /&gt;now we are not talkin bout becomin a super hero... but you were born to help others and put others infornt of your needs. you are caring and that is your biggest strength you will do really well in those field where you have to help others like social worker or doctor...options are many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got that for taking a facebook quiz for "what are you born to do" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Awesome , im off mugging on my Science . &amp;amp; Sorry Anne I can't mug with you , lovelove (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8431600390177650117?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8431600390177650117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8431600390177650117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/falls-apart-veronicas.html' title='falls apart - The veronicas'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1834143138216661006</id><published>2009-05-10T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:06:38.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memang Khilafku - mat melayu</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Look after my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've left with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Edward&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6 drawing blocks are gone cos' of my sketches , none of them are up to my limits of getting an A1 . I want to be and art student you see , just like Amira my sister . Eventhough its going to tough , im up for the challenge . At least I think so -.- , haish I was hopping for him to reply me back but I guess I was wrong , he sended me a comment to hurt my feelings and to make things worst . All he wanted was to make me feel very low and he just wanted more comments from me since it was ages I last given him one . Ughh boy why are you doing this to me ? I had it with all this , im prepared enough and matured enough to move on from my fairy land and start a new at least thats what I think so . My body are aching , i've been doing my sketches over and over and over again , im not impress with my buildings . It somehow suckks , I wont take no for an answer from myself to give up just yet . Today's tuttion was funneyh , we focus mainly on science . I forgotten everything , luckily I mug for 2 hours about science . Im going to mug later on my chapter 5,6 &amp;amp; 7 and tomorrow im going ot mug on chapters 2 &amp;amp; 4 . Im gonna have a looong night with my books , I love charlie &amp;amp; the chocolate factory . How I wish that factory actually exist in S'gapore , I can visit there everyday and eat all the chocolates I want . Ain't that fun ? Haha im craaaaaping :/ . Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang im going off and im only left with 5 more papers left and off I go slacking like one pig but band is starting soon , ughh irritating much . Okay buhbye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-1834143138216661006?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1834143138216661006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1834143138216661006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/memang-khilafku-mat-melayu.html' title='Memang Khilafku - mat melayu'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5186126179579067829</id><published>2009-05-10T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:22:17.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be - Avril Lavigne ]:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could Dream At All &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It would be of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And Im not ashamed of it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- Edward .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said - "Im going to be attached soon"&lt;br /&gt;I said- "Good for you then (: , once you&lt;br /&gt;have a girlfriend I wish for both&lt;br /&gt;of you to last long"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Somehow I just wish we were never lovers but just friends . It hurts seeing you go away , moving on while im stuck here all alone . ]:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wassuppzxx people ? Wohoo tomorrow no school , extra day to mug on my science and draw my Art sketch . Im closing down my blog soon , I need to find my real self and I need to start a new . I will try for the benefit of myself and others . Most probably I will delete my friendster and go on with Facebook . Or delete both , I really got to find myself . Sarah &amp;amp; Christine I need you guys ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5186126179579067829?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5186126179579067829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5186126179579067829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-will-be-avril-lavigne.html' title='I Will Be - Avril Lavigne ]:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7068396863236129095</id><published>2009-05-08T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:21:14.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it all falls apart - the veronicas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;6 years of friendship and still counting .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Martin Francis Luistro for being there for me whenever I need you , ily boy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This post is especially dedicated for you Martin ,&lt;br /&gt;hope you are reading this aye :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wassupzx Dude !&lt;br /&gt;I miss you very much , and of cos you know that . I wouldnt have waved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;at you a my school gate for no reason rite ? Im missing our craaps and our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nachos date after school and you would be my rubbish bin and finish it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for me . Gosh you've grown so fast and matured at least you are still there for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me whenever I need you . I dunt have to give you a call or a text you are already there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for me . We knew each other since we were primary 1 and look now , we are secondary 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;already . We grow superB fast rite ? But im more matured than you :P Haha joking la , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you are the greatest scandal I ever had . You and vicknesh really crack me up when we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sitting during assembly and Mrs Wong will go shhhh , and we will laugh and start talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;again . Oh god I miss those days and I cant recall me and you fight , we never fight cos we rock .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha lame xia , you always advice me and now you are advicing me and lecturing me all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;again . Last year F.A.M.S was alive and it died after PSLE cos we rarely meet and you were busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to met up cos you have to fly back to phillipinese and all . But its okay we meet more often this year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, okay thats a lie . We rarely meet now eventhough GVSS &amp;amp; PRCS are few miles away but still . I miss going home with you when me and Amine end up fighting . You were always there for me and the hugg you gave me on the last day of school is still fresh in my mind . We kept on promise each other this and that but end up we did not fullfill it aww nevermind this time we have to okay ? Remember you are going to go window shopping with me after MYE and we must hang out after school like how we used to last year . Now you have change to be like me ; lazy as ever . good job piggy ! Haha , enough said just so you know &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE AND MISS YOU EMO KID !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-7068396863236129095?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7068396863236129095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7068396863236129095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-it-all-falls-apart-veronicas.html' title='when it all falls apart - the veronicas'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-3884603540029799593</id><published>2009-05-08T11:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:39:09.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found Pictures :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzIOm-xMI/AAAAAAAABsA/d0HzVTQsYkQ/s1600-h/PIC_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333303337678718146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzIOm-xMI/AAAAAAAABsA/d0HzVTQsYkQ/s320/PIC_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We headed to bugis to shop , i miss you dyee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzH_gxVCI/AAAAAAAABr4/LaF4gScpbgY/s1600-h/PIC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333303333626139682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzH_gxVCI/AAAAAAAABr4/LaF4gScpbgY/s320/PIC_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Farah I miss you girl , u look prettier now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHvj2C0I/AAAAAAAABrw/38IcF5FRe14/s1600-h/PIC_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333303329344064322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHvj2C0I/AAAAAAAABrw/38IcF5FRe14/s320/PIC_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hot &amp;amp; horny bitch :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHYJmF6I/AAAAAAAABro/kOpdtFS0CFg/s1600-h/PIC_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333303323059951522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHYJmF6I/AAAAAAAABro/kOpdtFS0CFg/s320/PIC_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 2 days before school was over , my husband :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHEARKBI/AAAAAAAABrg/uE79GAMuD50/s1600-h/PIC_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333303317652121618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzHEARKBI/AAAAAAAABrg/uE79GAMuD50/s320/PIC_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adeq Ameirul I miss your horny shits D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwPdgUkTI/AAAAAAAABrY/M8sEFwc0mLE/s1600-h/PIC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333300163401519410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwPdgUkTI/AAAAAAAABrY/M8sEFwc0mLE/s320/PIC_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When F.A.M.S.V was alive . (Last day of school }:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwPIws5AI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Hfx78pnHkog/s1600-h/PIC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333300157833077762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwPIws5AI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Hfx78pnHkog/s320/PIC_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's still the best eventhough she smokes now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwOwkiwtI/AAAAAAAABrI/HZhNyQm4x2A/s1600-h/PIC_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333300151339631314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOwOwkiwtI/AAAAAAAABrI/HZhNyQm4x2A/s320/PIC_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paper aeroplane must go through in there&lt;br /&gt;I spot BIG FOOT ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMmFr_ZI/AAAAAAAABrA/QahNKa1QRqE/s1600-h/PIC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333299014654492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMmFr_ZI/AAAAAAAABrA/QahNKa1QRqE/s320/PIC_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember this 6.4 ? We played paper aeroplanes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMS1tk6I/AAAAAAAABq4/0xOFfSXmAVM/s1600-h/PIC_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333299009487213474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMS1tk6I/AAAAAAAABq4/0xOFfSXmAVM/s320/PIC_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LYPS , I love the view D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMLE3paI/AAAAAAAABqw/axrb5Reb2D4/s1600-h/PIC_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333299007403304354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvMLE3paI/AAAAAAAABqw/axrb5Reb2D4/s320/PIC_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afiqah ! I miss your craaps and our fights .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvL4mmzqI/AAAAAAAABqo/9wIRWnbvFcY/s1600-h/PIC_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333299002444533410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvL4mmzqI/AAAAAAAABqo/9wIRWnbvFcY/s320/PIC_0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My beloved darlings , my shopping buddies .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvLvBQEfI/AAAAAAAABqg/AsKGVr8O1eM/s1600-h/PIC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333298999871934962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOvLvBQEfI/AAAAAAAABqg/AsKGVr8O1eM/s320/PIC_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our big big big classroom , I miss our craps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxUVYbwI/AAAAAAAABqY/hU5UDhMkqM8/s1600-h/Hui+Xin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297446520385282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxUVYbwI/AAAAAAAABqY/hU5UDhMkqM8/s320/Hui+Xin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Xia Hui Xin , I miss you ahlian !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxF6F-ZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/Wn0mBKqJmcU/s1600-h/PIC_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297442647832978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxF6F-ZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/Wn0mBKqJmcU/s320/PIC_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Martin Luistro , I miss our lame jokes D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxNaaatI/AAAAAAAABqI/k_mkqiEfBOY/s1600-h/dyee+%26+yaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297444662438610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtxNaaatI/AAAAAAAABqI/k_mkqiEfBOY/s320/dyee+%26+yaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dyee &amp;amp; Yaya , I miss our laughters . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtwjRoaqI/AAAAAAAABqA/7GBA6n1cfm4/s1600-h/sherene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297433351318178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtwjRoaqI/AAAAAAAABqA/7GBA6n1cfm4/s320/sherene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kumaridivya Sherene , I miss getting into troubles with you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtwWVYbmI/AAAAAAAABp4/PT9CPMMVqyc/s1600-h/6.4+familia+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297429877386850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOtwWVYbmI/AAAAAAAABp4/PT9CPMMVqyc/s320/6.4+familia+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 6.4 Familia , I miss our classroom and our laughters D:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1115504133619961280-3884603540029799593?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3884603540029799593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3884603540029799593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost-found-pictures-p.html' title='Lost &amp; Found Pictures :P'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SgOzIOm-xMI/AAAAAAAABsA/d0HzVTQsYkQ/s72-c/PIC_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5678428302639581781</id><published>2009-05-07T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:46:15.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhuh I should .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SHOULD BE FREAKING OUT NOW .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yes I should and most probably shit on my pants tomorrow for 1 hour and 30 minute cos' tomorrow is Geog . God damn it its so fast ! I swear I will be wondering around looking for answers but yea that wont help . Thats why im going to mugg myself in the library later with my girls till I absorb everysingle details of Geography . Just hope I pass , or else I will die a horrible death . I realized soemthing , I've been posting alot eversince MYE is going to end soon , woah cool ! Oh yea Nabila is joining us too , I shall ask her to tutor me Science since I didnt absorb anything when she was teaching Ct :D I got a haircut , i trimmed my hair and somehow the person doesnt know what I meant by cutting it a little , though my hair is layered and somehow its cool , my back hair is loong while my sides are short . Me likey ! Haha , and my frindge is awesome . I shall put down my frindge while it can stop growing for now , anyho tomorrow im starting on my duty ,  Uh craaaap ! My partner is a Malay dude , hope to be friends with him . New friends is greeaaat ! I've only worn my tie for 2 days and now I feel so &lt;em&gt;leceh&lt;/em&gt; with it , its so disturbing but though I like it cos' Idontneed to wear the stupid bow tie thingy :D Okay I shall stop here , I wanna pee . HAHA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5678428302639581781?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5678428302639581781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5678428302639581781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/uhuh-i-should.html' title='Uhuh I should .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4065937994304190520</id><published>2009-05-06T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:56:25.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters is .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you when you say you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;{L}&lt;/span&gt; me .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yes I do Mr&lt;/em&gt; . Blogging for the second time , im somehow free after all tomorrow is MT and im only left doing some practise paper that Cikgu Marina gave us and read through my boring &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peribahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . Its going to be a looong revise , mommy isnt home yet . She is suppose to call me and ask me what food I want , im craaavvviiinnngggg for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;mee kwe teow&lt;/span&gt; . Yummy food , drooling is all I can whenever I think about food . Oh damn it !&lt;strong&gt; I {L}ove you still boy&lt;/strong&gt; , but I know you arent the same old guy I used to know back when we were &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;playing in the rain during our Primary 4 years .&lt;/span&gt; Gosh someone hit me in the head till I complete loose my memory , idw to remember the past or I just want to ? This is craaaaaaps I tell you , well I better stop talking about all this . Its rather draaaagy and idw people to go like "Just get over it bitch , so whaat you {L} him but he doesnt return the {L} back " Whaat to do , my heart just can't stop {L} him . Oh whatever Lisyaali . Im using my gay laptop again , its gay alright but I love my bg its so hot and smoky and woah I can go speechless talking about Taylor Lautner . Wohooo ! Well thats my hobby , staring at his cute body and face . Too bad his so called 'dating' selena gomez , I wanna kill her cans ? She seems to be stealing my boyfriends away , first was Nick Jonas and now Taylor Lautner next ? Im not sure , oh yea Manchester won to Arsenal . Sarah was so upset she texted me in the morning and I was going wohoo ! And awwww too bad Arsenal lost haha , its was kinda harsh fight the score was so far away . Well at least Arsenal scored 1 . &lt;em&gt;aku macam paham xia fanatic bola betol . &lt;/em&gt;Im so hungry eventhough I ate 6 prawns :D Yummy , I need food before I start on my revisions . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is dooms day for me , its geog . Craaaaaaaaaaaaap ! Well im craaping as usual . I shall end my piece here .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wonder , if im thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;are you thinking of me ? The last&lt;br /&gt;I heard you said you were still&lt;br /&gt;thinking about me . Is it true ?&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you terribly , but when&lt;br /&gt;we meet we will only gaze at each other's&lt;br /&gt;eyes and we wont say a word . I miss your&lt;br /&gt;calls fish ]: I need you terribly . Ughhhhhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4065937994304190520?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4065937994304190520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4065937994304190520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-matters-is.html' title='What really matters is .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4782997940868136046</id><published>2009-05-06T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:40:00.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the last game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even a thousand&lt;br /&gt;miles can keep us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(wish it was true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im terribly sorry bloggers if I cause you people trouble to get in here , I had to vent my anger alone and my blog is the only place I can do so . Life has been full of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bullshits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I can't wait to get out of it as soon as possible . I've been putting a fake smile all this while , I ain't saying this to attract attention though its true i've been putting a fake smile a fake face and a fake expression . I didn't want to come to school on Tuesday cos' I have to hear about him again . School these days had brighten my life a little , but I know if I stop crying every night I might overcome all of this stupid shits . Everyday my laughter packs ain't together , everyone is busy with their life but luckily I have my girlfriends with me . &lt;strong&gt;I love you girls&lt;/strong&gt; ! Today was Maths paper 1 and Literature , I swear I screwed on both papers . How much I revised I forgot the stupid formulas , ughh craap and Literature I think I deserve a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; . Oh whatever , I deserve all of this kinds of stupid stuff in my life , I can never be smart . Im too lazy to be one , even if I am a counsellour I will always be in a mess like how I was when I was in primary school . Talking about that , I got my tie already and somehow I hate it . Everybody goes 'wahseyy ALISYA THE COUNSELLOUR' and its very irritating if you were me , though Sarah kinda loves it and she turn into much more kinder person . Rofl , &amp;amp; KL can't believe I am one . What is it so hard to believe manzx ? I know im a bad junior but hello give some confidence in me cans ? My family seems to like it cos' im the first counsellour in the family , well im always first in everything &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;excluding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; studies . Since I am officially one , my parents expects me to A's my test and they wants me to study hard . &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How can I even do that when im having problems of my own&lt;/span&gt; , well I shall fullfill their wish . Im getting my Nike school bag on the July , when my mom is getting her pay and she told me to go find the bag . I shall draag sarah &amp;amp; christine with me once MYE is over . Today morning when I came to class since it was raining like there-wasn't-tomorrow Haizal was making me laugh and he said I look nice with my tie . Usually he will insult me whenever I talk about friendster with him , his weird I can see that :D After papers are over , me adn my girls went to underground 7-11 , we got lost in the middle of no where :P &amp;amp; we were singing while putting up our umbrellas , Nabilah was like idk you people . Rofl , it was funneyh . I cant wait for MYE to end , I wanna go shopping since my sister wanna give me extra money for being a counsellour . Lucky me , I shall end my piece here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I caught you starring at me ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;what was that about manzx ? I caught you starring at me&lt;br /&gt;twice . You were so down when I wasnt there with you , talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;to you like how we used to . You kept really quiet eventhough your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;bestfriend was sitting beside you , you kept your head down and when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;was talking to myself our eyes met and you looked at me and I shove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;from my head . Looking back to the screen , when I was writing down notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;I saw you looking for me , you kept looking at my direction . What was that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;dude ? Haish , you are making me feel really uneasy but I still treat you as my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;very own bestfriend eventhough you aren't :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-4782997940868136046?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4782997940868136046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4782997940868136046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-last-game.html' title='This is the last game'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-8772648632088808693</id><published>2009-05-04T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:46:08.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the restart button</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;REWIND&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;FREEZE&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wasssuuppppzxxx ! Just finished watchign HSM3 , I was bored . Somehow I could remember the memories I had when watching this with the whole P6 . It was a blast when my class was left behind , hoho our class rawks harder than any other classes . I miss being a kid , well who doesnt Alisya ? Oh yes I made a new friend , see im kind . Lols , its not other than Anne's M(L) , haha . Malas uh nk taruk heartshape , his friendly and hope to meet him soon . Anne we need to meet up after MYE okay ? Its time for movies (: Tomorrow im back to school , haish I need to go forward cos my MC is a letter . This sucks , just hope Ms Tan will accept it , *CROSS FINGERS . The only school which is still having lessons is Pasir Ris Crest , the bell hasn't ring yet . Booorrriinnng ! I have no idea how i can tolerate with such loong hours . Tomorrow there's geog remedial , ohoh none of my geog papers are done . HAHA , im playing lazy again . Okay I shall not swicth on the computer anymore , the real papers are starting &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt; and I need to be prepared . Byeee loveesss (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-8772648632088808693?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8772648632088808693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/8772648632088808693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/hit-restart-button.html' title='Hit the restart button'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-6534410483018524202</id><published>2009-05-02T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:03:07.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In pain , i need him (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My gum hurts oh-so-badly D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im not sure what I had eaten but my gum is in pain and I can't talk properly and whenever I want to swallow my saliva up it will hurts . Gahhs + im kinda sick , everyone is . Im just scared about the recent virus which is going on in the global world . 6 years ago was SARS and that was when I was primary 1 and I had to keep going in and out from the cca room cos' my temperature was too high and I tried to get away from it saying my temperate was normal but somehow I was pretty much dumb , they actually checked my thermometer . &amp;amp; now this , you people better stop eating pigs , thats what my daddy says . I can't blame anyone about teh swine flu , but its somehow out of hand . Watching the news really frightenes me alot , eventhough Singapore is perfectly safe from this we miht end up like how we were 6 years ago and about the haze too . Oh god , everday one country will be spread and many people will get infected and die . I cant imagine how Singaporeans life would be if we are all infected , shall pray for the best of the people around me . :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whaadduuppp homies&lt;/span&gt; ? Sorry for not updating anymore , im just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tired of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and tired after a week not sleeping right . I feel like deleting my fs , no point having one if I dun't really update and yeah when I thought thats the only place I can keep in touch with my &lt;em&gt;'GFS'&lt;/em&gt; , obvs I was drop dead wrong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Somehow I dunt think me and syaza deserve to have friends who doesn't want to meet us apart from Nadia . I gave 7 fucking messages to all the&lt;em&gt; 'GFS'&lt;/em&gt; it only came back with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . Thats only Nadia , if you guys aren't interested of me meeting you guys up for the sake of having our last bonding with syaza just forget it ! Might as well I enjoy my bonding with Nadia &amp;amp; Syaza only . If you guys dunt want to see syaza for the last time than just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okay ? Dunt bother to even keep contact with us anymore . There's no more GFS in this matter after all of us went our seperate ways . Thanks for the memories we had , none of it will I even treasure . -_______________-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{//}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently chatting with RABBIT and Nelson , awwh miss Nelson oh-so-much ! RABBIT well not so mcuh aye ? Haha , anyways went to Tampinese 1 just now . It felt like not tampinese but Vivo , its been loong since I went there ^^ . Daddy bought new shoes and oh he can't stop dragging us to every shop which sells running shoes . Somehow everything was expensive , so yeah daddy just left the shop . Mommy bought for me and Amira a new water bottle since mine was umm hard to open ? It was Nike mini bottle , haha lols I can't imagine how Ham &amp;amp; Haizal wanna drink it if its mini . Might as well I drink it for myself , ^^\\// , and oh oh oh Haizal can't show my Manchester bottle this __ anymore :D I just realized something , my dad likes Nike , every shirt he owns is um from nike and shorts . Like daughter like father (: Anyways Nelson &amp;amp; RABBIT im keeping your secretes , will zip my mouth BD . TIll here having a war with this stoopid people . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-6534410483018524202?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6534410483018524202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/6534410483018524202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-pain-i-need-him-l.html' title='In pain , i need him (L)'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4362162302731324680</id><published>2009-05-01T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:27:20.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>assholes .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;7 messages given , not&lt;br /&gt;even 1 bother to reply .&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/1115504133619961280-4362162302731324680?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4362162302731324680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4362162302731324680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/05/assholes.html' title='assholes .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-3586624270257015154</id><published>2009-04-27T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:51:12.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep swiming - Dory xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Tell Me Why Its So Hard To Forget ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Tell me Fad why?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im suppose to finish up my HE Courswork but I took this chance to use the computer since I have no idea what to start with my revision . Im having geography remedials like oohhh-emmm-geee-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let me just tell you I hate geography cos' A) Haizal doesn't want to teach me B) Haizal only tell me the facts that I should learn C) My tution teacher doesn't teach me goeg D) I was sick on the first lesson of geog E) I dun't pay attention . So yeahs , there's a big chance I might fail , so I have to start memorize the deifinations of every chapters as what Mr.Haizal taught me too . Talking about Haizal , Ms Tan totally embarrased us during EL period . As usual me and Haizal will always fight , talk craps , remembring the pass or we will just talk randomly . So Ms Tan thought we were flirting with each other , and she said it out loud and the class started doing their thing which was "WOOOOOOOOOOOOO" It was superB paiseyh xia , during PC Ms Tan caught us talking again and she asked me "Alisya are you flirting with Haizal" And Haizal got my back , like durh I wasn't . For what I wanna flirt with him ? His like my best bud manzx , I just somehow prefer talking to him about sencitive issues like my ex . Ugh his the only one whom understands me ever since Amin doesn't bother to contact me nor text me anymore D: . So much for siblings forever , I feel abandoned by my Primary School Buds , its like people contact me when they need my help . Guess what my mom said last year was true , "So much for you getting up early in the morning helping your friends bday party , so much for you getting scolding for getting home late . So much for you being there when your friends needed you the most . So much for you wasting your money for your friends who doesn't bother to contact you anymore . So much for your friends to call you everyday" Ugh somehow everything my mom told me was true , so much for the many sacrifices I made for my GF'S and my boyfriends when they weren't there for me in the future . Fcuk the past just fcuk it , I shall move on from all this . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;just wish you were here beside me listening to every problems im having now .&lt;br /&gt;just wish you were here hearing my heart beating .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;just wish you were here so that we could make up for the last time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;just wish everything won't fade away . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ugh i love you so much ):&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/1115504133619961280-3586624270257015154?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3586624270257015154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/3586624270257015154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-keep-swiming-dory-xd.html' title='Just keep swiming - Dory xD'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-9057487716761865930</id><published>2009-04-26T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:42:12.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love him cans ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfRkQ9N6oVI/AAAAAAAABpw/C40L-PeKF44/s1600-h/obsessive+much.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328994501559755090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfRkQ9N6oVI/AAAAAAAABpw/C40L-PeKF44/s320/obsessive+much.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im too obsess with Taylor Lautner , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I even bothered to edit those pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when im suppose to sleep soundly like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a pig. Okay toodles , till here I will b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;inactive till MYE is over . Or I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;post randomly whenever im free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on Friday or weekends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye people ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;xoxo LISYAALI (L) Taylor Lautner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-9057487716761865930?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/9057487716761865930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/9057487716761865930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-him-cans.html' title='I love him cans ?'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfRkQ9N6oVI/AAAAAAAABpw/C40L-PeKF44/s72-c/obsessive+much.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1995468048428635947</id><published>2009-04-25T11:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:59:10.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated 1 year to us &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfJ_NvhQrQI/AAAAAAAABpo/ClKggNshDJw/s1600-h/Just+remember+23rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328461183203716354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfJ_NvhQrQI/AAAAAAAABpo/ClKggNshDJw/s320/Just+remember+23rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; = An addictive alcohol to Alisya :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wassuppzxx , before i elaborate on anything , here's a little something for my husband Syafiqah Mahirah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey gorgeous ! Thanks for the call you gave me on the 230409 , its our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 year&lt;/span&gt; together baby ! How much i miss you , i miss getting bullied by you and i certainly miss you having my back whenever i have such problems . You were there when I needed you , you were there when I had such problems with my ex and you girl were everywhere keeping a look out for your dearly wife . How can i not forget the days we spent together fighting over dumb stuff , we sound real gay did we when we get into fights . Awwh I really miss you indeed , see how far we went till 2009 we are together unoffcicial husband and wife . The bonding is still there between us , eventhough we barely meet i know in my heart i love you babe . Remember we made a promised not to divorce and we wanted to beat nadia's and bennett's relationship , well we actually made it . Haha of cos' we did cos yaya and bennett broke up . If not we will still b struggling to win , i soooo miss you syafiqah (: . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo - Lisyaali .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So indeed its mine and syaf 1 year anni together , i don't need a boyfriend i just need syafiqah with me all this while . We ain't lesbo okay people ? Things are kinda complicated right now but Christine managed to make me thing back to reality . How badly I miss him I know I have to keep on moving forward , thats the best way i need to do . Eventhough how badly I want him to be mine again I know I deserve someone much much much more better than a person whom broke my heart almost thrice and rejected me twice and return me back the love four times . This is so complicated when you were in my shoes , he didnt even tell me he changed his bloody number . I had to found out from some people which failed to tell me your number . Is it so hard for you just to send a simple message to me regarding the change of your number dearly boy ? It only cost $0.05 mind you . Oh whatever I know you want to get rid every painful memories you had with me , thats alright I understand . Im doing the same here , but though how much I wanna tell you that I &lt;em&gt;missed&lt;/em&gt; you and I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; you still .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Those up there are craps except for the fact that I wrote a little something for my dearly Syafiqah , you are popular manzx girl . Haha anyways these days was cool hyper and what-so-ever , I made Haizal mad yesterday when me and Ateekat was lepak-ing at 427 watcing em' playing soccer . We kept on saying syaza to him , I guess I elaborated too much . Gahhs im so sorry santa , I gave you a message yesterday and I so mean it . Yesterday was a total retard , there wasn't band and it was boring . The day was kinda glum for me , had unpredictable mood swings everyday , but somehow i just remain silent through out the day except after recess and when I was doing my duty . Had music and surprisingly Thiva made his twin brother do the acting and he do the producing . Funneyh or what ? But it was cool though , I still think that my group video was the best but we haven't see Farah's group . It must be hilarious :B Lets skip the boring parts shall we ? Duty time was awesome made friends with my senior which also means she's our partner for our duty . Kok Xin , she give me and marissa stress questions about why we wanna be counsellor and all . Stressing , after duty which was till recess was over I was squashed by Khairul &amp;amp; Haizal , the two 'tall' people . They made me as if i was a burger and they were the bread , they should do it on Ham instead of me . Haiyoo ~ than Khairul accidentally pushed Haizal at the drain it was superB funneyh so I laughed , and I said this to Haizal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"This is what you call your friend *looks up and down , *showing khairul's stomach"&lt;br /&gt;I repeated that more than twice and Khairul pushed me like superman , I certainly flew like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one and I lended on my butt . It was like paralyzed and I almost tear up , it was so painful . I roll on the floor with tears and laughter , I couldnt get myself up and all thanks to who ? KHAIRUL ! Than Sarah and Christine came to the rescue , I complained to em' haha , Christine was like I beat em' . So she did during EL , awwh ty ty ! Than Haizal and Khairul held me up but nahh its okay , Sarah and Amirah helped me up , I walked like I was injured . Thanks to who ? KHAIRUL ! Haha ended up me and Haizal both have the same issues , his butt hurts my butt hurts thanks to who ? KHAIRUL ! Hahah , kay diam . I kept on complaining to Haizal that my butt hurts and lastly i threw my pencil box at Khairul for hurting my butt though it was hilarious . Khairul said " Pushing you is like pushing a feather " Asshole xia he , neyymind i shall bully you more often . Kay enough said , chao ! &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/1115504133619961280-1995468048428635947?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1995468048428635947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1995468048428635947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-1-year-to-us-3.html' title='Happy belated 1 year to us &lt;3'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SfJ_NvhQrQI/AAAAAAAABpo/ClKggNshDJw/s72-c/Just+remember+23rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-963157022094958086</id><published>2009-04-22T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:30:47.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210409 sadened ]:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Seniors Have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Officially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Stepped Down D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogging for the second time so that i wont make myself switch on the computer after 2 days .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its kinda sad seeing our seniors stepped down , im gonna miss casandra sheri sabrina and other seniors which im not familiar with . But im going to miss Sabrina the most , im going to miss her shoutings for us to fall in . I knew them for only 4 months and everything is going off so soon , before you knew it KL is going to leave me independently next year and i wont get to disturb her after that . It was a sad day but the main band made all the seniors felt at home for the very last time before they actually stepped down . Before Ct &amp;amp; me went to band we dropped at ws to buy presents for our seniors . Ct bought a gothic soft toy for hafiz and for me i bought a bouqute of flower for sherie . How sweet can us be ? We were the only informal band juniors giving our main seniors a gift so much for enthusiastic right ? Some started crying seeing them but some just bare with it till the right moment comes . My feelings were clueless i didnt even know how to feel , sad ? Happy ? Or just both because the seniors will deffinetely ask us not ot cry like what casandra made me do after band . I guess me and Ct were the only ones who actually cried while seeing the Ncc girls started crying . Ct and I wasnt even suppose to cry but we broke into tears reflecting back on those times we first came to band . Should have been a good junior to my seniors , haish D: During band everything was going slowly , we slacked alot and we only have to do 30minutes of practice with the seniors which was hyperactive for us . The seniors played the SYF piece which made them came into silver after 4 years of bronze . Awwwh , it was sad seeing the leaving , cos' of them our badn finally came to a silver . Now im feeling like tearing up , sadened . After band it was time to break through tears , and i had 2 problems . 1) My seniors have officially stepped down 2) Syaza is leaving less than a month . I cried till it was 7.00 and the teachers shoo us out . Came home at 7.30 than usual , saw casandra at the traffic light and me jia ling casandra Xena started crying , it was sad . I tried to confort her but i just cant i hugged her as if there wasn't tomorrow , it was just painful . She was the one whom introduced and train me when Mr.Goh told her to . She took her time to train us eventhough SYF was drewing near . I owe you Casandra , all of us cried and i made jia ling cried which = to no good . Sometimes life can be unfair and im not sure how to feel when the upper sec counsellours are stepping down next month , gosh everything is ending in a blink of an eye . If only this was a dream , i could wake myself up from this nightmare but face it im not dreaming im living my life as always normally but not as an old Alisya but the new one . IM GONNA MISS YOU GUYS WHO TAUGHT ME THE FIRST THING ABOUT MUSIC . I LOVE  BAND AND AS I PROMISED SHERIE I WILL TRY TO MAKE OUR IDIOTIC MEMBERS TO GET GOLD . loves ^^\m/ &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/1115504133619961280-963157022094958086?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/963157022094958086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/963157022094958086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/210409-sadened.html' title='210409 sadened ]:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2781119187248383607</id><published>2009-04-22T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:53:09.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220409 our day &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;RUGBY+SOCCER+CAPTAIN'S BALL&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;strong&gt;Mager tiredness&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wassuppzx , im back blogging . I've been rather hyper these days thanks to my girls loves . Had P.E today , it was a blast ! I was the only girl whom gets silver for napha and woah so unexpected xia . I did horribly for incline pull up , and oh santa claus also got no wonder you are fat :D Khairul is back on track hyper as always after a day being so quiet since his sick . Awwh , pity you not , as mentioned had P.E and it was a blast we were the craziest class in teh field , we played 3 games within 2 periods and we almost controlled the place . We started of with playing soccer but it ddnt work out too wel so the guys continued playing , so we planned to play captain ball and it was funny . We played like soccer , hahahaha , sarah kept on falling down uncontinuously and one point of time she wanted to do like the soccer guys which is lying down flat and we all sat on her it was oh-so-fun , the guys were laughing like hell and we did that 3 times . Hohoho , next up we were like fooling around with one another and all the excitement came . Haizal uncontinuously disturbed me through out the game and oh yea i smack your butt i tell you ! We took sarah's shoes and her hairband and ran aroun the field with it , it was retarded if you peeps were there . We had the most fun time ever , we were the last class to come out from the field since we didnt even realized it had ended till we saw other classes going out from the field . Like what people says , when you are having a hell outta fun you forgotten about the time . No one bothered to check the time cos we want this to last forever , the feeling was like after MYE . We played rugby with the ball , we stole the guys soccer ball and ran with it together with sarah's shoes . We played passing with her dirty shoes :D It was hell fun , can i say that again ? Its a hell fun !! We gave our enthusiasm into the games till we ddnt have any energy after that . Geog &amp;amp; MT was the part everyone was half dead except for Chirstine &amp;amp; Ham . The people who made lost of noise while others were concentrating on geog . After school headed to Downtown to buy something for someone , and someone's bday tomorrow . B prepared Dhiya :D And oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ! I forgotten all about yesterday . That will come to another post when im free . 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; MY GIRLS OH SO MUCH &lt;strong&gt;^^\m/&lt;/strong&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/1115504133619961280-2781119187248383607?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2781119187248383607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2781119187248383607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/220409-our-day-3.html' title='220409 our day &lt;3'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5062780929232148639</id><published>2009-04-19T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:57:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to change it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"I know that im nothing without you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently guest ain't happy with me and she sounds like she knows me . Lets see how far this things can get , thanks people for backing me up especially Maria . Awwh thanks sweety , you are like gangster rite now haha loves ! I had the most suckish dream ever , dunt wish to elaborate on it , 281 is in it gahhs . He walked off from me after we fought like what crapp ? Its been ages since we last talked D: Had tuttion for an hour only , like woah never in my life i ever have an hour of tuttion . Its the first , MYE is around the corner and im yet prepared , i need a tutor for geog since my current tutor doesnt teach it . Craaap , i have to get above B4 or maximum a B4 as my grade . Like hell xia , or else i wont get a new handphone which is LG sidekick , Huda is buying one for me if i pass . If i do Anne and me will have the same phone haha cool or whaat ? But i have to start revising and all , no more slacking . Okay i must i must not only for a new handphone but for my own good , my tutor bought for me and express english book which is so umm difficult but yet i can cope . Thank goodness , yetserday had chalet . Which also means clebration for my aunty and uncle their 50th anniversary . It was a looong night but it wasnt as fun as the previous chalets we had , played badminton at night against Kak Nasrah , fuyooo she's a good athlelic manzx . She can turn 180 degress back swing baek pe ? Haha it was fun though , it kept my mind off things , especially the one im facing now . Till it really came to my dreams , i hope it aint true D: Slacked the whole night and came home almost midnight , supposingly today im suppose to head there but my mom had to screw it . Like whats wrong if we come home late ? My school is just behind my room , if im late im still going to be early whaat , drop this topic . Finished all my homeworks except for art , going to start on it like soon when im finished surfing the net . Will NEED to start revising a.s.a.p and no more going home late for once , back to the basics . Face it if i do well i will be awarded and Nadiah wont look down on me . Talking about that this is a piece of my mind to Nadiah my cousin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eyh babe , whats wrong with you ? We used to share all our secrets with each other we were like bestfriends but till we came a young adult and you rather stick to nana than me . I miss our cousins bonding the three of us but i guess im too bossy now to do anything together again huh ? Till yesterday when Kak Ju asked you what stream you were and when she accidentally said you were in NA , you said what ? " eww no im in express " The word eww really hurt me , did you even realized i was just infront of you watching our cousins playing badminton ? You think i like it when somebody said that ? Oh common' your agg wasnt that high compared to your friends , and you even told me that . So now wanna compare ? You said that people mistaken your face as a NA kid and i think its good , why must you look down on me ? I know im not as smart as you and Nana but at least do respect me as your aunty . It aint fair for me y'know ? I chose to be in NA not express , even i had the word express in my PSLE slip but i ddnt go and boss around and say bad things about NT . You are much more screwed than me , does Kak Jajai knows your bg when you are in school ? No rite at least my mom knows . God wassup with you now ? We ddnt even talk yesterday and i think thats my fault for not interacting first , and now Nana will look down on me cos' she's aiming for express for PSLE and that will end up me with NA . Oh puhlease NA is much more better than express mind you people -.- .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have no more mood anymore to continue this post , and i wont have any mood tomorrow .  Everything is falling apart , from being bestfriends with syaza to nothing just friends . From being in love with my own friend to hating him evry second seeing his face . What did i do to deserve this ? Everyone is throwing their anger to me , might as well i dunt live rite ? Can i just change my life for the sake of people around me ? Enough said .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Everthing is Dead &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; Gone .&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/1115504133619961280-5062780929232148639?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5062780929232148639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5062780929232148639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-want-to-change-it.html' title='I just want to change it'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1159426805447184237</id><published>2009-04-18T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:52:42.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To guest (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"No not this time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guest : kaO tk mawu nk step mane peyy besar kat sini uhhs ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do you even know me in the very first place ? Masok blog aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;setakat nak spam ? Mak bapak kau tk bagi nama pe xia? akO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;step gerek wahseyy , abeyh kaO step mane peyy besar la eh . Apsl ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;post aku ader kene mengene nan kau pe ? Ataupun kau sajer je nk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spam aku sebab tkd keje ? Eyh kalau nk spam, spam pakai nama kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uhhs . Apsl ? kaO pengecut pe , no wonder . Go get a life uhhs , nk tumpang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hidOp nan aku ? Ley jalan dah ! Kalau akO ckp pasal kawan kaO atau post tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mmg pasal kaO aku sorry uh , &lt;strong&gt;my blog my say&lt;/strong&gt; . Get that facts in your head .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly kaO cume jeles aku lagi gerek daripade kaO kesian uh kat kaO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-1159426805447184237?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1159426805447184237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1159426805447184237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-guest.html' title='To guest (:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2387969665400288456</id><published>2009-04-15T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:56:55.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ct CHEER UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeXE-gzVyUI/AAAAAAAABpg/HFg9tM-O26g/s1600-h/CT+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324878712671684930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeXE-gzVyUI/AAAAAAAABpg/HFg9tM-O26g/s320/CT+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"No use crying over a spilt milk hunneyh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FOR YOU DEAREST (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;STAY HAPPY AITES ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ME AND SARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND OTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GOT YOUR BACK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(L) YOU d: &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/1115504133619961280-2387969665400288456?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2387969665400288456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2387969665400288456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/ct-cheer-up.html' title='ct CHEER UP'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeXE-gzVyUI/AAAAAAAABpg/HFg9tM-O26g/s72-c/CT+!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2678909998678114810</id><published>2009-04-14T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:46:25.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hp is with me BIATCH*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeSB59mMpiI/AAAAAAAABpY/DxdNN6SE040/s1600-h/Wasupzxx.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324523492246070818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeSB59mMpiI/AAAAAAAABpY/DxdNN6SE040/s320/Wasupzxx.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAH VELCOTT YOUR BLOODY PHONE IS WITH ME BITCH :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wassuppppzxx , picture was last few months . During cross country , missing those times D: . Camed to school today , received a wardm welcome by my biatch , haizal , nab , farah , syaza , wini and othe peoples . Thanks people (: , today really rocks but didnt attend Band nor lepak with my girls . Sad liao , anyways draaag my ass outta bed and y'know came to school . Saw sarah in the class , it was so dark and till she realize it was me , sloow ~ hah . She called me bitch , thanks asshole . Oh yea im toturing your phone wakaka , came to assembly and blablabla . Haizal asked why i ddnt come and e.g. , had writing and off to MT . Mt rawks thanks to Haizal , haha made cikgu so angry and pissed . Haizal was like "cikgu zareen pon tk gini seyy , sencitive " Haha seriously that teacher is superB senctive , but i score high marks in her class . Baek baek , we had little study and now i havent even done any homeworks . HE was thE best , got practical it was so fun !! Afifah was my partner cos meif fei and aleena ddnt come , haha she's coool yaw , made her do the cooking while i run here and there to clean up the place , cut the ingredients , wash the plates ,scrub the pans and all . Gerek oii , next up was recess , the best paling best paling best (ateekat's word) . We all went hyper esp me , talk nonsence and haizal threw ice at me, citot ! SUpport the sec twos , me and CT bought their cookies , haha okay la quiete nice . Waste my $2 only , well at least support rite ? Next was ART , the bestest , sat with kaki gerek people and i shared my problems with Farah and Ct , good listeners . Loove you guys though Farah wasnt hyper , cheer up babe (: . We had to die idk what cos wasnt paying any attention , talk thru out art lesson . Next was boooring ms woon's class , maths was retarded , class was half dead . Me and haizal almost covered the whole ws , lended Haizal's calculator uncontinuosly cos forgotten to bring :D . Irritate him alot , took his chair and put it somewhere else , my daily routine from now on . Next up was ASSEMBLY ! the bestest assembly ever , mr azhar conducted it . Whoo ! He likes PCD , and oh he is so damn hot ! Karen and me are on the same page . Haha , assembly for the first time was going on well , duh who dunt like him manzx ? Our class was horny and all , haha . Next up was re-test for geog , hard man . Nab CT Sarah and me looked at each other . Not knowing the answers not revising we hantam , last last we lost 3 marks D: Didntgoband ]: i miss my clarinate ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eyh pompan , skirt tdk lagi pendeQ per ?&lt;br /&gt;dulu stoken tinggi , skrg dah pandai kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ankle socks . Wahseyy dah maju uh dia ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;perangai stop it siak . Nk jadi immitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of dia per , leyy jalan daaaaaaaahh ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ni lagi satu , eyh farhan tk yah nk call aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lagi la eh , dah sudah sudah uh ! Tk yah nk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;taruk lagu pat telepon , aku pon tk nk dengar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Buang mase kau je call aku , laen kali buang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;duit pulaks kay ? Kai public phone , taruk 10 cent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kat dalam , habes jugak duit kau eh ? I ment what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i say la , step tatawu aku gituk . Dah la whatever la eh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2678909998678114810?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2678909998678114810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2678909998678114810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hp-is-with-me-biatch_14.html' title='Hp is with me BIATCH*'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SeSB59mMpiI/AAAAAAAABpY/DxdNN6SE040/s72-c/Wasupzxx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-7520622446317687792</id><published>2009-04-13T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:04:17.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There i said it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"I can't say go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sunset" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sunset Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i642.photobucket.com/albums/uu145/Xhucks/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eventhough I lost a bestfriend a brother and a friend I know one day he knows what im talking about all this while . He dont need me to advice him over and over again , its enough . Im keeping a far distance from my another bestfriend , Syaza Syazwani and she's going to leavi next month . I dunt know why im keeping my distance far away from you but i know i cant always depend on you and you cant always depend on me . We have to live our life , eventhough i put you aside in the alone zone i got my reasons . Day by day pass by i dunt even know what im suppose to talk about with you , i dunt want to remember my past but i know you still miss our girlfriends 08 . The only topic we can talk about is your NCC , thats the only topic you love and like to talk about . Either you will say Band is this and that or me saying NCC is this or that , we will end up defending our own cca and i will start with my sarcasm . You are superB sencitive and we might end up fighting if i throw all those words to you . I want you to taste your own life , with new friends and surroundings and when you are gone i know im going to stick with new people . There i said it the reasons why i left you behind and to people scrathing their heads these are the reasons .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Konichiwa people , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah i didnt attend school today, Anne and Salina are jelouse .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wakakaka , slept late yesterday due to watching Clone Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in my Ipod and entertaining pendeQ cos his bored . Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pendeQ for entertaining me thru out the day and night , sampai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tertido budak tu kesian dia . Woke up at 8.30 , tell me who would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wake up so early when they know they will be on MC ? Well the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is me , stoopid . Actually woke up earlier than that around 6.04 , thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to pendeQ for giving me a message . Woke up a total of 3 times ? Irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;much . Im uperB bbbboooooorrrrreeeedddd ! , I have to finish up my home ecs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by today , settled my art yesterday night and read up on rivers adn blabla . I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I won't get a third chance for re-test cos today is the day . Fcuk , im all alone at home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad are at work , Huda at NIE and Amira in school . Everyone are at their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;respective places and im stuck at home , what is this ? Im feeling much much much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;more better today , im ready for school tomorrow ! Im just blogghopping , keeping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;awake from sleeping thanks to medicine ZzzzZZzzZzz . Feel like munching on something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i dunt know what -__-" . Shall stop here before I start craapppiiinnngg , as usual .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Peeaccce outta !&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/1115504133619961280-7520622446317687792?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7520622446317687792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/7520622446317687792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-i-said-it.html' title='There i said it'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5644671103174869963</id><published>2009-04-12T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:44:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick ]:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Than it happened again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sick" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sick Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i639.photobucket.com/albums/uu115/tistelblomst/sick/sick_man.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That picture said it all , im sick uperB sick , im weak and my block nose making my breathing inapropriate . Im suppose to doze off an hour ago because of my medicine but i dunt want to . Messaging pendeQ rite now and chatting with Anne . She serang me when i came online , what craap ? I have ONE day mc and that leaves me extra day to do my unfinished and unprepared Home Econs project . My mind just wen blank all of a sudden , creeps the hell outta from me . Daddy sended me to my private doctor and its been how many years since i last saw daddy's bike and sat on it ? Got scolding from daddy for not hopping on the bike properly , haiyaa something never change . The wind make my hair go lala though for a moment i felt like i was flying wee ~ . Kay craap , Khairul is talking shit with me , about dying and all he is creeping the hell outta me ! Abg ayie is coming over to teach me how to cook spaghetti , since i dunt know how to cook . I suck in cooking , if art cancancan ! Im boored and Anne cant stop talking about Vin Diesel , that girl uh . Im going to change my skin soon , i found nice skins and im positively sure tomorrow im going to stare outside my window during recess , as if i can see my girls there . Ahaha , -.- lame . Im hungry , and oh yea i have so many tablets to swallow eww yucks ! Daddy complained to the doctor that i've been sick for the past few months , my Vitamin C ain't working no more . Or am i a magnet to sickness ? Lols , rest my post here . Chao ^^\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-5644671103174869963?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5644671103174869963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5644671103174869963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick.html' title='im sick ]:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i639.photobucket.com/albums/uu115/tistelblomst/sick/th_sick_man.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-4231657985119471767</id><published>2009-04-11T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:17:54.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoho happy bday (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Just to hear you breathing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/illustration" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="alone Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z252/bucielo/illustrations/aloneee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAIZAL HAIRINO&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May all your wishes come true , find a girl a.s.a.p yaw .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;May you be blessed with goods , stay horny and hyper-active .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XOXO lisyaali :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today is Santa Claus bday , wished him in the morning . Since Karen send us messages regarding his bday . He replied me back ty lidi , like hell xia that guy . Im still sick , im having a damn fever which come and go whenever they like -__-" and im coughing and im having a block nose . Sian , im going to shut the comp down and get starting with my home ecs project and summary and comprehension and read up on geog . Hope i can absorb and finish it by today , *cross fingers . About my tagboard dunt bother , its just Farhan . We fought and im no more friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with him . So yea , thats about it (: Okay till here and CT &amp;amp; SARAH i need you guys :S&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/1115504133619961280-4231657985119471767?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4231657985119471767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/4231657985119471767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoho-happy-bday.html' title='Hoho happy bday (:'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z252/bucielo/illustrations/th_aloneee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-646176377529590242</id><published>2009-04-10T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:01:26.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM SICK YUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;IM SICK , CT PASS HER GERMS TO ME , I DUNT THINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH TO MONDAY ]: MY THROAT IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;KILLING ME . MY HEAD IS SPINING LIKE A FERRIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEEL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/1115504133619961280-646176377529590242?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/646176377529590242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/646176377529590242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick-yucks.html' title='IM SICK YUCKS'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-2575157728416246035</id><published>2009-04-10T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:08:41.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky remedy .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sd8vVSQpA3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/llUWJRaEWc0/s1600-h/Lisyaali+DUH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323025327300608882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sd8vVSQpA3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/llUWJRaEWc0/s320/Lisyaali+DUH.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"I want my money back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was a day out with Anne . Met her at 3.00++ cos dearest can't make up her mind on what to wear so we both decided to wear little miss t-shirt and shorts . Otw there saw sufiyan and gang at the bus stop , decided to ignore him . Headed to Downtown and waited for Anne , saw her and hugged her . Anne jambuuu ! Walk to E!HUB to catch the 3.20p.m show of Fast &amp;amp; Furious 4 . Waited for the freaking line to move till it was 3.30p.m . Mostly the day was treated by Anne , since i was broke D: I rate the movie 10/10 ! The songs the movie woahhh power manzxx . The songs are so damn funky i loike . Thru out the movie me and Anne have comments and she with vin diesel aiyoo ~ Mine is Paul Walker hothothot !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sooner or later the show end , and i realized there was this hot guy infront of us . Hot budo dia , ley melts . After movie i bought my Manchester Original water bottle , Anne tambahkan lima dollar . Maseyy (: after that headed to KFC Anne treat , saw PRCS peeps there and all are 1/3 -.-" . We gossiped about people here and there about what im going through how painful it is and all . As what we planned , GOSSIP . Forever la we , i took my time eating haha ^^\\// . Eat finish we went window shopping as planned , Anne bought lion pencil box and smiley erasers . There was this cute shoes , like dope y'know ? Anne like Lisyaali also like :D We walk here and there last last we walk to central pluss it was starting to pour . Went to central cos Anne have to buy food for her daddy and brother while i played with her sidekick phone . It was umm like PSP ? Camera aint that good D: After that headed to bus stop which end up seeing Amir there , he tall la . In the bus we gossiped till i drop off , came home at 7.00p.m . Nak kelua lagik uhh ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1115504133619961280-2575157728416246035?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2575157728416246035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/2575157728416246035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/funky-remedy.html' title='Funky remedy .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/Sd8vVSQpA3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/llUWJRaEWc0/s72-c/Lisyaali+DUH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5361062816927479593</id><published>2009-04-09T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:43:10.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its too late .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Say you're &lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/shadow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 506px; HEIGHT: 344px" height="410" alt="black and white Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i448.photobucket.com/albums/qq209/Wildflowerafternoons/Black%20and%20White/Dancing_In_The_Rain.jpg" width="610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Konichiwa young jedi , that was the first thing i told Ham in friendster . Haha , and now he thinks he is a jedi and he wants his light saber . Ham , Ham , today dunt have school . Boring or what ? Thot of heading out with PPG , but none could make it . Bubbles have to do her homework and settle her stuff for Friday's trip . She is going to David Archuleta's concert , bitch or what ! Haha , so yea im going to miss her alotzxx . Buttercup dunnoe whether she wants or not cos she cant make up her mind -.- . I'll take that as a nono , I wanted to get some stuff from E!HUB and whitesands or is it tamp ? Im getting my Manchester United water bottle at E!HUB and im going to treat myself to buy twilight dvd which will cost me around $30.00 ? So yea , im not even sure when I will treat myself to these things again . I was thinking of buying Nike bag for myself , the original . But its tooo ex , and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i dunt think mommy and daddy would buy for me D: Wait maybe i can get it if i do well in MYE and i could tell mommy and daddy i dunt want a new phone . Haha &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smarty ass me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; , i guess im okay for the mean time at home not being all moody . So yea i gave myself a time out from everything , life is boring whenever im not in school . But life can suck whenever i see people i dunt want to , i like that picture up there . Got it from photobucket , my favourite webbie . Its so beautiful ! I tried to draw it last night but i was too lazy to draw so i drew the building only . I miss school , like woah thats a first in my secondary life . Haiyaa , there's something big going on in school but some of us arent part of it . Whaatss tthhiiss ?? I can see people busily doing something in school , doing the chairs all that . Woooaahhh (: I shall post again when im bored , i have some catching up to do with twilight :D &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/1115504133619961280-5361062816927479593?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5361062816927479593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5361062816927479593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-too-late.html' title='Its too late .'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i448.photobucket.com/albums/qq209/Wildflowerafternoons/Black%20and%20White/th_Dancing_In_The_Rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-1455736153354089192</id><published>2009-04-08T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:56:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROLF , i really thought it was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"For a moment i thought it was the last day of school"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i713.photobucket.com/albums/ww140/vavral2/photography/s46076126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you hadnt exist , if you had just kept to your promise and if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys werent there I think I can't face my own shadows .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im not in such a good mood like yesterday or the day before , unpredictable moodswings came by .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I dont know how long Farhan you want to be alive ! I would just love to see you dead , and tell your parents the reason why you die . You lied to me , you told me you quitted Farhan but hell yea you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;did quit . Wtf Farhan ! You are a liar , you have always been one . You told me that I was right and you want to change for the benefit of yourself and for the sake of me . But you didnt keep to your own promise . You want our 4 years of friendship to just end here ? I thought going to our seperate ways will make you more independent , I can't always be there for you to keep a look out for you Farhan . I told Amin to keep a look out for you , but i guess he betrayed my feelings and me too huh ? He didnt keep you away from cigg but keep you nearer to them . You think its funneyh to see you smoke while I just keep quiete ? What the hell are you thinking Farhan ! I give up on you and Amin , you guys are not worth to be my betsfriends and my brothers .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Thats one of the reason why I was angry frustrated and sad today , but i have gazillion more reason why I wasn't in the mood just now . 281 is the second thing on my mind and my list , that pure bitch is the third thing on my mind and my list . I dunt get myself , i dunt get anything which comes across my mind rite now . Everything is a total blank , seriously . The main problem was yesterday , how could Farhan do such a thing , betraying me lied to me and break his promise . He smoked infront of me , 2 days ago he told me he quitted he called the person to talk to him about quitting but he chose to smoke again . He told me he hated my school , i wasnt even sure why he hated my school so much . When I asked Amin he said I dunt need to know GVSS matters , now thats call GVSS matter uh ni ! Jalan dahh ! I dunt give a damn anymore in this stuff , whenever they want to meet me i will make some bunch of excuses . Idk who the hell influenced him . Fcuker .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rather see you dead than alive criously ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&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/1115504133619961280-1455736153354089192?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1455736153354089192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/1455736153354089192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/rolf-i-really-thought-it-was.html' title='ROLF , i really thought it was'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i713.photobucket.com/albums/ww140/vavral2/photography/th_s46076126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1115504133619961280.post-5933802142481390095</id><published>2009-04-05T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:50:05.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing stays the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Slowly fade away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="PHOTOGRAPHY Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh20/PEACHYSTAR27/photography.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogging for the second time . Im just bored and its going to pour again . Im oh so happy ! Looking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some adults playing soccer , awwh how much i miss playing soccer with my friends till kena caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;great memories manzx . Oh well im listening to all my last year songs which bring backs the memories . Eventhough I dont really like Joe Jonas but i lovee the song '&lt;i&gt;i gotta find you&lt;/i&gt; ' . Haha its a funny flash back y'know . Im sitting in my room chatting and he came to the picture and chatted with me , but that was in the past . But its similliar to today , im sitting in my room but im not online .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RRRAAANNNDDDOOOMMM , I need Sarah , Christine , Farhan and Amin rite now . My party peoples , I dunt feel like coming to school tomorrow . I can't face him , his everywhere , his here and there and i can't face that . I mean it , i've been using the computer for 4 bloody hours . Woah , what am i a geek ? Yea I am :D I wanna fly like the wind , i want to be a superhero fighting crime and save the world from global warming . This suck , im chaoing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/1115504133619961280-5933802142481390095?l=pressto-replay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5933802142481390095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1115504133619961280/posts/default/5933802142481390095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pressto-replay.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-stays-same.html' title='Nothing stays the same'/><author><name>Alisya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035981317752621765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5b2FCf_F6h4/SVcIzYnmBgI/AAAAAAAABTg/M4u9JeDVfEs/S220/R.C.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
