<?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-3295017534682225628</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:15:49.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in my fantasy of reality :)</title><subtitle type='html'>Living in the fantasy of reality:):)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-1491841753336247538</id><published>2010-02-16T23:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:09:07.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'Kids! They're nothing but stomachs surrounded by noise and dirt!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There is much truth in the above statement. I was once the kid who was noisy and dirty with the ability to drive my parents up the wall. haha. with the next door friends of about the same age, we would run around the neighbourhood, stepping on flowers, kicking balls and disturbing people. The years seem to have passed very quickly. I am now turning sixteen and about to leave school. I really wonder how did we grow up so fast. It would be great to remain kids forever, like peter pan and his friends, but maybe it may not be a very good idea. Anyways, the reality is, i am no longer eight. When i think back and compare what i was then with what i am now, I can see lots of differences. And i am not just talking about physical changes here, but mentally as well. The first thing I noticed is that I no longer have the energy to run continuously. In those younger days, we did not walk. We ran, jumped and skipped all over the place. We had tonnes of energy and never knew what tiredness meant. Now my friends and I hardly run, unless it is on the school field of course. Even then, it is more like a fast walk rather than a proper run. haha. Noise and dirt have been replaced by music and 'neatness'. Teenagers spend most of their time listening to music and browsing through the internet. God bless those geniuses who invented mp3 players, i pod and other electrical appliances. Now we can listen to our favourite songs without disturbing others. With ear phones covering our ears, we disturb no one and no one disturbs us. We have changed physically too. I would say we are at least twice the size we used to be and we have obviously changed mentally.Soon we will leave school to make our way in the real world of adults. we will definitely change even more. I suppose things will get more serious and we will have lesser time to spare. and about the running issue, i guess we'll just sit down and watch the 8 years old do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-1491841753336247538?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/1491841753336247538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=1491841753336247538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/1491841753336247538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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friends and you gain friends;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you realize your friend wasn't ever really your friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and that person you used to hate can make a really good friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you look for love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you find love and you lose love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you realize all along that you've been loved;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you laugh,you cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you laugh so hard that you cry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you do this,you do that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you really wish you hadn't do that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you then learn from that and are glad that you did;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you have your ups and you have your downs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you see good movies and you see bad movies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you wonder if your life is just one big movie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you look at others and wish you were them;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you then realize who they are and are glad that you're you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you love life and you hate life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in the end,you just find yourself being happy to be living life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no matter what is thrown at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-3128724935039428311?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/3128724935039428311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=3128724935039428311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/3128724935039428311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/3128724935039428311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html' title='life.'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-3316099267050244371</id><published>2009-04-28T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:51:19.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>agama mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;agama class;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;,as usual;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;however, something really really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happened today;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay, i am going to tell you about a friend of mine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she never ever &lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt; or&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; the subject, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pendidikan Agama&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but trust me we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the teacher even more;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as i was saying,she never actually study agama until the day before &lt;strong&gt;intervensi 2&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everyone was surprised with the fact that she actually studied agama the night before;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i mean, it's like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it never happened before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;during agama class;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;our dearest ustazah returned the &lt;strong&gt;examination&lt;/strong&gt; paper;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;everyone seems to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; with their marks;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;not for me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;after a while, ustazah asked us to &lt;strong&gt;recount&lt;/strong&gt; the marks;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all of a sudden,we heard "my friend" &lt;strong&gt;cheering&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hugging&lt;/strong&gt; each other;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;we were surprised to know that our dearest friend get &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;78%&lt;/span&gt; for agama;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's &lt;strong&gt;2 marks higher&lt;/strong&gt; than me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i was soooooooo surprised and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;upset &lt;/span&gt;at the same time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahahahahahahaha;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nfortunately, there was some&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; mistake&lt;/span&gt; in the calculation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;she did not get 78% but 58%;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i felt really guilty because i actually felt &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; with the fact that she got 58%;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt; right;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hahaha.dont get me &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'm not trying to say that she's &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; or anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it's just that im surprised that she managed to get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really good marks&lt;/span&gt; on her least favourite subject;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i'm soooo sorry my friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that will never happen again;sorry.i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;all the &lt;strong&gt;bes&lt;/strong&gt;t in &lt;strong&gt;future&lt;/strong&gt; k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always be there&lt;/span&gt; if u need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im soorrrrryyyyyy!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-3316099267050244371?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-7894769258455872493</id><published>2009-04-27T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:02:35.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant paper ball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;last friday,during &lt;strong&gt;agama&lt;/strong&gt; class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we sat together and talked about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;family history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and bla bla bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;girls talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aazraa was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rearranging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aliya and nani were busy with their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;homeworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; bored&lt;/span&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;aazraa took all the &lt;strong&gt;unwanted papers&lt;/strong&gt; and made a &lt;strong&gt;bal&lt;/strong&gt;l out of it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i took the ball and &lt;strong&gt;threw it&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aliya's head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;she was soo surprised and end up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shouting;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me give you an &lt;strong&gt;early warning&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;don't ever sit near me when i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;couz lots of unexpected things will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-7894769258455872493?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/7894769258455872493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=7894769258455872493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/7894769258455872493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/7894769258455872493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/giant-paper-ball.html' title='Giant paper ball!'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-4450044893985833841</id><published>2009-04-27T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:03:47.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>washing ash's face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; incident happened during recess on the &lt;strong&gt;24th of april&lt;/strong&gt;. I was chit &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chatting with Ash. We both bought some 'delicious' food and drinks from the canteen. I drank a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cup of milk tea while talking to her. At first, we were both giggling and talking at our calss table.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then i decided to tell my &lt;strong&gt;plan &lt;/strong&gt;about Aliya's birthday. After a while,we started talking about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;handphones credit, bills and bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I told her that I got lots of bonus from&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Xpax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;She was so interested in that topic. I told her that I get free calls to 8pax numbers(including her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;house phone) on every &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then she asked, 'how much bonus points u get? how long is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the free call?'. I was about to say '6 hours' when I suddenly&lt;strong&gt; burst into laughter&lt;/strong&gt;. I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sprayed the milk tea all over ash's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I repeat.. ONLY the FACE!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;no idea why.. hahaha. perfect target. It was weird that the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; floor and her pinafore was&lt;/span&gt; dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Only her face got sprayed. haha. yes,ash. you are right i felt &lt;strong&gt;soooooo embarassed&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hahaha. then i followed her to the toilet to&lt;strong&gt; clean up&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. i felt horrible for spraying my friend's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;pretty face. i mean. it never happened before. i normally can control my laughter or anything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;whenever something is in my &lt;strong&gt;mouth&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sooo sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ash.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-4450044893985833841?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4450044893985833841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=4450044893985833841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/4450044893985833841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/4450044893985833841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/washing-ashs-face.html' title='washing ash&apos;s face!'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-8278058174791254814</id><published>2009-04-23T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:04:30.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kemahiran hidup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;omg. i got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more questions and i will get an A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;our teacher is really &lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teacher;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;however, there's something wrong with her &lt;strong&gt;teaching skills&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just dont get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;very hard to understand what she teaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i must study on my &lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;its hard you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-8278058174791254814?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/8278058174791254814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=8278058174791254814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/8278058174791254814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/8278058174791254814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/kemahiran-hidup.html' title='kemahiran hidup'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3295017534682225628.post-4080925504803996147</id><published>2009-04-23T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:56:37.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this incident happened during &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; class;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i was talking to mei wern (while waiting for our dear friend, Harshiah),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when suddenly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;there's a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; smell;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;coming from the &lt;strong&gt;second floor&lt;/strong&gt; of the form 3 block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;smells like toilet or clorox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;it's a mixture of both &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"chemical",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i think;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when Harshiah&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; returned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(from the teacher's table);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I said &lt;strong&gt;'Harshiah, smells like toilet'&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I had no intention to say that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what I meant was, &lt;strong&gt;'Harshiah, it smells like toilet.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;she looked at me and laughed about it for a minute or so;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that was really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hahahahahahaahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sorry harshiah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Deep from the heart&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3295017534682225628-4080925504803996147?l=fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/feeds/4080925504803996147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3295017534682225628&amp;postID=4080925504803996147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/4080925504803996147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3295017534682225628/posts/default/4080925504803996147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzylovedafi.blogspot.com/2009/04/toilet.html' title='Toilet'/><author><name>Dreaming In My Fantasy Of Reality :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12079080267816913594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JaVnSats9YU/S3ueHdOIrJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/fw6ceT3IDJo/S220/photography.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
