<?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-718536514553983061</id><updated>2011-05-19T02:04:28.469-07:00</updated><category term='ET by Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Miss Kebabom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-8755710708851598163</id><published>2011-05-19T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T02:04:28.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for love notes, love talks, lovey-dovey stare, and impressing me. Im putting all this shit of yours aside. You told me im your number one right? I dont believe it. You told me that your mum found out right? I dont believe. Because if your mum find out, then why is it are you still chasing another girl? Who do you think you are, going around leaving scars? Im sorry to say this, youre just another playboy. All those mushy words, are all lies. The reason why we broke up, its not entirely your fault. 1/4 of it is also my fault because, i didnt know you would be like the rest of my past. I dare to say, Yes im blind of not seeing the risk of being your first one, Yes im death of not hearing advices of relationships of quoters. But, No im not afraid of making you regret what you did to me. Why is it are you like the rest of my past? I thought you were different as i was your first. I thought you were different as you have deep feelings of other peoples' thinking. I guess that was acting, right? You should get an award for Cheating On Girls' Feelings. After awhile when we started, you ignored me. You hardly text me. And when you text me, &lt;i&gt;you show me attitude. &lt;/i&gt;Eh donkey, you even text other girls as you told me. Dont deny, i remembered. Sorry if i had been too rough after our break up. Sorry for showing you the bitchy side of me after our break up. But that's me. If you treat me the wrong way, i'll treat you back the way you dont like. Set?! Oh and, sorry doesnt heal my hurt feelings you ass. Im not an easy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;To get my mind of certain kind of things, nowadays, im out at the stadium jogging, or in my room playing habbo. :) yesyes, i know habbo its lame. But so what? Its funnnn. In fact, with my boo playing habbo, its even more awesome. Hahaha, alright. Gotta go. Wanna play habbo. :&amp;gt; Peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-8755710708851598163?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8755710708851598163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-much-for-love-notes-love-talks-lovey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8755710708851598163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8755710708851598163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-much-for-love-notes-love-talks-lovey.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-6816570386655771383</id><published>2011-05-17T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T05:49:06.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;I FOUND A NEW ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;BETTER THAN THE REST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;A SUPER CARING GUY THAT I WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;AND NOW I GOT THE BEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's right. 170511 \m/ &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new love, new start. i love my babyboo &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-6816570386655771383?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6816570386655771383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-found-new-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/6816570386655771383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/6816570386655771383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-found-new-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-1136383190953677973</id><published>2011-05-16T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T03:45:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iH3aeLM4m8/TdD81nHku0I/AAAAAAAAADY/nta22zKd664/s1600/Me%252C+Jamine+and+Nicole..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iH3aeLM4m8/TdD81nHku0I/AAAAAAAAADY/nta22zKd664/s320/Me%252C+Jamine+and+Nicole..jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry bloggie is dead. Been busy with MYE's. Today was the last paper. So just now, of course uh slack! Huhu ^^ Went to Sunplaza, then MacD for late lunch, after that, went to Nicole's house. Her dog cute giler! 1yearsold plusplus. :) But i didnt touch it, duh. See the pict abv? Me, Jamine and Nicole. ^^ Theyre awesome-to-daa-coree. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, change topic. So, me and him? We're over. Our chemistry love is now history. Im sorry, boo. You hurt me too much. Cant take the pain much longer. Like people said; "Be single rather than being with the one that hurts you." So yeah. Youve not move on. Same here. But, im trying my best, bit by bit to move on, boo. iLoveyou, veryverymuch. But, I dont think we should be together anymore. And plus your mum found out. Should i believe you? For now, yes, i believe you. But if youre caught lying, trust me, one day ill have you begging on your knees for me. And, i hope karma will slap you before i do. Kay, goodbye my boo&amp;lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, i found someone who's trying to make me feel better each day. And his name is Synyster Gates xD Cheh, no lah. His name is Apis. Eventhough we argue a million times, he never fail to make me smile at least one time each day. He's trying to make me forget abt my boo&amp;lt;/3. :( Im sorry Apis if im troubling you. Cause it takes hard for me smile right after i pour a river. :'( I know im pampered, but youre still there, not giving up. Thanks. Thanks 1218638912 times. Infinity. Thankyou, my dear friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-1136383190953677973?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1136383190953677973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry-bloggie-is-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/1136383190953677973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/1136383190953677973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry-bloggie-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6iH3aeLM4m8/TdD81nHku0I/AAAAAAAAADY/nta22zKd664/s72-c/Me%252C+Jamine+and+Nicole..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-1687198061647197902</id><published>2011-05-07T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T02:44:35.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;How can the sun be shining when my whole world is crying?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an idiot. Sitting down in my room, staring into space. What else am I doing, oh wait, that's right, emo-ing. Why? Because I'm missing you. You don't know how many people I've told that I missed you with a " :'( " face. It's been days when you prepaid when down. I have one question for you; Do you miss me back? I know i'm suppose to be studying as Mid-year's is here instead of using my laptop. But, I really miss you. I wait for a few hours, hoping you'd be online. You never did. There's one thing about me that I guess I haven't told you yet; I loose love easily. It's just my brain feeling. That's what i'm afraid of. Hope you're reading this, bby. I really, really, really, down-to-earth miss you with all my heart. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How stupid of me thinking you were everything? That day, when you left, I was bruised. You left a huge scar over at my heart. But I don't think you knew, because you running around stabbing girls' hearts. The day you told me that you've got a new one, I went all crazy-emo. I guess I'm not over you. Now, when our rare conversations online, I don't know why, my heart pumps so fast. Everytime you crossed my mind, I try my very best to tell myself that I got a new one and you've got a new one too. You were once my number #1. Right now, you're just my number #2, as my new one replaced number #1. Ever since your shadows fade, I'm here alone, crying myself to sleep almost everyday. When my new one came into my life, he makes me feel a bit better. He makes me smile without hurt. He makes me laugh. Whenever he looks at me, I feel butterflies in my stomach eventhough he's already mine. Oh how I wish he was you. :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syikin, wake up. You've got a new boyfriend already. Snap out of the old one. You've got to move on with life. He left. He moved on. It's your turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not moving on. Sorry for being an idiot staying and hoping. Sorry for not letting him go. I loved him too much. But, I'm trying to move on, bit by bit. I'm hanging on there. I just need more time to move on completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-1687198061647197902?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1687198061647197902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-can-sun-be-shining-when-my-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/1687198061647197902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/1687198061647197902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-can-sun-be-shining-when-my-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-7113254988860561369</id><published>2011-05-04T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T02:13:07.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoWwF2F-RZk/TcEUyM3wvoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SxVE3e13q_M/s1600/i_love_you_by_xxbeastofbloodxx2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoWwF2F-RZk/TcEUyM3wvoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SxVE3e13q_M/s320/i_love_you_by_xxbeastofbloodxx2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;One day when the sky is falling, I'd be standing right next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever look into the clear, bright, blue sky thinking what's it like being tortured? Well, that's the case for me. I know life isn't fair, but at least some part of life should be perfect, right? Isn't that what we were born for? Why is it, people bully people? People have feelings. Why is it, teachers&amp;nbsp;embarrass&amp;nbsp;students in front of other people? Why is it, people having heartbreaks almost every month? Okay, I'm gonna get to the point. &lt;b&gt;The friggin' people in this world are changing.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Weird, right? Everybody wants a super duper perfect day, at least &lt;i&gt;one &lt;/i&gt;day. I want that day to be the day me standing right next to &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;, having the time of our life. That's all I ever want. Never Say Never, right? :) #wishnumberone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-7113254988860561369?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7113254988860561369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-day-when-sky-is-falling-id-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/7113254988860561369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/7113254988860561369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-day-when-sky-is-falling-id-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoWwF2F-RZk/TcEUyM3wvoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SxVE3e13q_M/s72-c/i_love_you_by_xxbeastofbloodxx2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-8441673537258098606</id><published>2011-05-01T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:59:06.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-urpLmpJDmfQ/Tb0qEeF0B7I/AAAAAAAAADM/UBEPZZauYDM/s1600/de6hr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-urpLmpJDmfQ/Tb0qEeF0B7I/AAAAAAAAADM/UBEPZZauYDM/s320/de6hr.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Helluuu ;D Picture above, no edits. ;) Original yo. Hehh. I was bored, so i coloured up my nails and place a tiny heart below my eye. ;3 Awesome yoyoyo. Hah, k lame. Baru balek from wedding. My mum's friend's daughter got married. Selamat Pengantinn Baruuuu ayerr. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Lalalala Lalalala, Elmo's worlddd. Haish, mak dgn bapak aku ni eh, gadoh jerrrr. Tatingszxc perzxcss. I'm nearing my mid-year's examm, can cooperate or not ah? -.- Anyway, to those nearing the exams or having it right now, all the best yeah?! ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OhmyGod, I miss my primary school friends so much. :'( It tears me up whenever I rewind precious memories of we laughing, smiling, crying and fighting together. Pretty pretty please, can I rewind the clock to 2010? I wanna say my last goodbye to them. Hopefully, just hopefully, they do not forget what I've given them, or they've given me. I still love them, truckloads&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The only one which I've been meeting up with always is Faradylla&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Alhamdulillah, me and her are still isi dengan kuku. We still joke around, laughed, smiled at ourselves. I love her. Oh Allah, help us keep this friendship till eternity, amin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;To that particularly jerk out there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;DO IT LIKE A DUDE, IDIOT.&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/718536514553983061-8441673537258098606?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8441673537258098606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/helluuu-d-picture-above-no-edits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8441673537258098606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8441673537258098606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/helluuu-d-picture-above-no-edits.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-urpLmpJDmfQ/Tb0qEeF0B7I/AAAAAAAAADM/UBEPZZauYDM/s72-c/de6hr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-2988417116231618773</id><published>2011-04-30T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:00:10.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Everything is just fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate life. Why can't my life be at least better? Oh wait, my life was ruined by a little boy who thinks he's so everything. You make my life fucked up, bastard. Can't you just mind your own business? I had enough of your games. You have your own life. Destroy your own life, do not destroy others. At school, you think you have &lt;i&gt;soo many &lt;/i&gt;friends? You're gonna loose them if you don't change your freaking attitude. See how pissed am I? Once, is enough. Twice, stop. Thrice, fuck off. You say to my guy that I easily get angry? Well, I wouldn't be &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;angry if you didn't piss the hell out of me. You don't know how angry I can get. Now, you're just seeing half of it. And I bet that &lt;b&gt;you do not want to see full of it&lt;/b&gt;. Change your freaking attitude, shortie. This is reality. If you go on like this, reality will hit you, &lt;i&gt;hard.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPsOdJrmumk/TbuVChrEB9I/AAAAAAAAADI/ljO9gHtsY94/s1600/Picture+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPsOdJrmumk/TbuVChrEB9I/AAAAAAAAADI/ljO9gHtsY94/s320/Picture+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She's the girl that went through the pain. She's the girl that felt the hurt that I went through. She's the girl that I loved as a sister. She's the girl that laughed with me, cried with me, hugged me whenever things went wrong. When family problems occured, she would cheer me up and make me smile. Thankyou, Syakirah. Sayer sayang awak &amp;lt;3&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/718536514553983061-2988417116231618773?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2988417116231618773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-is-just-fucked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/2988417116231618773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/2988417116231618773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-is-just-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPsOdJrmumk/TbuVChrEB9I/AAAAAAAAADI/ljO9gHtsY94/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-7154192266782872610</id><published>2011-04-29T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T04:13:34.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helluuuu! No picture. :/ So anyway, my arm is in a horrible condition. :( Yesterday, I was running 2.4km. Then the malay boys in my class kicked the freaking soccer ball and hit my leg, therefore i fell and accidently slide my arm against the rough floor. My knee and ankle also painnnnnn. Ugh. Then that Mr Kadirr go make me run another freaking round, and wasted time. So, HE FAILED ME. Eh, mrepek seh. I swear i finished my 2.4km, i had a bad fall, a swollen arm, bleeding knee, burning ankle, and you made me run one more freaking extra round then failed me?!?!?!?!?!?!? Eh taik, I just recovered from my long-term illness K. I know you don't freaking care. All you care is about yourself. You make fun of other people. You didn't even go up to me and ask if i was alright, instead you just stood there and smiled. WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU? You made fun of your own students. I hope, and I know, karma will hit you back. My mum has sent an email to my school principal about this case, and my mum will not hesitate to send another email to MOE. Oh yeah, my mum is awesome. Take that, Kadir. I won't even consider you a teacher. Now, you're just another person with no feelings, you're just another enemy, you're just another &lt;i&gt;nobody &lt;/i&gt;in this world, you're just another immature boy, you're just another single-person cause you chase the gerls away due to your attitude yang &lt;b&gt;memang tak perlu&lt;/b&gt;. I hate you, bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-7154192266782872610?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7154192266782872610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/helluuuu-no-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/7154192266782872610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/7154192266782872610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/helluuuu-no-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-4846937222467889514</id><published>2011-04-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T04:32:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iXu_EnalDA/Tbf9GqFEXwI/AAAAAAAAADA/q6YTafcWeEI/s1600/Mememme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iXu_EnalDA/Tbf9GqFEXwI/AAAAAAAAADA/q6YTafcWeEI/s320/Mememme.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How's my darlings? ;) Syikinn Biebz peacing in. Haha, so just came back from an outing with my beloved classmates. &amp;lt;3 I didn't snap any pictures. :( So, we studied at Starbucks which is in between Tampines Mall and Century Square. For 1hour plus. Then we went to Sunplaza. There's this guy name Ashraf from Pasir Ris Secondary. He's &lt;i&gt;haaawt, &lt;/i&gt;but I have a boyfr already. So yeah. Just another 'MatBoomz'. Hahaha :D I saw him yesterday when I went to lan with Rafidah and Junainah. :) All guys seh inside. :O So, we three felt awkward, lool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, my new boyfr? Oh yeah, iLovehim &amp;lt;3 Nama dia; Syabil &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6shcOsQdvg/Tbf-n99r5SI/AAAAAAAAADE/-GQfkc4T6YI/s1600/loooooool%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6shcOsQdvg/Tbf-n99r5SI/AAAAAAAAADE/-GQfkc4T6YI/s320/loooooool%2521.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ohkay, Miss Biebz peacing out now. Wanna eateat. Hehh ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-4846937222467889514?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4846937222467889514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/assalamualaikum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/4846937222467889514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/4846937222467889514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/assalamualaikum.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iXu_EnalDA/Tbf9GqFEXwI/AAAAAAAAADA/q6YTafcWeEI/s72-c/Mememme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-2791159734050797993</id><published>2011-04-22T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T05:56:33.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7uQQHiUQDQ/TbF2mNsv_NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WsAjOSMbgDA/s1600/Picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7uQQHiUQDQ/TbF2mNsv_NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WsAjOSMbgDA/s320/Picture.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As to those who don't really know much about me, one IMPORTANT info you must know is;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a belieber. Yes, I am. To those anti-belieber, think twice. Any crap why you don't like him, it's impossible. Reasons are as follows;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gay? He had a girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ugly? Millions of girls think he's the hottest girl alive, and he is on million of posters everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weak? Broke his foot on stage and carried on singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heartless? Listen to 'Pray'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unsuccessful? 17 years old, 29 songs, 4 albumzxc, 9 music videos, 1 movie, 3 books, 20 awards, 2 tours, 89 shows, 400million fans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-2791159734050797993?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2791159734050797993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-to-those-who-dont-really-know-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/2791159734050797993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/2791159734050797993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-to-those-who-dont-really-know-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7uQQHiUQDQ/TbF2mNsv_NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WsAjOSMbgDA/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-8769901565107738114</id><published>2011-04-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T05:55:44.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, hi. Blog not updated for like, 6 days? Sorry. Been superrrr busy with school and for the past week, I've been sick. :( Really, really sick. I have not healed yet. My fever is like, up and down. Ugh. I know i know, sad life right. :( Haishh... Anyway, yesterday was the Fifteen, and I was stoning in bed the whole night thinking through a lot of stuff about &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. These are what I thought through;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a feeling he used me when me and him were together cause each day i reached school, the first thing he asked me was my homework. He used me just to copy homework. Yesterday, when a bunch of my friends came to my house, one of them asked me how much ex does he have. And i&amp;nbsp;replied&amp;nbsp;5. One of my friend replied that he actually have much, much, much, much more than that. So, all those times, he used me as an answer book and lied? Cruel. Just cruel. I'm not an item.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Mrepek uh sia. Kau pakai buang aku? Eh, babi nye sundalan nye jantan nye datuk, aku manusier. Aku ader prasan. Aku tak tawu eh, aku maseh cinter sangat pader kau. Ugh. Bastard. I hate you, i love you? And yeah, made fun of me and Syabil? Setan, sejak biler uh sia kiter stead? Kiter best friends jer kan?! Kau gi dgr aper kau sendiri ckp uh, babi nye kawan. K, cukop maki. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;So yeah, that's how freaking much i was thinking through last night. Haish. Superrrrrrrrrrrrrr duperrrr saddd lifeee :(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Replying Tags;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/hfSvVy" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b class="nme pn_std"&gt;Sara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Your blog has a really distinctive style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;- Thankyou. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ob&lt;/b&gt;: hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;- Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHINee__Tamminho^^&lt;/b&gt;: HEY CHIOBU ! (: Hah, tagged ! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;- HeyHeyHey CHIOCHIO! :) Thankyou for the tag. ^^ &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;One more thing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;TODAY JUSTIN BIEBER LANDS IN SG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;WELCOME TO SG, DR BIEBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;WE, SG BELIEBERS, WELCOME YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR STAY HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;HEHE, LOVEYOU&amp;lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;KAYBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #232323; font-family: 'Kristen ITC', sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-8769901565107738114?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8769901565107738114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8769901565107738114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8769901565107738114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-8549494144192063909</id><published>2011-04-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:33:09.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72rbk6qwjq0/TaEw9u4t5MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2zXYisHWP_M/s1600/Picture+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72rbk6qwjq0/TaEw9u4t5MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2zXYisHWP_M/s320/Picture+007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you ever made me cry, it's okay. If you ever left a huge scar on my heart, it's okay. If you ever take me so lightly, it's okay. You know why? Cause it's about forgive and letting go. So yeah. Me and you, friends again. :) I missed you like hell, y'know. Me and you, don't really have &lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;conversations nowadays. Me and you, two loners. I wonder if we'll ever be together back again. But that wish is too high, cause it'll never happened like you said a few months ago. Yes, I never forget what you said before. That's how much I love you. But, you never&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that. &lt;b&gt;It's okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-8549494144192063909?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8549494144192063909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-you-ever-made-me-cry-its-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8549494144192063909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8549494144192063909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-you-ever-made-me-cry-its-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72rbk6qwjq0/TaEw9u4t5MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2zXYisHWP_M/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-5953972254410100993</id><published>2011-04-07T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:12:23.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--96auLnHgIw/TZ2Lxv45crI/AAAAAAAAACw/5GuB2ZuEEmA/s1600/qwivu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--96auLnHgIw/TZ2Lxv45crI/AAAAAAAAACw/5GuB2ZuEEmA/s320/qwivu.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HelloHello :) Just came back from school around 5+pm because need stayback for D&amp;amp;T. And I end up doing without my PARTNER. Gosh, i hate her sia! Why must she be my partner? Somemore, she never pass me the stuff I need for D&amp;amp;T before she go for Scouts. At last, I end up waiting for her for about one and a half hour until she finish the marching. Grrrrrrrrr. Pffts, change topic. Tuition less than half an hour. :/ OhmyGod. And got a lot of homeworks. I think. Haha. Okay, replying tags below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying Tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;amy lyn: I'm not a spammer, just another visitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Sara: Like your site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thankyou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Kai Ling: HELLO ! very convenient girl is here viewing your blog :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HeyHeyHey! ^^ Hahaha, lawlszxc. Thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Chenkirah: I love nuh dared by tammy (: tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haha, I know la you love Nuh. :b Thankyou sayang. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;kah yoke: hai &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HeyHey! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Apis: KayKay (:&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/718536514553983061-5953972254410100993?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5953972254410100993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/hellohello-just-came-back-from-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/5953972254410100993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/5953972254410100993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/hellohello-just-came-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--96auLnHgIw/TZ2Lxv45crI/AAAAAAAAACw/5GuB2ZuEEmA/s72-c/qwivu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-8081698391399259843</id><published>2011-04-05T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T06:47:08.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi ^^ It's night time! Just finished doing my last-minute Science quiz and corrections. My sister told me not to go anywhere else except LMS website, but heck care. :b So school was suckish. Ugh. But he starting to talk to me :) I happy la, duh. Oi you, I miss you la ever since you left tau. &amp;lt;3 Anyway, heard that &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;broke up with his girlfr. Sorry for you bbay. Cheer up kays? ^^ Kalau sempat, tell me what telah happened in school prettyprettyplease? :) I'm here. And forever will be, kay. No worries. Though you make me cry a million times over what you did to hurt me, I'm still here for you. Forever, remember I promised you that? And if you ever change your mind, &lt;i&gt;I'm available. &lt;/i&gt;Hee^^ Iloveyou Iloveyou Iloveyou. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Replying Tags;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Syia: Gosh, that's so sweet sia. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Hehe, yeah. I know right. But, that was the past. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Apis: HeyHey !! ^^ Nice blog (: Update more KayKay ? &amp;nbsp;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Hello Apissss. Thankyou, hehe. (: Shall update more, don't worry. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/718536514553983061-8081698391399259843?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8081698391399259843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/hihi-its-night-time-just-finished-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8081698391399259843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/8081698391399259843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/hihi-its-night-time-just-finished-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-4277549113220248433</id><published>2011-04-02T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:26:12.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ET by Katy Perry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vt_HCxTXzs/TZagHdH5sAI/AAAAAAAAACs/2Ds0z3qsmjM/s1600/Miss+Boomszxc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vt_HCxTXzs/TZagHdH5sAI/AAAAAAAAACs/2Ds0z3qsmjM/s320/Miss+Boomszxc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You're so&amp;nbsp;hypnotizing.&amp;nbsp;Could you be the devil? Could you be an angel?&amp;nbsp;Your touch magnetizing.&amp;nbsp;Feels like going floating, leave my body glowing.&amp;nbsp;They say be afraid. You're not like the others, futuristic lovers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;different DNA, they don't understand you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You're from a whole another world,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;a different&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;dimension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;you open my eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;and I'm ready to go, lead me into the light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Kiss me, k-k-kiss me. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;nfect me with your love, and fill me with your poison. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;ake me, t-t-take me. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;anna be your victim, ready for abduction. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;oy, you're an alien, your touch so far away. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;supernatural, extraterrestrial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You're so super sonic. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;anna feel your powers,&amp;nbsp;stump&amp;nbsp;me with your lasers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Your kiss is cosmic, every move is magic&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You're from a whole another world&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;a different dimension&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;ou open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;and I'm ready to go, lead me into the light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Kiss me, k-k-kiss me. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;nfect me with your love, and fill me with your poison. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;ake me, t-t-take me. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;anna be your victim, ready for abduction. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;oy, you're an alien, your touch so far away. It's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;supernatural, extraterrestrial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;There is this transcendental, on another level. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;oy, you're my lucky star. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;wanna walk on your wave length&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;and be there when you vibrate. F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;or you i risk it&amp;nbsp;all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Kiss me, k-k-kiss me. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;nfect me with your love, and fill me with your poison. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;ake me, t-t-take me. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;anna be your victim, ready for abduction. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;oy, you're an alien, your touch so far away. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;supernatural, extraterrestrial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Boy, you're an alien, your touch so far away. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;supernatural, extraterrestrial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, you're an alien. Thankyou for the love, hearts, sweetness and caring. I love you, bbay.&lt;/i&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/718536514553983061-4277549113220248433?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4277549113220248433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/youre-so-u-be-devil-could-you-be-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/4277549113220248433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/4277549113220248433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/youre-so-u-be-devil-could-you-be-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vt_HCxTXzs/TZagHdH5sAI/AAAAAAAAACs/2Ds0z3qsmjM/s72-c/Miss+Boomszxc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-718536514553983061.post-10293579344554969</id><published>2011-04-01T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:28:14.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqXhM4J17oY/TZWifCS0aFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gkpCFExDmGA/s1600/Picture+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqXhM4J17oY/TZWifCS0aFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gkpCFExDmGA/s320/Picture+008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;So much of 'BFF'. You end up leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I miss your jokes. I miss the way you text me. I miss the long on-the-phone conversations with you and &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;. You called me 'sayang' as a best friend and I called you 'dear' as a best friend. We shared truckloads of secrets. The day we met when I was still attached with &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; was awesome as I got to see you for the first time. You told &lt;i&gt;him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;that if &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;were to break up with me, I would be in your hands. As a stupid girl I am, I trusted you as a best friend. Then came the day 26 February 6:28PM when &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;left. I was broken-hearted. I expected you to ask if I was alright. Yet, you didn't. You were silent nowadays and I kept on wondering why. You told a big lie. The letters 'BFF' means best friend forever. So I guess 'forever' you and me didn't lasted. You're one &lt;b&gt;horrible &lt;/b&gt;ex-best friend. I have a feeling &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;told you something bad about me behind my back. It's pretty much obvious. But I heck care. You &lt;i&gt;were &lt;/i&gt;one of my awesome-best friend, now no longer, liar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;So yeah, somebody else replaced you. And he is &lt;i&gt;much &lt;/i&gt;better than you, idiot. My new BFF; Syabilo Minom Milo Makan Tomato. A Gaiety. A friend. An awesome one. Hehe (: Everyday when he come to school, the first thing he did or I did was yeah, smile. ^^ Best friend mah. Hahaha. I can be crazy around him. When I'm down, he'll be the first to approach me and ask if I was alright. He make my mood go up and O.K. When we text, we talk crap. We talk shit. But hey, that's how best friends are, right? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Dear Apis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Reading this? Good. It's about me and your ex-girlfr. Look, I know you had a rough break-up with her, but you still have to put up a smile. Thinking about her is not gonna make you feel any better. A friend used to tell me to forgive and move on in life. So, I'm&amp;nbsp;advising&amp;nbsp;you the same thing; Forgive her and move on. They'll be plenty of girls waiting for you out there, I promise. (: With your smokin' guitar skills and drumming skills, I bet &lt;i&gt;a lot &lt;/i&gt;of girls is willing to have you cause normally girls tend to look for guys with skills. Don't worry. Another thing I wanna tell you is that I'm sorry I didn't accept your steady relationship. I have a lot of reasons why. Lately I only told you one; Too risky. Now I'll tell you another reason. You're just not &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;my type. And that day when I told you I liked you &lt;b&gt;a bit&lt;/b&gt;, it's because of how sweet and gentle you are. It's hard to love someone else after I broke up with &lt;i&gt;him. &lt;/i&gt;But, don't be sad. We're still good and awesome people. (: ^^&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/718536514553983061-10293579344554969?l=fifteen-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/10293579344554969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-much-of-bff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/10293579344554969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/718536514553983061/posts/default/10293579344554969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifteen-forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-much-of-bff.html' title=''/><author><name>Asyikin Luh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15375058789234894639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FP6nNZltW7A/TPom0g1ar8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y4Pras-c0Gk/S220/Picture%2B013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqXhM4J17oY/TZWifCS0aFI/AAAAAAAAACo/gkpCFExDmGA/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
