<?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-17313271</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:51:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...If my dreams come true...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114717413002659288</id><published>2006-05-09T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T04:30:38.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting married??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I strongly believe he is the one...Always pray for the best in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114717413002659288?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114717413002659288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114717413002659288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114717413002659288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114717413002659288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/05/getting-married.html' title='Getting married??!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114357497880870301</id><published>2006-03-28T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T11:48:30.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulmate..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time there are a teacher and his student lay down under the big tree near the big grass area. Then suddently the student asked the teacher,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Student : Teacher, I'm confuse how we find our soulmate. Can you please help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "Silent for few second, than he answer"&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's pretty hard and easy question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : "THINK HARD" Ha???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't you walk there but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautifull grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Well, ok then... wait for me...&lt;br /&gt;"Walk straight ahead to the grass field"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A few minutes later..."&lt;br /&gt;Studen't : I'm back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Em, well I don't see any beautiful grass on your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : On my journey, I found few beautifull grass, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm in the end of the field, and I hadn't pick any. Cause you told me not to go back, so I didn't goback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : That's what in real live happend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the message of this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;* Grass -- is people around you&lt;br /&gt;* Beautifull Grass -- is people that attract you&lt;br /&gt;* Grass Field -- is time--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In looking for your soulmate, please don't always compare and hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you'll waste your lifetime, cause remember "Time Never Goes Back".... So try to accept what he/she is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114357497880870301?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114357497880870301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114357497880870301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114357497880870301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114357497880870301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/soulmate.html' title='Soulmate..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114346908180495581</id><published>2006-03-27T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T06:18:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love game??!</title><content type='html'>I dunno how people can easily fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;For me, love is not a game..&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it for granted..&lt;br /&gt;Once u've been hurt..&lt;br /&gt;The wound stayed forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I will always pray for your happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Even u've hurt me so bad..&lt;br /&gt;Take care my friend..&lt;br /&gt;Hope u'll find that real someone..One day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114346908180495581?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114346908180495581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114346908180495581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114346908180495581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114346908180495581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-game.html' title='Love game??!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114303241743983186</id><published>2006-03-22T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T05:01:24.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???!!!</title><content type='html'>Why I have to face this hard phase of my life again??!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F * C K!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114303241743983186?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114303241743983186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114303241743983186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114303241743983186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114303241743983186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='Why???!!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114262777967256457</id><published>2006-03-17T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T12:38:06.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/cat%20love1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/cat%20love1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss loving you, and I miss you loving me. I know it's hopeless, but I want to go back to the way we used to be. Happy, loving, and not worried about anything. Maybe it's just in my dream. The truth is we will never be together again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114262777967256457?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114262777967256457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114262777967256457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114262777967256457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114262777967256457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114236317492698968</id><published>2006-03-14T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T11:06:14.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you love someone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"If you want something badly, let it go. If it's comes back to you, then it's going to be yours forever. If it doesn't then it's never going to be yours..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114236317492698968?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114236317492698968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114236317492698968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114236317492698968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114236317492698968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-you-love-someone.html' title='When you love someone..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114201176756258273</id><published>2006-03-10T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:31:01.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just hope to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And never awaken &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing left in this world &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could replace what you have taken....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114201176756258273?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114201176756258273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114201176756258273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114201176756258273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114201176756258273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-hope.html' title='My hope...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114168849408653669</id><published>2006-03-06T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T15:41:34.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/my%20friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/my%20friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 7-Mar-2006  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day, one friend asked another,&lt;br /&gt;"How is it that you are always so happy?&lt;br /&gt;You have so much energy,&lt;br /&gt;and you never seem to get down." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With her eyes smiling, she said,&lt;br /&gt;"I know the Secret.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you all about it,&lt;br /&gt;but you have to promise to&lt;br /&gt;share the Secret with others." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Secret is this:&lt;br /&gt;All I do is live a simple life,&lt;br /&gt;have some really good friends,&lt;br /&gt;a happy family and enjoy nature.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned most of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't need half of what I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;With the above thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I learned the 'Secret' to a happy life." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The questioner's first thought was,&lt;br /&gt;"That's too simple!"&lt;br /&gt;But upon reflecting over her own life,&lt;br /&gt;she recalled how she thought a bigger house&lt;br /&gt;would make her happy, but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;She thought a better paying job&lt;br /&gt;would make her happy, but it hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;When did she realize her greatest happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the floor with her nephews and nieces,&lt;br /&gt;playing games, eating pizza or reading them a story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please tell someone the Secret too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114168849408653669?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114168849408653669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114168849408653669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114168849408653669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114168849408653669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/03/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114107618087641217</id><published>2006-02-27T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:48:17.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is Bliss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/Ignorance%20is%20Bliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/Ignorance%20is%20Bliss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If ignorance is bliss, why aren't more people happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114107618087641217?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114107618087641217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114107618087641217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114107618087641217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114107618087641217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/02/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance is Bliss...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-114094260808687922</id><published>2006-02-26T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:30:08.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musim berlalu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Musim Berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;by Anuar Zain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Melewati hari-hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Aku rasa sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kian lama menyendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jiwa yang tak terisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Merenung ke dalam diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ku rasa kekosongan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Segala yang kumiliki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Makin jauh pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Di suatu masa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hidupku bahagia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tika hadirmu dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ke dalam duniaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Di bawah awan kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Pernah bersatu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Menjalinkan rasa rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Semusim yang berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Semua kini tak lagi kutemu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Saat denganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yang semakin jauh ditelan waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kenangan lalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bersemadi dalam jiwa ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kekal bersemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sebuah cinta abadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Aku menyusuri waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dengan rasa rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Pada senyum dan tangismu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Semusim yang berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Aku benar merasai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hilangmu tak berganti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sejarahmu yang gemilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kan tetap di ingatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Aku rasa sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tanpa kau di sisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sering terbayang setiap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kenangan bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tempuhi segalanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114094260808687922?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114094260808687922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114094260808687922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/marien%20platz%20city%20hall%20fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/marien%20platz%20city%20hall%20fountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 5, 2006 - taken by my bestfren at Marien Platz City Hall, Munchen..I like it! :D nice one..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114082891258925603?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114082891258925603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114082891258925603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hm my sleeping problem. Terasa mcm sakit pun ada, tension la bila nak tido..tak boleh tido pulak. What should I do??!! Rasa mcm nak telan sleeping pills pun ada..Hehe, tapi takutla pulak nanti addicted (setiap kali nak tido kena telan..jadi routine plak, mampussss!!). Last week, I think 2 days jugak tak tido. On last thurs, I went back home at 9am..mandi and ready to sleep. Huh..I couldn't sleep, just baring and bergolek sampai 4 jam. Until dah tak boleh tahan, terus bangun kemas rumah, basuh baju etc (ni apa yg I selalu buat when I feel tensed up :D). After 2 hours mengemas, I rasa fresh balik..terus pegi ofis. Keja lagi..bosan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu, on last saturday nite..I felt sleepy at 11pm. My cousin pulak ajak tengok movie..one of afdlin shauki punya movie. Bodoh gila nak mampus!! At the end, rupanya..I yang tengok sorang. My cousin dah ntah ke mana-mana (fell asleep dengan jayanya...) I jer yang terkebil-kebil sorang. I tried to sleep at 230am..berjaya! Unfortunately, terjaga at 4am..terus tak boleh tido balik. I bangun and tengok astro (movie title NEMESIS GAME, it's kinda weird..huh). I tried untuk tido balik at 7am, after subuh..tak berjaya jugak. Then my dad ajak pegi test drive keta idaman I..hehe, memang excited sangat sampai terus tak mengantuk. I pengsan or called tertido at 3pm..tak sedar diri sampai 8pm bila semua orang dalam rumah datang kejutkan (my cousin, my mom, my sis, my nephew) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, I got another problem too. Maybe rentetan dari peristiwa yang tak diundang :) mcm cerita sastera pulak. I don't know how is my life after this. I am scared to face the reality..I am counting days!! Yes, I am still crying before I fall asleep..almost everyday..I don't know why I keep asking myself,&lt;br /&gt;"Why all of this should happened..???!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, don't love somebody too much. It will hurts you..very deep and you will live with it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-114052014033730402?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/114052014033730402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=114052014033730402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114052014033730402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/114052014033730402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/02/problemproblem.html' title='Problem..problem..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113934478283570398</id><published>2006-02-07T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:59:39.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T FORGET ABOUT US..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/don"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/don%27t%20forget%20about%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I love this song..&lt;br /&gt;Someone dedicated this song to me :) Thanks a lot!! Sayang u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T FORGET ABOUT US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Intro:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Don't forget about us)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No baby, no baby, no baby no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My baby boy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just let it die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With no goodbyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Details don't matter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We both paid the price&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears in my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It'd be like that baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bridge 1]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now everytime I see you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pretend I'm fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I wanna reach out to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I turn and I walk and I let it ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby I must confess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were bigger than anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember us at our best &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And don't forget about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late nights, playin' in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And wakin' up inside my arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy, you'll always be in my heart and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You still want it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't forget about us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just speaking from experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing can compare to your first true love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I hope this will remind you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it's for real, it's forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't forget about us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh they say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you're in a new relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we both know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing comes close to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we had, it perseveres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That we both can't forget it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How good we used to get it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Bridge 2]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's only one me and you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And how we used to shine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter what you go through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are one, that's a fact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you can't deny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So baby we just can't let &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fire pass us by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever we'd both regret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't forget about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus][Rap]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if she's got your head all messed up now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's the trickery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bet she can't do like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She'll never be MCBaby don't you, don't you forget about us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No baby, no baby, no baby no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it's for real, it's forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't forget about us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113934478283570398?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113934478283570398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113934478283570398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113934478283570398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113934478283570398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-forget-about-us.html' title='DON&apos;T FORGET ABOUT US..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113934439915297794</id><published>2006-02-07T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T17:08:10.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite song!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/all%20about%20us1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/all%20about%20us1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOMENASAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by TATU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I thought wasn't mine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the light &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was one of a kind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A precious pearl &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I wanted to cry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't cause I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wasn't allowed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai for everything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai, I know I let you down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai till the end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I do now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I thought wasn't all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So innocent &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was a delicate doll &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of porcelain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I wanted to call you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ask you for help &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stopped myself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai for everything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai, I know I let you down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai till the end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I do now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I thought was a dream &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An mirage &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was as real as it seemed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A privilege &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I wanted to tell you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made a mistake &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walked away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai for everything &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai, Gomen nasai, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never needed a friend, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I do now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai, I let you down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai, Gomen nasai, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomen nasai till the end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never needed a friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I do now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113934439915297794?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113934439915297794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113934439915297794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113934439915297794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113934439915297794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/02/favourite-song.html' title='Favourite song!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113926232204263209</id><published>2006-02-06T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:45:22.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired!!</title><content type='html'>My sleeping time - siang, my working time - malam. It sounds crazy but that is the reality. I have to face it everyday since I joined this function. Yeah, I don't like this kind of life. I want to be a normal person..but I have to search for another option first. Huh..Last 2 weeks is the hardest time of all!! I have to let my best buddy go to other function and welcome another buddy (of course not my fav) to my function. What can I say..I have to face it. Hmm this is the reality..which makes me sick! But I will try my very best to do it..and face it..Even I don't like it!! Phewsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend on Chinese New Year holiday, pegi langkawi. Hmm lama tak spent time with my family. Finally, they decided utk pegi langkawi on that holiday. Best best, terus mlm tu tido tak lena. On that Sunday morning, bangun punyalah awal..around 6am sebab nak pegi langkawi. Sampai jer kat Kuala Perlis, makk oiii!! Orang ramai gila..mcm semut. And of course, semua org queue utk beli tiket nak pegi pulau tu..hehe termasuklah my mom and I. Dah la at that time baru pukul 1030am, tiket feri @1230pm. We all pegi makan2, then lepak2 at the jetty sampai la 1230pm. Sampai langkawi, lain pulak citer. Huh..Dpt kereta pukul 530pm, punyalah lama lepak jetty langkawi tu..dah la under renovation..buhsan!! After that baru holiday kat Pulau Langkawi bermula...hehe, nothing interesting, just the cable car at Gunung Matcincang tu jer yg best. On monday, dah balik penang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays, seperti biasa..kerja kerja kerja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I went to refreshment class for my scuba diving license. Nothing much, just a refreshment in the pool at bukit jambul golf  &amp; country club. I went with shima, hm she's kewl!! She's open..we had a talked and yes, I like her style..I can talk about anything with her. She is my scuba partner now!! :D Now, I can start dive again..Hmm Pulau Redang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, malas nak buat kerja..Huhu :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113926232204263209?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113926232204263209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113926232204263209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113926232204263209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113926232204263209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-tired.html' title='I am tired!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113840121607111054</id><published>2006-01-27T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T03:05:32.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the blue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/out%20of%20the%20blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/out%20of%20the%20blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the same day, out of the blue..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 Jan 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.33pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend just dropped me an email and mentioned about my name..&lt;br /&gt;"..beautiful name.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 Jan 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.55pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while one of my suppliers respond to my email and mentioned about the same thing..&lt;br /&gt;"Nice to talk to you, too. You have a very beautiful name. :-) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm thanks to my parents..they are the one who gave me this beautiful name..I am flattered!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113840121607111054?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113840121607111054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113840121607111054' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113840121607111054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113840121607111054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the blue..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113830461354616744</id><published>2006-01-26T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:02:51.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesilapan atau Kebetulan..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I really think that you just don't appreciate my love. Maybe that is my kesilapan, always put my expectation on other people. I thought I know you well but I just don't. I've given you my heart but it seems not enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been through..I can say as the toughest time in my life. To see you again..hm I don't want to put any hope. Deep inside my heart, I just hope..I will never see you again but..I want you to know that I still missing and loving you. I just want you to be happy everytime and everyday. Maybe by not seeing me again will give you the freedom that you are searching for. May all your wishes come true. It comes truly from the bottom of my heart. I always pray for your success and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really think..it is not our fault. Ini satu kebetulan which I think we should accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Mariah Carey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;In my sleepless solitude tonight&lt;br /&gt;If it’s wrong to love you&lt;br /&gt;Then my heart just won’t let me right&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ve drowned in you&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t pull through&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I’d risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby can you feel me&lt;br /&gt;Imagining I’m looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see you clearly&lt;br /&gt;Vividly emblazoned in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And yet you’re so far&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant star&lt;br /&gt;I’m wishing on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I’d risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all to have&lt;br /&gt;Just one more night with you&lt;br /&gt;I’d risk my life to feel&lt;br /&gt;Your body next to mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;Living in the memory of our song&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my all for your love tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give my all for your love Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and sleep tight dear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113830461354616744?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113830461354616744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113830461354616744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113830461354616744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113830461354616744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/kesilapan-atau-kebetulan.html' title='Kesilapan atau Kebetulan..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113799601373575936</id><published>2006-01-22T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:00:13.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend..</title><content type='html'>Hm here I am, in the office again. After 2 days off, saturday n sunday. Tak puas lagi weekend, dah kena mai ofis balik. Actually today kedah public holiday (Sultan's birthday..), eventually I pun dok cuti ni..hm talking about logic here, I don't think I akan tenteram go for window shop when in my head asyik teringat kerja aja..:D huh, I don't believe this..Lately, I am so workoholic!! This is one of the way untuk mengelakkan my mind dok fikir about sad things..so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I spent my time with syim and my cousin. Yeah, we are getting closer..we are sharing our same interests such as window shop, hiking, swiming, etc (still finding something new to share with them..)  :D I think the reason why we can get closer is we are all ex-mrsm..there is a lot of things, which I rasa..our level of thinking sama..hmm that's why..We shared almost everything. Yes, I like being with them..eventho somehow I feel like something missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is really a good swimmer..I never know about this before until yesterday. She really show her swimming skills :D she is really good!! I am not that good but I determined to be as good as her..Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syim just finished her car pretest yesterday..and she is confident with herself untuk lulus her real test this coming friday. I hope she will get her licence asap!! Huh..risau aja, takut dia kena tahan polis or jpj..dahla kecik..hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh talking about weekend, hmm at home..my elder sis macam moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom "Apa kena tu..dok perli2 orang pulak??.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom pun cerita dah lama dia tak balik SP. My brother in-law pulak..dah berapa hari tak balik my my mom's house..peliklah!! I don't know what is their problem but come on..they are husband and wife..so they need to discuss about this things la!! I don't like to interrupt into their life story but then I feel so frustrated when a marriage and a family which they had built..not been appreciated. They should think to make things better..not trying to get it worse. And I really don't agree if my parents masuk campur..I always remind my mom on this..Diorang dah besar, they should think logically. They are adults, they should know how to handle their problems. Ohh, one more thing..communication is the important thing in a marriage life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've heard about marriage life yang tak okay aja..my ex-boyfren pun sama. I don't know what is his problem with his wife but hm..they should think about it again before they come out with any decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm maybe I should think about it again. It's okay, there is still time for me to get away and find someone who is suitable for me. I am not that good but I will try to be a good wife to my beloved husband..haha :D ntah bila masa akan tiba..I know I have to face everything in life..Life is interesting!! It will become more interesting when we can share it with someone we love with all our heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113799601373575936?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113799601373575936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113799601373575936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113799601373575936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113799601373575936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113779440353969545</id><published>2006-01-20T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T14:00:03.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need someone to talk to!!</title><content type='html'>Jan 20, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Amylea still in the office..gila apa!! It's nearly 6am..go back lohhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got storylah..nak citer nak citer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we call life..heh ;) pretty interesting. Sometimes we really need someone to talk to. Hm that's happened to me..like right now. Sangat terasa nak bercakap with somebody but unfortunely this is their bed time.."apa la aku ni, sedar diri tak waktu keja tu bukan waktu normal orang bekerja (Hm yeah..WOW!! Ini dah time tido..eh silap..ni dah time orang nak bangun solat subuh lah!!)"..ni dok tengah marah diri sendiri la ni..uwaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened today ekk?? hmm nothing much..ohh, balik kerja semalam sangat tak boleh tido. That "someone" pulak dok sms me, hm malas nak layan..tapi sebab satu hari je dia keja malam, so layanlah dia sms sampai la time nak tido pun nak ajak pegi breakfast (Hello, jauh la..mcm mana nak fetch aku nak pegi breakfast..kutt yer pun!) Hehe..yer yer je aku ni, kalau that "someone" dekat pun..hm macam malas jer nak layan! Rasa kesian jer kat dia not suka or 'love' jauh sekali..tapi dia baik!! Huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak boleh tido tu, i kacau la one of my besfren's bestfren! Ask her "Where r u?? Dah balik belum..". Sebab macam lama jer tak sembang dengan dia. Eventho I hope I will not see her again, tapi hey..I am not that cruel lah!! I used to call her 'Angel' because of one interesting incident..Don't want to look back!! :D But I will write it on this blog when I become normal again (I mean when I recover sepenuhnya..I wish for that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh my goodness!! It's already 6am, aku tak  solat Isyak lagi ni. Baru teringat..better move my butt now!! Hurry up...tata :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaa..yeaaaa..tomorooww dah weekenddd..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113779440353969545?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113779440353969545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113779440353969545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113779440353969545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113779440353969545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-need-someone-to-talk-to.html' title='I need someone to talk to!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113769877614911912</id><published>2006-01-19T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:26:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am feeling lonely..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Behind These Hazel Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Kelly Clarkson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You were a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to stand so tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to be so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your arms around me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything, it felt so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm barely hanging on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Opened up and let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made me feel alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For once in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now all that's left of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is what I pretend to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So together, but so broken up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm barely hangin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swallow me then spit me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For hating you, I blame myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeing you it kills me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I don't cry on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : hazel eyes??!! :D haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113769877614911912?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113769877614911912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113769877614911912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113769877614911912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113769877614911912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-feeling-lonely.html' title='I am feeling lonely..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113753560792596957</id><published>2006-01-17T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:08:39.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings...</title><content type='html'>Talking about feelings..hm i'm so fragile! I cannot stand when it comes to feelings..which always make me down..I cried almost everyday but hm just only me myself know what I felt inside..Yes, all ppls around me said that I'm strong..I look strong but nobody knows..Hm the other side of me is not that strong..I am so weak..Only Allah knows everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113753560792596957?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113753560792596957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113753560792596957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113753560792596957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113753560792596957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/feelings.html' title='Feelings...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113719189736815322</id><published>2006-01-13T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:38:17.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my heart?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still thinking, missing and loving you so much..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good nite..Have a good nite sleep!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113719189736815322?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113719189736815322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113719189736815322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113719189736815322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113719189736815322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-is-my-heart.html' title='Where is my heart?!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113701599574760557</id><published>2006-01-11T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:46:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/cat%20love.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/cat%20love.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they in love or they are just making love??!! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I miss u alot my meow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113701599574760557?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113701599574760557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113701599574760557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113701599574760557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113701599574760557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113701520301535740</id><published>2006-01-11T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:33:23.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Moods...up and down</title><content type='html'>Job, hmm i like my job but rite now..huh, so busy. All confirmation need to be done ASAP! All files keep coming..how can i manage myself to closed it all...I can do it but yeah, i need time too. I am just human..they shud understand lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i heard this song @MTV this evening. I kinda like it lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I still..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Backstreetboys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you still the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or did you change somehow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this very moment when I think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How we were young and stupid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how I fight it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't deny it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still care about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still feel you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm right beside you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now look at me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead of moving on, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I refuse to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm stuck in a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That wasn't meant to last (to last)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've tried to fight it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't deny it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't even know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I still need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still care about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still feel you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm right beside you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish I could find you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like you found me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I would never let you go (without you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though everything's been said and done (yeah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I'm right beside you (like I'm right beside you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still no (still no word) word from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113701520301535740?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113701520301535740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113701520301535740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113701520301535740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113701520301535740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-moodsup-and-down.html' title='My Moods...up and down'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113622476491393272</id><published>2006-01-02T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T09:59:24.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua UntukMU</title><content type='html'>This song i dedicated to someone I love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEMUA UNTUKMU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Anuar Zain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengarlah bisikan angin bayu&lt;br /&gt;Dengarlah bisikan ooo hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan sebuah melodi cinta murni&lt;br /&gt;Semua adalah untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun dalam lautku selami&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun tinggi gunungku daki&lt;br /&gt;Kurela tempuhi rintangan yang ada&lt;br /&gt;Semua demi cinta suci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa dirimu hidup tak bererti&lt;br /&gt;Tahukah kau cintaku murni&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;Dirimu tiada ganti&lt;br /&gt;Akan ku berjanji oh aku berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Semua adalah untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa dirimu hidup tak bererti&lt;br /&gt;Tahukah kau cintaku murni&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;Dirimu tiada ganti&lt;br /&gt;Akan ku berjanji oh aku berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Segala harapan tersemat di jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Semoga kau sentiasa di sisi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113622476491393272?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113622476491393272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113622476491393272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113622476491393272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113622476491393272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/semua-untukmu.html' title='Semua UntukMU'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113622401246885599</id><published>2006-01-02T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:37:37.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping..Shopping..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/shopping.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/shopping.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm christmas n new year sale is about to finish..byk lagi menda nak beli ni :D haha. Td baru jer p shopping, esok mcm nak shopping lagi lah..tp kalau ikutkan hati maunya mati kempunan bulan ni, hehe..duit abis shopping, gaji pulak maybe lambat next month..huh, penat keja..g&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aji plak lambat..ni nak amuk ni!! silap ari bulan tukar jadi kaler hijau..incredible hulk!!! muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi, I got a date with this guy. Hmm dah lama x jumpa, member lama. Dulu kurus, skarang..wow, tembamnya!! Terkejut gaks but wat to say..diri sendiri pun apa kurangnya..hahaha :D so terus topic gemuk, how ktorg gemuk, mcm mana nak slim balik..hehe, pastu baru topic about work, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, birthday my fren's younger sis. Hm i p toys r us, belikan sumthing cute for her..hehe :) so cute, mcm rasa nak ada jugak lah!! Tomorrow baru boleh bagi kat dia..Sorry lah, I am late!! Ingat nak bagi today, tp x sempat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow start keja, malasnya. Byk lagi keja yg belum habis. Huh..mesti esok monyok jerr :( sendiri mau ingatlah!! Bosan bosan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113622401246885599?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113622401246885599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113622401246885599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113622401246885599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113622401246885599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/shoppingshopping.html' title='Shopping..Shopping..'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113610564547239176</id><published>2006-01-01T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:22:40.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/new%20year.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/new%20year.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Jan 2006 - Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new year day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnite&lt;br /&gt;I jus watching tv in my room, how ppl out there celebrating new year. Hmm its not much different, every year is almost d same. So I changed the channel and finally chose to watch 'LORD OF THE RING, The fellowship of the Ring' at TV2. I watched it until 1am and started reading my storybook again 'BUKAN PUTERI LINDUNGAN BULAN'. It's a nice storybook lah. It's about pergolakan keluarga ternama...Yeah, that's we call life. I sleep at 330am...Hope tomorrow is a new day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at 7am, solat. Still mengantuk, hmm wish sum1 'Happy New Year' since she's just celebrating it (late 7 hours than Msia). I continue tido until 12pm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon&lt;br /&gt;So bored...mandi, makan, watching tv, surfing internet...it's raining outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the same thing...Nothing much happen in my new day in a new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEW YEAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year come and go&lt;br /&gt;May this year be the best year ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look back&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be a memory&lt;br /&gt;A memory of you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always pray for our future&lt;br /&gt;Hope we will find happiness in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we will care about each other&lt;br /&gt;Even tomorrow is not yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our New Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113610564547239176?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113610564547239176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113610564547239176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113610564547239176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113610564547239176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-2006.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR 2006!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113596856440083395</id><published>2005-12-30T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T09:22:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Lasts Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing Lasts Forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just see how fast time flies&lt;br /&gt;It was only three years ago we met&lt;br /&gt;And it was two years ago we get closer&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;And called each other bestfriends&lt;br /&gt;that's one thing in life I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those years we spent with each other&lt;br /&gt;Meant the most thing to me&lt;br /&gt;The day when we're forced to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will be so full, I doubt you will miss to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just have way too many memories&lt;br /&gt;So many of your secrets lay within my ear&lt;br /&gt;So many times we forgave each other&lt;br /&gt;For hearing things we didn't want to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;that only you and I would get&lt;br /&gt;I know we've had some bad times&lt;br /&gt;But all of them we both regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what I would do&lt;br /&gt;without you so very close&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the friends that left me&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll enjoy these last few years though&lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;I'm just afraid in the future we'll find out&lt;br /&gt;That nothing lasts forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113596856440083395?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113596856440083395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113596856440083395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113596856440083395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113596856440083395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/nothing-lasts-forever.html' title='Nothing Lasts Forever'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113587963646922466</id><published>2005-12-29T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T10:07:16.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I look like a BANKER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY...huh, everybody is working for money. But i'm not sure why, kita suka habiskan our money. I mean we shud think about our future too..like SAVINGS, sometimes we shud think mcm mana if kita tak kerja, takde duit n dats the toughest time..we will really need money! I dunno wats wrong with d ppl around me..do i look like a banker?? am i like a bankerr?? hmm..do i look like a rich girl?? hmm..i dun wear branded things, only shoes maybe (haha..influenced by my dear fren!). I dun mind wearing baju or jeans murah..asalkan selesa. But still..hmm maybe i'm the most trusted fren. Yeah, it could be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113587963646922466?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113587963646922466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113587963646922466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113587963646922466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113587963646922466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-i-look-like-banker.html' title='Do I look like a BANKER?'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113533787441423974</id><published>2005-12-23T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T03:37:54.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice shot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/nice%20shot.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/nice%20shot.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of the nicest pics dat my fren had taken...I just love it! I've started taking pics again after few months rest...I mean I've started fully used my camera again. I think I shud get a better one lah! I just dun satisfied with the quality of my 4.1MP NIKON camera! Hmm but when it comes to money, I have to think about it again...maybe one day, I'll get myself a good one. I will make myself satisfied lah! Dun wory...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113533787441423974?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113533787441423974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113533787441423974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113533787441423974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113533787441423974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/nice-shot.html' title='Nice shot!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113441361645392924</id><published>2005-12-12T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T10:53:36.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/europe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/europe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Date : Dec 12, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunrise at 7:36am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunset at 4:00pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;International country code : +43 (Austria)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Latitude : 48° 13' North&lt;br /&gt;Longitude : 16° 22' East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in Europe now..I miss u so much lah!&lt;br /&gt;Take care..Have fun! I am happy for you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113441361645392924?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113441361645392924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113441361645392924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113441361645392924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113441361645392924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/europe.html' title='Europe'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113394058266407475</id><published>2005-12-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:37:58.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/hoobastank.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/hoobastank.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Song : The Reasons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By : Hoobastank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm not a perfect person, As many things I wish I didn't do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But I continue learning, I never meant to do those things to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And so I have to say before I go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That I just want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've found a reason for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;o change who I used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A reason to start over new,and the reason is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you, It's something I must live with everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all the pain I put you through, I wish that I could take it all away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears, Thats why I need you to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've found a resaon for me, To change who I used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A reason to start over new,and the reason is You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm not a perfect person, I never meant to do those things to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And so I have to say before I go, That I just want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've found a reason for me, To change who I used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A reason to start over new,and the reason is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've found a reason to show, A side of me you didn't know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A reason for all that I do,And the reason is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113394058266407475?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113394058266407475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113394058266407475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113394058266407475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113394058266407475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/reasons.html' title='The Reasons'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113388190059461919</id><published>2005-12-06T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:11:40.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partner in life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/holding%20hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/holding%20hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know why God created gap between fingers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So that someday the one who is made for you comes and fill those gaps by holding your hands forever&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113388190059461919?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113388190059461919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113388190059461919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113388190059461919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113388190059461919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/partner-in-life.html' title='Partner in life...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113344691971988437</id><published>2005-12-01T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T06:21:59.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Analysis...haha :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This is my result;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who you really are?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a person who is willing to share.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a bit more choosy on friends and only hangout with those whom you think are on the same frequency.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you want in your life is half fulfilled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are weak in your life and tends to be fragile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone case!! super high sex drive!! can't live without sex...hahaha :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have a few good friends in your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your last relationship is not a good one and is not memorable to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When your partner is around, you will stick around with him/her most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have an average ego.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A humble personality is in you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You get average bond with your friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your partner is only average in your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your partner is a very homely and humble person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will go to your friends whenever you are met with problems.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113344691971988437?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113344691971988437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113344691971988437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113344691971988437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113344691971988437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/12/self-analysishaha-d.html' title='Self Analysis...haha :D'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113337535414039019</id><published>2005-11-30T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T10:29:14.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there any true friendship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/friendship.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/friendship.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;are we friends, or are we not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;you told me once, but i forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tell me now, and tell me true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so i can say, i'm here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;all of the friends i've ever met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;you are the one i won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and if i die before you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i'll go to heaven, and wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i'll give the angels, back their wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and risk the loss, of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;just to prove my friendship is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to have a friend, a friend like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Loren Heath, Friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if i had never met u, i wouldn't like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if i didn't like you, i wouldn't love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if i didn't love you, i wouldn't miss u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but i did, i do and i will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a part of you has grown in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;together forever we shall be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;never apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;maybe in distance but never in heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i've learned in my lifetime so far that you can't help who you fall for and no matter how hard you try and &lt;em&gt;how much it hurts you everyday&lt;/em&gt; that you just wanna be with them or just talk to them you never stop trying to make them happy by the little things you say or do because thats what makes your life worth going on for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113337535414039019?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113337535414039019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113337535414039019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113337535414039019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113337535414039019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-there-any-true-friendship.html' title='Is there any true friendship?'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113329548255797589</id><published>2005-11-29T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:22:57.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Rose...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/rose.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/rose.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Rose.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Always keep in mind.. You are not alone.. I will always here for you.. Now and forever.. Until the end of time.. Love you dearly.. Take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113329548255797589?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113329548255797589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113329548255797589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113329548255797589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113329548255797589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-name-is-rose.html' title='My name is Rose...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113321348283772795</id><published>2005-11-28T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:40:26.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doe a deer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/coffee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/coffee.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lost when i cannot see u..cannot hear ur voice everyday..Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113321348283772795?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113321348283772795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113321348283772795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113321348283772795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113321348283772795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/doe-deer.html' title='doe a deer...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113199648113071267</id><published>2005-11-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:38:59.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insaf &amp; Taubat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/matahari.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's over 1 conversation via sms;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : Kadang2 Allah hilangkan sekejap matahari, Kemudian Dia datangkan pula guruh dan kilat, Puas kita menangis mencari mana matahari kita, Rupanya Allah nak hadiahkan kita pelangi yang indah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M : I dun knw ur heart but I hope pelangi yg Allah hadiahkan x akan melekakan. Jadikan matahari, hujan, guruh &amp; kilat sbg dugaan. Bertaubatlah selagi pintu itu masih terbuka..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A : Thank you, dear. I really appreciate it. y life choices hv 2b so tough..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M : Bcoz ure d chosen 1..Allah nak jadikan kita orang2 yg x lupakan Dia &amp;amp; kuat dlm menghadapi dugaan2nya. I hope I kuat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113199648113071267?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113199648113071267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113199648113071267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113199648113071267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113199648113071267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/insaf-taubat.html' title='Insaf &amp; Taubat...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113173661538627818</id><published>2005-11-11T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:40:14.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE SONG...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CAMELIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rindu Padanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak terpandang wajahmu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hatiku bertanya selalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siapa dia mengikat pandanganku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seringkali dia berlalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Di hadapan dan menyapaku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sehingga hatiku seringkali merindu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak dapat ku melupakan dirinya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terbayang wajahmu di mataku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ingin ku tanya namanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi hatiku rasa malu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak terucapkan walau sepatah kata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkinkah diriku telah dilamun cinta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh... hatiku resah selalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haruskah aku menyatakan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perasaanku kepadanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkinkah dia kini telah berpunya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getar hati makin terasa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila terdengar suara dan bertentang mata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ku bagaikan bebunga kehujanan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Berkembang mekar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Di setiap ketika &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tidur malamku tak lena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asyik teringat padanya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bilakah mentari memancarkan cahaya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanyalah dirinya bermain diingatan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh...tuhan ku rindu padanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113173661538627818?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113173661538627818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113173661538627818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113173661538627818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113173661538627818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/cute-song.html' title='CUTE SONG...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113154826732705162</id><published>2005-11-09T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:41:31.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/broken%20heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/broken%20heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so sad and so depressed - my heart has broken but I know I am not alone. Just about everyone experiences the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/en_espanol/mente/broken_heart_esp.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;type of grief we call heartbreak at one time or another - and some people seem to have their hearts broken many times throughout their lives. Sometimes it feels like all those songs about broken hearts were written just for me and my situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things can caused heartbreak. People describe heartbreak as a feeling of heaviness, emptiness, and sadness. So do I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end our relationship since we had a different path in life...I admit it! Now, I am trying all the tips below to help myself to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tips that might help recovering from heartbreak;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share your feelings&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people find that sharing their feelings with someone they trust - someone who recognizes what they're going through - helps them feel better. That could mean talking over all the things you feel, even having a good cry on the shoulder of a comforting friend or family member. Others find they heal better if they hang out and do the things they normally enjoy, like seeing a movie or going to a concert, to take their minds off the hurt. Sometimes people who mean well but don't understand the depths of your hurt may try to cheer you up with statements like "you'll get over it" or "you'll meet someone else." These people are probably trying to help in the only way they know. But if you feel like someone can't relate to what you're going through or is dismissive of your feelings, find someone more sympathetic to talk to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take good care of yourself&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A broken heart can be very stressful so don't let the rest of your body get broken, too. Get lots of sleep, eat healthy foods, and exercise regularly to minimize stress and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="link0" href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/your_mind/mental_health/depression.html" name="link0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;depression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and give your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="link1" href="http://kidshealth.org/teen/question/emotions/self_esteem.html" name="link1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;self-esteem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; a boost. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember what's good about you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes people with broken hearts start to blame themselves for what's happened. They may be really down on themselves, exaggerating their faults as though they did something to deserve the unhappiness they're experiencing. If you find this happening to you, nip it in the bud! Remind yourself of your good qualities, and if you can't think of them because your broken heart is clouding your view, get your friends to help you remember what's good about you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep yourself busy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes this is difficult when you're coping with sadness and grief, but it really helps. This is a great time to redecorate your room or try a new hobby. That doesn't mean you shouldn't think about what happened - working things through in our minds is all part of the healing process - it just means you should focus on other things, too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give yourself time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t takes time for sadness to go away. Almost everyone thinks they won't feel normal again, but the human spirit is amazing - and the heartbreak almost always heals after a while. But how long will that take? That depends on what caused your heartbroken feeling, how you deal with loss, and how quickly you tend to bounce back from things. Mending a broken heart can take a couple of days to many weeks - and sometimes even months.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I hope everything will be over. I am trying my very best to be normal again. Everyday I have to hear this song to make me feel better. My dear, I trust every words that come from you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye My Lover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by James Blunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;br /&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;br /&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;br /&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;br /&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed your lips and held your head.&lt;br /&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;br /&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;br /&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;br /&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;br /&gt;Remember us and all we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;br /&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my lover&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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/17313271-113154826732705162?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113154826732705162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113154826732705162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113154826732705162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113154826732705162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart?'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113083434453204937</id><published>2005-11-01T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:45:04.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished Work...!!</title><content type='html'>"Happy Deepavali guys"&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/paperwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/paperwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been long, i tak dress up like today untuk pergi ofis. Today i just come for OT, it's unfinished work - it will stop when u resign :). Its quite long actually i didn't dressed up until i rasa malu utk berjalan alone from parking lot to our dept..hehe. I never feel this way before..so uncomfortable with that feeling but i love to dress up like this!! i feel so brand new...i mean the feeling and the ppl around me are different now. Am i see the ppl in a different way now??! hmm i dunno...but the only thing i know is, i used to be like this before...this is &lt;strong&gt;TRUE ME&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be changed in a few seconds but it depends on how we want to change it!! I love myself...I love to be me...Thanks my dear, for your support and giving me back my life...I really appreciate what you have done to me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113083434453204937?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113083434453204937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113083434453204937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113083434453204937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113083434453204937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/11/unfinished-work.html' title='Unfinished Work...!!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-113078867575094347</id><published>2005-10-31T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:17:28.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best Ramadhan &amp; 'Eid Mubarak'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/Eid%20Mubarak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/Eid%20Mubarak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm its been a while i did not blogging. There's a lot of interesting things happen during these few weeks when we are in 'bulan puasa'. I can't imagine how i can survive...hmm and i loss 3 kilos in a week! Fuhh...its tough but i have to face it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy last week, when i knw my bestfren got an offer from other company with better salary. But then, she has to fly to Germany for a training. Hmm dat makes me so sad. Suddenly, she also changed...i dunno wats wrong but she did changed. I was down until i can't sleep day/nite and loss my appetite. During this 'bulan puasa', she buat perangai until i can't hold it anymore. I try to confront her and finally..in one fine morning, i get the answer to everything. I finally satisfied and now we are trying our best to make things better. We appreciated each other much more better now. The problem we have to face now is..we have to find our path separately. She will be in Germany for two months, that means I will be apart from my bestfren for that long. She's everything to me...i mean it! She is the one who is really understand me. I don't like to fight with her...I adore and love her so much to see her in trouble! Now, she is busy preparing her things before fly to Germany. I promised her to go for Christmas and New Year 2006. I hope this year will be a good year of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy now with my life. Eid Mubarak will come in 3 days time...hmm i think this is the best Ramadhan and Eid Mubarak ever. I finally knw the meaning of true friendship! I hope she will be there for me forever..whenever I need her. We never knw our future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Dear My Beloved Friend : I love u so much..today and everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-113078867575094347?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/113078867575094347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=113078867575094347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113078867575094347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/113078867575094347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-ramadhan-eid-mubarak.html' title='The best Ramadhan &amp; &apos;Eid Mubarak&apos;...'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-112812241966265569</id><published>2005-09-30T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:45:35.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.E.E.K.E.N.D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;YES! It's already weekend... What i've done this week?! Hmm...not so sure. A lot actually but not so sure...Hmm a surprised party for me, yesterday on lunch hour - thanks a lot guys, i am so surprised!! - Jida, Za, Kak Lina, Kak Ina, Yasmin, Wana n Izmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My working time is 7pm to 430am. Now the wall clock shows at 710am...I am so exhausted. I need a break and long rest. Hmm, a fren of mine just came back from Johor yesterday. She wants to see my best fren and i. Maybe we will meet this evening but rite now, i really need a good day sleep now - zZZzzZZz! For u guys out there (same shift as me)...hmm i know how u feel. I don't have life...i need a life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, time to go to bed now. Happy weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gutnite Meow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-112812241966265569?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/112812241966265569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=112812241966265569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/112812241966265569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/112812241966265569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/09/weekend.html' title='W.E.E.K.E.N.D'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17313271.post-112810916744895783</id><published>2005-09-30T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:46:01.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BLOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/1600/25th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3726/1666/320/25th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here i start again...i lost my pswd for my first and foremost blog! Arghhh...i think my brain doesn't work well lah recently. I always lost a part of my memory. It should be here (in my head) but when i tried to think back, uhoh...i can't! It's so serious...!! I just feel like shout and blame myself on this. I think my job and my day make my memory a bit loss here n there...Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we celebrated a fren's 31st birthday at her unplanned party. She seems so happy and got a big teddy bear from all of us. She treated us for dinner at pizza hut (even it's not her plan...she was just been fool by one of d stupid guy in our office! stupid dupid...huh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, this is from my last blog - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'&lt;em&gt;I just celebrated my 25th birthday! I am a big girl now'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17313271-112810916744895783?l=4myle4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/feeds/112810916744895783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17313271&amp;postID=112810916744895783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/112810916744895783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17313271/posts/default/112810916744895783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4myle4.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-blog.html' title='My BLOG!'/><author><name>Amylea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17154388928224987162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
