<?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-6382781490096953512</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:19:51.470+08:00</updated><category term='Nurra Yeyyy ;'/><category term='2010 -'/><category term='i miss the old us badly):'/><category term='i still love you :('/><category term='Yad'/><category term='Me love you.'/><category term='Nurra here'/><category term='4759 ?'/><category term='Alright'/><category term='that bitch thought me how to be a bitch .. right bitch ?(:'/><category term='Haramjat'/><category term='Takdir cinta.'/><category term='i hate boys home'/><category term='remember'/><category term='010694'/><category term='You kate nurra yang update bukan Aqila'/><category term='still lovingg you.'/><category term='Hati bahagia selama lama'/><title type='text'>You Kate ; I Kate ; We Kate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-3062545136268545922</id><published>2010-01-31T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:45:36.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurra is moving ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dear readers,from today onwards qila will be using this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have moved,if you want my new url ask me for it alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-N.urra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3062545136268545922?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3062545136268545922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-readersfrom-today-onwards-qila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3062545136268545922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3062545136268545922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-readersfrom-today-onwards-qila.html' title='Nurra is moving ;)'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3546429288648852824</id><published>2010-01-30T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T10:28:42.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss ya~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ecTjEGvociM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ecTjEGvociM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was once in love with a guy and i dont know why im so into with him. I think its because of his attitude. He was my everything. But something happened,he had to leave. I cant bear to let him go and i waited for him for seven months and at last i got to know that he's already back. I still remember that im so overjoyed whenever i received his letters. He told me to move on. I tried to but i just cant. No one can replace him. But,i have to let him go because i know that im not going to be a good girlfriend for him. You know that i still love you but im sure time will fade it. All the best for you in future. Im going to say to you the same thing you used to say to me,'Asalkan you happy,i pun happy.' Im sure you're gonna get a good girlfriend for yourself. Although we're together for a short time,im sure that i AM very happy to be with you. And you are the best birthday gift ever on my fifteenth birthday. We may not be together anymore but i hope that we will still be like last time. Still happy as friends,laughing together. Heh,memories~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Suzi,i miss you babe. Bile nak meet ni? We go out soon okay,i love you baby. Thanks for being there for me everytime when i need someone to talk to. I know that i had so much fun gossiping with you. So what eh bitch? Hah! Youre the best girlfriend babe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3546429288648852824?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3546429288648852824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-once-in-love-with-guy-and-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3546429288648852824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3546429288648852824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-once-in-love-with-guy-and-i-dont.html' title='Miss ya~'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5647213715371112446</id><published>2010-01-28T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:00:27.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mengenangkan kembali masa indah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me and Qila. Bile ni kau nak tinggi2 qila? Heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ouh yesssss,she just now surprised me with our countdown picture that she print out and it fits my wallet! Hahaha,thanks aite. Me like it. 6 years and counting eh? Love you girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm already moving on with someone,no more hanging on with my past. Well,i just hope for the best this time round. The present and future &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5647213715371112446?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5647213715371112446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/mengenangkan-kembali-masa-indah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5647213715371112446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5647213715371112446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/mengenangkan-kembali-masa-indah.html' title='Mengenangkan kembali masa indah.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1677865706152861384</id><published>2010-01-24T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:38:43.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that bitch thought me how to be a bitch .. right bitch ?(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heyy people !&lt;br /&gt;im back ! hehh ...&lt;br /&gt;life sucks without my lappy ! ishk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yeah , school is great .. i get along well with my new classmates .. CHINATOWN class .. haha !&lt;br /&gt;but still , theres conflict here and there .. hahha ..&lt;br /&gt;i wan to get out of that school fast .. klau tak , mcm2 aku denga !&lt;br /&gt;but seriously ah .. stopit sehh ..&lt;br /&gt;if you dont like , tell me .. i'll stop it ah kann .. takpayah pekik2 gituu ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy .. whatever with school okayy .&lt;br /&gt;just now went to watch kuda kepang at geylang ..&lt;br /&gt;but before that , saw that CuteStuff(: *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;hahha .. but i make that "sombong" face .. hehh ! sorry !&lt;br /&gt;i miss them lor .. long time never meet .. but nevermind , we gonna bump into each other again .. maybe . haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright .. now its time for me to sleep since i wont be calling anyone tonight .. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;night babes&amp;amp;dudes ! sayanggggg korang !(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;qilaa yang update(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1677865706152861384?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1677865706152861384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyy-people-im-back-hehh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1677865706152861384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1677865706152861384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyy-people-im-back-hehh.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6928607718811093560</id><published>2010-01-23T19:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:35:35.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saat gembira,saat kita berduka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=samsung_b5310red_b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/samsung_b5310red_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nice right this phone? The colour combination is also not bad. Woooo me like it alot. I thought of buying this phone since the blackberry phone i dont know what happened to it,tskkkk! Okay,hopefully i'll get it. I heard that is buying me whatever phone shit it is. Urgh,i still prefer this. I nak i nak i nak i nak i nak :(&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Went out from the house damn early just now,everything turns out great. Reached there 2o minutes earlier. Imagine how early i was? So wait for my long-time-never-meet babygirl,Sri Nur Natassia. So we went to have our smoke break,i did not feel akward at all meeting up with her since we have alot of things to talk about while waiting for the manager. So when she starts work,i waited outside. I like the work place alot. Then the manager came,and she was not that what i had imagined about her. She was friendly,so this monday there. Okay la,its daily pay somemore and its only 45 minutes journey from my home. Hope that i'll pass my training and,that means no more partayee and i'll be busy by then,Heh! I'll be finishing work late on Monday,sigh. Im scared to go back home as the route is sooo gelap at night. Maybe will asked **** to fetch me from work,if not taxi lor. Alright gotta go,tadaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yesssssssss! I love Qila,Kakak,Rara,Sufy,Ainn,Wahyu and my fellow N3's. Heeeeeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;Rinduuuuuu si cine boy tuu,K FAKEEEEEEEEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6928607718811093560?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6928607718811093560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/saat-gembirasaat-kita-berduka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6928607718811093560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6928607718811093560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/saat-gembirasaat-kita-berduka.html' title='Saat gembira,saat kita berduka.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1387464709014850171</id><published>2010-01-21T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:51:15.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apis baybeeeeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Coolhuh1452-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Coolhuh1452-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Coolhuh1449-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Coolhuh1449-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally met up with Apis,rindu kao banyak2 laa b &lt;/em&gt;*hugs*&lt;em&gt; :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The time now is already 2:31 am,and im still wide awake. I cant sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; Oh ya readers,qilaa is unable to update because her lappie's downnn,hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG00383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/IMG00383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cuteeee kan dieeee! But your tangan tunjuk ape eh tuu ? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; i could not answer him when he asked me,'mane abg yad?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1387464709014850171?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1387464709014850171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/apis-baybeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1387464709014850171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1387464709014850171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/apis-baybeeeeee.html' title='Apis baybeeeeee.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1530941255532580344</id><published>2010-01-20T14:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:44:31.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate boys home'/><title type='text'>Let me know if you feeling me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16667_1211560821782_1611624696_5158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/16667_1211560821782_1611624696_5158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you,girl. Hope you're doing great:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;School is great,i dont know what motivates me to school like everyday. Maybe because of that cute guy who caught my eyes,heh! Alright shut up. All i can say is that this year class is great. Anw,Sorry for the late update,im busy focusing on my studies. And at last,i got to spend my time to surf the net if not i will be busy doing my homeworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So about l.o.v.e,im proud that we're still like last time although we're now titled,&lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;. Its hard for me to leave him as the 1 year plus journey we've been through together is not easy and i didnt expect us to make it through that long. I know that you will be there for me no matter what happen,thankyou^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;current=IMG00382-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/IMG00382-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I cried just now,when i read all those letters Yad send to me. Where is all my promises to him? I told him that i will be waiting for him to come out no matter what. Hah,Empty promises i've made. I told him that i will keep this relationship going on strong and we'll be celebrating our 1 year anniversary &amp;amp; my 16th birthday after he comes out. His letters is all so saddening,and everything la. Haiz,hope that we could settle everything soon alright,muackz :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I love you too,babyboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;010609 &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1530941255532580344?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1530941255532580344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-me-know-if-you-feeling-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1530941255532580344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1530941255532580344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-me-know-if-you-feeling-me.html' title='Let me know if you feeling me.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8882234185686056264</id><published>2010-01-17T04:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:19:41.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurra here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alright'/><title type='text'>Living in a world is all about you and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gambar lameeeeee nyeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kay gols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im gonna put everything's aside and want to lead a new life. Whether you like it or not,your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pasal alright. Well its already time for me to get out from the 'cage' that im in. I need to open up myself right nananow. I want to get over of the pasts,even &lt;strong&gt;between me and Yad&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess its also time for me to erase his name in my heart. If its possible,i'll never want to see him again because that's the only way for me to forget about him 100%. Im sure i will meet someone new when im ready to open this heart. I cried when i read those past posts because most 95% of the posts was about him. Letme post one of the convo i had with him ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me:Im at home la,u ktne? tk lepak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:Yishun uhk..tkde mase uhk nk lepak tmpt tu lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Me:Huh? dah kenape?&lt;br /&gt;Him:Kau tkya tau asl uhk. Tkla main2 jek,i dkt tmpt biase lh..u tk tron?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Tk uhk,sebab &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sisters&lt;/span&gt; smue tk tron nyari..Asal?&lt;br /&gt;Him:Ouhh,takde tanye jer. Takmu tron tau.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Asal? Kau nk jumpe pompan pe sial?&lt;br /&gt;Him:Kepale otak kau gendeng. Yg pompan cume Affad dgn Mamat jek..i gatal dgn dorang..&lt;br /&gt;Me:Make sure ekh b.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cute kan dieeee! Hahha but that was the past then. Well thats it la. What's past is past. Let me put all those memories with him behind,Goodbye ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Friday im going out with kakak &amp;amp; qila. Kakak dapat gaji and nak belanje shopping lah seh. Hehe. Enjoyyyy uh,ape nak tunggu lagi? Heh! Actually today was supposed to sleepover their house,but halfway waiting for kakak's reply,i accidentally fell asleep. Macam mane tuu? K tkpe. So basically will be having the Ana's day out soon,i cannot wait la. Im missing my girlfriend alot,eventhough we meet up almost everyday! Hahah tu lagi macam mane? My girls is still the best,loveee you people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8882234185686056264?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8882234185686056264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-world-is-all-about-you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8882234185686056264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8882234185686056264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-world-is-all-about-you-and-me.html' title='Living in a world is all about you and me.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3852020587635236218</id><published>2010-01-16T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:35:37.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a gun and count to three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02537-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC02537-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darllaa-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/darllaa-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01060-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC01060-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01041-1-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC01041-1-1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thanks for all those memories together,missing you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All the best in your life ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3852020587635236218?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3852020587635236218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-gun-and-count-to-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3852020587635236218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3852020587635236218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-gun-and-count-to-three.html' title='Take a gun and count to three.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-957917889139832120</id><published>2010-01-11T16:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:47:24.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Takdir cinta.'/><title type='text'>Its my only wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=400810016l-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="240" alt="nurraa" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/400810016l-1.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Know what,mama wants to ajak kakak go st james. Tak fair,Soooot jee aku dengar! Gerek peee mak aku nie. Eh,at least now she understands me and let me have my freedom. But i should know my limits uh. Heee syg my mama! Hahah,btw takpeee korang! Hmphh. Takpe qila,we got our own ways eh babe? They will never know our plans,heh. And kakak,i miss you la kodok! Jomm ahh talk again,i know you know^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anw,I cannot wait for Friday. Will be going out with Qila. Wanna survey2 part-time work uh. It's better for me to work rather than to sit at home,at least i can have some woolas. And also we will shop for food &amp;amp; clothes &amp;amp; make-ups? I still have not get that cinnamon sugar from auntie anne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 more days. I dont know whether im excited or whatever about it. Thinking about it just makes me shivers,hahahha! His sister told me to meet him,for a few minutes pun jadilah. Keluar jugak eh die. And i hope that he will not perangai like he used to. I know that he's a changed man once he stepped out his first foot out from that place. Dapat ite kapeee! Reps ahh kau,hehhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-957917889139832120?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/957917889139832120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-my-only-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/957917889139832120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/957917889139832120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-my-only-wish.html' title='Its my only wish.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5177716811748846838</id><published>2010-01-10T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T05:04:34.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still love you :('/><title type='text'>You kateeeeeeee ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P28-11-09_231001-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/P28-11-09_231001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Say hello say hello. Helloooooooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just now a friend of mine text me saying that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; is getting his homeleave this Saturday morning. Happy uh but at the same time im scared too. You know uh its been like 6 months plus not seeing him,we contact also thru letters and now he's already coming out. It's like so fast uh. I got those 'butterflies' feeling already. 6 days more till i get to see him,maybe uh. I'm not sure of meeting him or not. Confirm he will meet his friends first. Anyway,for what to meet when we're not together? It just make me have those feelings back :( *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss you sooooooo much la R. Eh,macam cepat jeee aku dah 7 months single? Hahahah,ader orang tuu jealous nanti. Sape ekh? Hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I will always love you baby,And i hope to be back with you once again :(&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Time check : 10:04 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5177716811748846838?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5177716811748846838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-are-still-part-of-mebabyboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5177716811748846838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5177716811748846838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-are-still-part-of-mebabyboy.html' title='You kateeeeeeee ;'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2909298524801576192</id><published>2010-01-09T12:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T05:05:08.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hati bahagia selama lama'/><title type='text'>Take a breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00345-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00345-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my short hair,im thinking of cutting it short like above ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently happy leading a new life now. Im happy having more and more friends. I dont wanna have a &lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; for now coz they're the ones who control me and made me lose my friends. I will have a better life in 2010,im gonna be strong. I won't let others pull me down anymore. I will be more focused on my studies on the weekdays and partayyye during the weekends. Of course im gonna have my limits yaww,heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Was sad to know that Azneil is goin' off to London this Monday after taking his Olvl result. He'll be there for a long time,shitass! &amp;amp; Takecare dear,balik Singapore eh,jangan tak balik. Gonna miss you so much :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Anw,yesterday went out with someone,heh! Overall,it was okay la for the first time meet,he was sooooosooo tall and cuteee;) He fetched me under my void deck and off we go at around 9 plus. It was jammed and pantat aku sakitttt! It was so jammed till there's a light accident right &lt;strong&gt;infront&lt;/strong&gt; of us. Naseb die sempat break. I was scared okay till i keep on holding the tank. Somemore i wear shorts! Reached there,we got no plan at all. So this and that we went back. Then he brought me to this one place and it was sooo sweet la. It was so breezy. I like to see the stars,and over there,there was stars everywhere. It was around 2 am if im not wrong,we went to have a drink at teh tarik and over there,he kept singing,tsk! Then home sweet home since we're so sleepy. Yesterday was great for my First Friday on the year 2010. Heeeh! I likeeee! I should have more of that eh. K bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Time check:03:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2zGV3NKQcc&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2909298524801576192?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2909298524801576192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/babyboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2909298524801576192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2909298524801576192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/babyboy.html' title='Take a breath'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6321259847643307407</id><published>2010-01-08T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:39:35.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4759 ?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/S0deVjCwb9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kqil9ONuJj8/s1600-h/IMG_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/S0deVjCwb9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kqil9ONuJj8/s200/IMG_1910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424408000468119506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;heyy .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;this blog is soo dead .. haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;currently chatting with kit lollipop a.k.a matrep .. hahah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;stupid matrep .. very irritating .. haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;kakak tak layan , adek kene layankan .. haiss ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;hate school sia .. first time late straight get detention .. lyke wth ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;better dont come school right .. *pfft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;and im gonna study pure geog for 3periods every monday ! nk mamposs sehh .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;this year timetable lyke whatever lah kan .. hais .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;ayah still not back yet .. 1230 in the morning and still in his uniform meeting his old friends ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;and i must wait for him to be backk . walao .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;once with friends , confirm dont want to go home ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;ape peh father ntahh .. tak ingat nk balek .. hahha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:webdings;" &gt;i wonder what mami&amp;amp;aunt hav plan for our weekends .. haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp;imy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;You kate;Qilaa yang updatee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6321259847643307407?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6321259847643307407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6321259847643307407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6321259847643307407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/S0deVjCwb9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Kqil9ONuJj8/s72-c/IMG_1910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-7568340535578875752</id><published>2010-01-05T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:33:45.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me love you.'/><title type='text'>I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02537-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC02537-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture was taken a long long time ago,i dont know what picture to put,tsk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Eversince love started working while me schooling,we dont have time for each other. We have not met for nearly two weeks already. At night was the only time for us to talk. By the time,both of us are already so tired+sleepy. But we are forever quarrelling or upset with each other. I dont know how we end up this way. Sometimes i feel like running away,but you know that i love you so much that i wont let you go THAT easy. There are times i hate you when you 'sindir2' me or shout at me when you claim that you didnt. You've changed alot. But still,i love you and miss you alot. I need you everytime now and then. Please,dont let me go through everything by myself :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-7568340535578875752?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/7568340535578875752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7568340535578875752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7568340535578875752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you.html' title='I love you.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5287441308206871522</id><published>2010-01-04T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:36:04.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurra Yeyyy ;'/><title type='text'>Bored~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NI9bCbqup9s&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="480" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think of .... but not now. Im thinking twice. I just cant ...... like that. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5287441308206871522?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5287441308206871522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5287441308206871522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5287441308206871522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/bored.html' title='Bored~'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3584619625858413789</id><published>2010-01-02T05:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:54:37.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 -'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5n0gIb4tI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29wE3F9FdIk/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5n0gIb4tI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29wE3F9FdIk/s320/DSC00077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421885153076830930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;girlfriends !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nlAyB_DI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dT2KNYRjcRQ/s1600-h/DSC05922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nlAyB_DI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dT2KNYRjcRQ/s320/DSC05922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421884886963321906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufiyannnnnn !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nk5enDwI/AAAAAAAAALw/CrBgsRC3ZZI/s1600-h/DSC05917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nk5enDwI/AAAAAAAAALw/CrBgsRC3ZZI/s320/DSC05917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421884885002817282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haikallllll !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nkexzGLI/AAAAAAAAALo/DPnm4bLAVBA/s1600-h/DSC05919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nkexzGLI/AAAAAAAAALo/DPnm4bLAVBA/s320/DSC05919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421884877835540658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twinnayeeee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nj28OmCI/AAAAAAAAALg/inpRQ6Abg6U/s1600-h/DSC05913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5nj28OmCI/AAAAAAAAALg/inpRQ6Abg6U/s320/DSC05913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421884867141867554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufiahhhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown with darlings .. although we have to sit along the road , but we still enjoy the fireworks ..&lt;br /&gt;too bad mira cant tag along):&lt;br /&gt;thanks Nurra;Sufiah;Sufiyan:Haikal;Hisham;Danish;Laila for the fun ..&lt;br /&gt;sufiah went off early cause she have to go somewhere else ..&lt;br /&gt;its the third time i celebrated new year with twinnaye .. hehh .. love you lahh !&lt;br /&gt;fireworks was superduper nice .. i love it ! hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;went off at around 2+ cause meeting ayah and the rest ..&lt;br /&gt;went to hav my dinner and straight to changi beach ..&lt;br /&gt;reached home at ard 5++ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday went out to meet cousins again to go cyclingggg ..&lt;br /&gt;its raining .. but we enjoyed ourselves ..&lt;br /&gt;theres skate park ! haha .. damn cool ah the place ..&lt;br /&gt;i abit excited so i went there and watched those people skate ..&lt;br /&gt;macam gerek kan .. hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;went home after that ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;i miss 2009 cause that year is where i get along well with friends and i get to know that someone  .. but i have to leave everything behind ..&lt;br /&gt;all i know is im looking forward to have a better life in 2010 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You kate;Qilaa yang update  yawww !(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3584619625858413789?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3584619625858413789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/girlfriends-sufiyannnnnn-haikallllll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3584619625858413789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3584619625858413789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/girlfriends-sufiyannnnnn-haikallllll.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sz5n0gIb4tI/AAAAAAAAAMA/29wE3F9FdIk/s72-c/DSC00077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-2176214660430560208</id><published>2010-01-01T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:48:00.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='010694'/><title type='text'>Countdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05923.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC05923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Goodbye 2009 , And hello 2010 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Happy new year people,may you have a great year ahead aite .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday countdown was okay la , better as it is not that crowded unlike last year .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well just i hope that everything will be better this year , have to be strict on myself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway , i just received a letter from my past two days back . I was so touched by him .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Time flies so fast , and you're getting your homeleave soon . We'll talk when youre out aite .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway , wanna wish you a 6 monthsary . I miss you and love you , still :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Pictures of countdown , i will upload soon ! Because photobucket is damn slow !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You kate ; Nurra yang update ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2176214660430560208?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2176214660430560208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2176214660430560208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2176214660430560208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown.html' title='Countdown.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1928635314373730478</id><published>2009-12-30T05:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:17:49.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You kate nurra yang update bukan Aqila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haramjat'/><title type='text'>Confused,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02102009227-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/02102009227-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anak Jamil,am i right? Hehhhe i guess so la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Countdown,i dont have any plans yet. Pathetic sungguh yeah? Hhehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Its only a day away,i felt so lost seriously:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ask me ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now im at Qila's house,hahahha dah pukul 5 pun tk tido nie!! Kakak dah besarkan taik mate!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We are drifting apart,we are not like last time. And i have to agree with you that we always argue rather than to talk nicely to each other. Why must things turned out this way? I never even thought of leaving you or whatsoever. I just want you to know that i am happy with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But one thing,my past keep coming into my dream and its like we're back together after hes out. Its very confusing,i dont know if what im doing now is right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1928635314373730478?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1928635314373730478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1928635314373730478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1928635314373730478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused.html' title='Confused,'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4994845833178352432</id><published>2009-12-25T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:25:54.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still want to be with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="240" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00051.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The best GF on earth. I really hate people who always bastard her,fuck them yaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You already make her love you,and then you just walk away. Are you inhuman ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ekh,alot of guys who is much more BETTER than you wants her. They even wait for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; i think she's damn stupid to choose you out of those guys. I really wanna thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For breaking your promises and accepts you till she almost lost all her good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There is still such a guy on earth ekh people? Hah,enough about this kind of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hhah,im still going on strong with baby. We also have the ups and downs together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But its always him who apologise,hehhe. I love every single minute being with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One thing i hate is,after the one year,we quarrel every single day!! Sick &amp;amp; tired of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We've been meeting up almost every single day and i am never bored of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wooolas to you. But hes starting work tomorrow,it seems that we're seeing less of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Quite sad la,but i have to endure that. Okay got to go,goodbye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You kate ; Nurra yang update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4994845833178352432?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4994845833178352432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-still-want-to-be-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4994845833178352432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4994845833178352432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-still-want-to-be-with-you.html' title='I still want to be with you.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2569987132036702704</id><published>2009-12-24T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:08:54.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Binget!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Although theres only the four of us,it is still fun. Likeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Guess whos that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I laughed out loud seeing Amsyar &amp;amp; Riyadh's primary school photo,tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2569987132036702704?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2569987132036702704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/binget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2569987132036702704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2569987132036702704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/binget.html' title='Binget!!!!!'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3070895714517911590</id><published>2009-12-23T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:28:24.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still lovingg you.'/><title type='text'>disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;home is damn boringgg ..&lt;br /&gt;lil cousins was surpose to sleep over my house but i dont know why cancel ..haha ..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind .. next time lahh kay ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had a long talk with Nurra&amp;Danish ..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me cause im the one who called the both of them .. hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;sorry cause cant meetup today .. me&amp;nurra overslept .. ahhah ! oops !&lt;br /&gt;life is sucks as always .. thanks to you who makes me feel this way aite ..&lt;br /&gt;haiss ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know what youre up to .. but please , stop cheating me ..&lt;br /&gt;new friends kan ? gooo .. by all means lah ..  takecare and enjoy with your new friends lahh .. i wont be bothered about it anymore .. im tired .. thanks for everythinggg .. takecare yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Kate;Qilaa yang updatee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3070895714517911590?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3070895714517911590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3070895714517911590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3070895714517911590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/disappointed.html' title='disappointed'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4601908510712375794</id><published>2009-12-19T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:36:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You kate ; Nurra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Look at that guy above. Barang panas kan? Hehee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;First of all,i wanna wish him a Happy Belated Eighteen Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Abang aku nieeee da legal,besok amek lesen motor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Belom ade motor chickies ramai,lepas ade motor..haiz dont know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sooner or later,bawak kereta pulak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lepas tu boleh la ajar aku driving kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But the sad news is,he's going already. To be a botak man,HAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dah tak hot da ni Tashir,howw? Okay la,i'll stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All the best in everything you do alright. Once again,happy belated birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4601908510712375794?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4601908510712375794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4601908510712375794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4601908510712375794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra_19.html' title='You kate ; Nurra'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-22613581967468522</id><published>2009-12-15T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:10:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you kate ; nurra !</title><content type='html'>Met Kiyah as she wants to treat me. Sisterlup da dpt gaji siol.We went to f&amp;amp;s to eat,then watch soccer while eating. Shes so noisy,kalahkan apek!After that we chillmill and have our smoke break while talking about our life now.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Then after that met baby. Everything was great till he says that his ' ex ' contact him back.Of course at that point of time,many things runs into my mind. Plus,the jealousy feeling. Fuck that.I cried as i coudnt take it anymore.He tried many ways to cheer me up,even apologise when its not his fault. But i ignore him. Went home after that,i didnt even bother to look at him. I was a heartless bitch.Tried to call my girlfriend,but she didnt picked the phone up. I could do nothing but just cry &amp;amp; cry.Then i msged him saying that lets end it here &amp;amp; he dont need to reply as im deleting his number.He begged &amp;amp; begged me to called him,and let him explain everything. I cannot bear to see that.In the end,i called him. He said what he wanted to &amp;amp; what i did was to cry and kept quiet.As usual,theres an argument and i just slam down the phone.I guess i should understand him.Everything was my fault,i was so sensitive. Well its because im scared to lose him,really i am.I loved him too much till that small incident can make me cry like im losing something precious.Why must all this happen? I can only blame myself. I need time alone now,fuck everything!Dont bother to contact me,you wont get through me.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish everything,before its too late:(&lt;br /&gt;Takecare ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-22613581967468522?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/22613581967468522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/22613581967468522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/22613581967468522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra_15.html' title='you kate ; nurra !'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6616864383004698868</id><published>2009-12-14T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T04:30:21.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You kate ; Nurralalala ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Heyawwwwwwwwww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Just woke up few hours ago at around 12Am,mind youuu! Damn tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Spend my weekends with family. Went swimming on Saturday at Jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Nothing much la,but i enjoy seeing Iman's expression as hes scared of water^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;On Sunday,picnic at ECP. After that went to bowl at OCC. Everything's great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;At last,i spent times with family. In the first place,i was so lazy to follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;but that damn bro of mine says this ' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kakak pegi la..pentingkan matair dgn kwn je tau.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Soooo,i had no Fcking choice but to tag them along till i &lt;em&gt;perangai&lt;/em&gt; on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Somemore i fought with bby,just because of a small matter. I hate that,it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;But he called me just now and aplogise,hahahhaha. Macam goodgood je kn,qila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;After that,sakitkan hati aku bebual psl R**a*h. Still,i love him dohhhh,hehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Countdown,many asked me where to go. I think i'll just sit at home,watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Because i dont know where to go and who to go with :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Ask me out someone,hahahha! Pathetic nyeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Attention girls;Raaaa,Anna,Sufy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;On this 25th which is on Friday,me and qila nk go town to buy some stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;So nak ikot tak? After that we go bowl/anywhere we plan ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Ok tk? Ok? Pape text me tauu. Ok,sapiiiiiiiiiiiiii go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6616864383004698868?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6616864383004698868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurralalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6616864383004698868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6616864383004698868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurralalala.html' title='You kate ; Nurralalala ~'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-771117114774707663</id><published>2009-12-13T03:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:06:16.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss the old us badly):'/><title type='text'>remember the moments(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;chatting with MiraSiao .. hahah ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i suddenly remember the past .. i seriously miss my friends who were there for me&amp;amp;my babies always .. who teman-ed us go everywhr we want .. especially when comes to friday night .. we will watch football together at Jalan Besar Stadium ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;haiss .. time flies soo fast ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;how i wish i could to turn back time when we were together  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;celebratingg each other birthday .. camwhore .. went out once a week ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;haiss ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but what past is past .. i can just see them happy with other friends noww ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="fontsize12"&gt;i do not remember days; i remember moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Someday many years from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; We'll sit beside the candles glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Exchanging tales about our past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And laughing as the memories flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And when that distant day arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I know it will be understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That friendship is the key to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fontsize12"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And we were friends and it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You kate;Qilaa yang update(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-771117114774707663?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/771117114774707663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/771117114774707663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/771117114774707663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember-moments.html' title='remember the moments(:'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6323984949597424958</id><published>2009-12-11T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T03:51:45.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You kate ; Nurra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This is for my deaaaaaaaaaaaar Raaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Please la girl,wake upppppp and stop hurting yourself. I know that its hard to forget about him. Look,its already a year plus. Its okay if you dont want to move on,but you have to try and not to give up! Just remember that ekhh!! You wont know if he still loves you unless you try la dear. He is not like some jerk,i know him. He's not a heartless guy. Anyway IF anything happens,you still have me,qila,SAPIIIIIIIIIIIII GO!,sufy and even those friends around you right? Just put that and lock it in your brain k? Love youuu and miss you lots,mwah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just put down the phone with bby,crazy uhk he. Its already 4am,still wanna bath &amp;amp; also will be meeting him tomorrow. Cannot wait lor and maybe before that im meeting my dearly missed gf,Lin!! I have no idea on where &amp;amp; who to go with during countdown. Im still searching for a nice Volcom haversack/side bag that can fit A4 size. Anyone know where could i find it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6323984949597424958?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6323984949597424958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6323984949597424958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6323984949597424958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-kate-nurra.html' title='You kate ; Nurra!'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8286171250191749389</id><published>2009-12-09T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:34:43.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurra here yawww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I feel like crying. I dont know why i miss bby so much,even when he's beside me. I think im crazy. Crazy in love oi,hahhah. We had a very long talk on the phone yesterday,for 6 hours mind you.(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bebual dgn qila pun tk gitu lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)We talk things out and i hate it when he talks about my ex-es. Then he was so cute because im on the phone with him,he was texting someone. So i asked who he was texting early in e morn and he reply,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Tgh msg bby orang la,jgn kacau boleh?'&lt;/span&gt;  When i wanted to scold him,i received a msg &amp;amp; it was from him!! Im so touched la when i read his msg. I miss him la,padehal we meet almost everyweek and on the phone everyday! Ily laa babi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh yes,i also miss my dear girls. Hehhe,korang ni penting kan buto dari member ahh! HAHHAHAHHA. Kay,i nak bilang korang ni..meet up soon please. And kak annaaaaaTHE&lt;em&gt;sapi&lt;/em&gt;GO! also! Tak ingat secret kite ke psl ADEKK? hahaa,Walaaao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8286171250191749389?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8286171250191749389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/nurra-here-yawww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8286171250191749389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8286171250191749389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/nurra-here-yawww.html' title='Nurra here yawww!'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5043234369641267127</id><published>2009-12-09T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:31:13.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heyheyhey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;QilaSepet asked me to update and time limit : 30mins. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cakap nan dia, KEPALA HOTAK DIA! Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today woke up quite late. Arnd 10.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went out at 6pm, sent cousin to tuition, off to Tampines One. Didnt buy anything.. Off to pasar malam. Sooooooooooooooooo merepek. Pasar malam tkde makan2! Just things like furnitures,baju2 all. Wtf.. So yeah. The purpose I followed Ibu send cousin is to go to Pasar Malam for FOOD! Ugh -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;^&amp;amp;*() Wtv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm counting down days. 16th 16th! Hang out hang out! Shop shop! Bowl bowl! Somemore? Idk! But, I WANNA GO OUT! With? Alotttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Qila,Nurra,Sufy! Sabby,Ninin,Yaya! Haini! Fyqa! Durrah! Sufia w/ Juniors! Emie,Dina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and most love ones, CUCU2 HASSAN! Heh, i mean, COUSINS! :D Ehhh cousins, ETP/Clubbing pa? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I want buy books.. SCHOOL BOOKS, kay to serahkan pat daddy. No need worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I want new clothes,new shoes,new accesories,new bigger wardrobe! After 16th, must SHOPSHOPSHOP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh oh! Yay to Sezairi and Sylvia for making it to the FINALS! Good luck you guys :D I am not a big fan of Tabby's but she have the talentttt. I knew it from the start, Sezairi and Sylvia are the ones will be in the FINALS. Weeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GO GO SEZAIRI SEZALI! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:P I just cant get enough Azzam,that cute little thang! Hahaha. SO CHARMING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am chatting with Qilaaa, she's at bedok. TAKUT NAK BALIK! :P Nyeahahahars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Baby, i miss you!!!! Go out after 16th kay? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I just cant stop loving you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You kate;Raraa yang update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5043234369641267127?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5043234369641267127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/heyheyhey-qilasepet-asked-me-to-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5043234369641267127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5043234369641267127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/heyheyhey-qilasepet-asked-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4417527455909598531</id><published>2009-12-06T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:49:34.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss bby alot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01041-1-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC01041-1-1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first picture together,was in January i think. Memories~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bowling was great eventhough the plan to grandlink was seriously cock up,baru nak bersuara kan,cheyyy! Hahahhha. Was with my girls,kite pakai sepasang dohh,macam dah janji gituu,i likeeee it! Then planned to bowl as we have no other plans. Ouh! Deedi &amp;amp; Meo joined us. Then after the games,both of them went home and my girls went to town while me? I have to meet bby since i was so lazy to follow my girls. Wait for bby at his void deck since he was still bathing when i called him!! Spent times alone with him,then meet up with his friends. There was a cat-fight,was told that it was about makeups? Hahahaha fuck that. Then after the fights,they sit near us. I straightaway grab bby's hand and pull him not so far from them. Jealous uh,of course! Hehhe then took alot of pics but he deleted it all! He say his face so masai. There was a little bit of argument but im glad its ok already. It was already 4am if im not wrong when i told him that im sleepy and we went off from there. Reached home,bath and i msged him. I cried the moment i read his long text. I took back my words and apologise. Didnt mean to leave him,i was too sensitive. Fuck my attitude! Maybe next week will be drinking with Farah. Woooo,can ask him to tag along maybe? Heh, i miss him already:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4417527455909598531?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4417527455909598531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-bby-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4417527455909598531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4417527455909598531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-bby-alot.html' title='I miss bby alot.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3026533040401186067</id><published>2009-12-05T03:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T04:05:30.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an AWESOME day i can sayy *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nurra;Sufiah;Dee&amp;Meo !&lt;br /&gt;actually we plan to go Grandlink to karaoke .. but when we reached yishun , jai&amp;haikal cant make it since they hav something on ..&lt;br /&gt;soo we waited for Sufiah at yishun mrt&amp;headed to nurra's ..shock that the three of us wore the same colour top and bottom .. haha .. grey&amp;blackk . hehh .. coool huh !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah , kirekan me&amp;nurra went ot yishun just to take Sufiah .. hahha ! bodoh kann!&lt;br /&gt;AND we went back to yishun at 4+ to play bowling ! hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Dee at mrt and took the shuttle bus to Orchid Country Club ..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Meo that we hav to wait for him cause hhe dontknow the way to OCC .. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;member sesat ngan die peh basikal .. naseb baek sampai jugakk .&lt;br /&gt;play one game .. Meo followed by Nurra , Dee , Qila &amp; Sufy ..&lt;br /&gt;we were lyke laughing when its Meo turn cause Meo dont know how to throw the ball .. hahahaha !&lt;br /&gt;so far , no one hav throw the ball backwards .. hehhe .. *sufy , i know u know!*&lt;br /&gt;end of the game , MEO WON !! *damnnn*&lt;br /&gt;hahah .. sufyy last ! hehh .. &lt;br /&gt;orang yg tktau maen bowling dapat two strike ! ahhhaha .. *mcm goodgood jee* heh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sufy&amp;i went to town to search for bikers jacket .. we both had fun though but we were damnn tired .. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;we walked around ION .. sumpah kite paisehh .. we dontknow where to walk . kite mcm lost lah kann .. hahah ..&lt;br /&gt;decided to take train since its nearly 9 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really had a great day with darlings although it was a last minute plan ..&lt;br /&gt;hehh ..  - Babes&amp;Dudes .. bowling soon yaww ! especially Sufiah;Nurra&amp;Meo ! hehhh ..*winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lastly , HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DEE ! hehh ..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kate;Qilaa Yang update !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3026533040401186067?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3026533040401186067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-awesome-day-i-can-sayy-thumbs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3026533040401186067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3026533040401186067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-was-awesome-day-i-can-sayy-thumbs.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4680274572835562199</id><published>2009-12-03T02:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:13:45.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sxa8DCOTVnI/AAAAAAAAALM/UAKgH60_Fy4/s1600-h/irah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sxa8DCOTVnI/AAAAAAAAALM/UAKgH60_Fy4/s320/irah2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410718762654717554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sxa8Cn_x6nI/AAAAAAAAALE/bfSED8x5eh4/s1600-h/irah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sxa8Cn_x6nI/AAAAAAAAALE/bfSED8x5eh4/s320/irah1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410718755614485106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              webcam with irah .. haha .. she accident .. kene lanngar LORRY BALAK ! hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;was suppose to teman twinny to rebond her hair .. but im sick+cant wake up early ! hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;sorry twinnny  .. if i can cancel my friday's plan , we go out nk ?*winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;chatting with raraaDingdong&amp;irahCousin .. &lt;br /&gt;nurra , where you ? dah rebond tros tknk online ke ?? haha .. *okay aku bebual tkde link sia* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;yeah ! ive bought my school books already ... hahah .. peh siangg ! &lt;br /&gt;nvm .. get ready first ! hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;oh yah ! chat wif my babies+twinny yesterday .. they sooo kecoh mann.. sufy blurr ... hahah .. forever blurr eh suf ? hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;they called me BUNGA ! -..- &lt;br /&gt;lyke what the hell ? aku action2 merajok pon kene bunga .. hais !&lt;br /&gt;and raraa , better dont kacau me ! or else you will merajok for 30MINUTES !!! okays ?? hahahaa ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins !! outing soon yeah ?!*winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youkate;Qilaa yyang update!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4680274572835562199?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4680274572835562199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/webcam-with-irah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4680274572835562199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4680274572835562199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/webcam-with-irah.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sxa8DCOTVnI/AAAAAAAAALM/UAKgH60_Fy4/s72-c/irah2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-5356600322428497250</id><published>2009-12-01T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:36:44.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, Happy One Monthsary to Qila&amp;Sepet! Korang last long kay(:&lt;br /&gt;Andand, Happy 3rd birthday to my babycutecousin, Md Erran Adlin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my first time blogging in this shared blog. Nyehah. I got a blog of my own too.&lt;br /&gt;Idk what to post you know! &lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Nurra ask me to post about her,qila&amp;sufy. AT least got something to post! Hehehe, but sorry uh, not panjang2 eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're the best girlfriends you can ever imagine. We do have conflicts, but i think conflicts make us understand each other better. I can never imagine how my life would be without this bunch of sweet thangs. I cant live without their jokes/laughs/NONSENSE/sweet and beautiful faces. They comfort me when im down. They make me laugh when my smile turned upside down. They make me cool down when im angry. &amp; last but not least, they make me feel blessed to be loved by them ;) Darlings, i just want you to know I love you alot kay! Than your boyfriends does :P&lt;br /&gt;Qila,Nurra,Sufy; tell me you love me more nowww! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss my first true love. Okaydah, sshh! nurraqila, i kate i dah update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kate;Rara yang update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5356600322428497250?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5356600322428497250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/firstly-happy-one-monthsary-to-qila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5356600322428497250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5356600322428497250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/12/firstly-happy-one-monthsary-to-qila.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-7030300290234997471</id><published>2009-11-30T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:09:42.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SxK0B3mYplI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0l8iH0Ldfyo/s1600/tumblr_ktvnvgAGAo1qzaab4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SxK0B3mYplI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0l8iH0Ldfyo/s320/tumblr_ktvnvgAGAo1qzaab4o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409584046623204946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You kate ; Qilaa,Nurra,Raraa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;currently chatting with dearcousins .. hehh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;im bored ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;nurra will online later .. raraa idk .. my chatting partner , danish is working ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my two Bs , sepet&amp;amp;madan also dont hav .. one working , another idk where . hahha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday went picnic  at changi beach wif family+ehsan&amp;amp; busu's family ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;angin die peh kuat .. lyke taufan lyke that .. can blow me off you know ! hahha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;den headed to tamp mall since abg nafis wanna find slipper .. meet other cousins den went to eat at Simpang Bedok there ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to eastcoast park to relax there ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;imagine , two beach in one day ? lyke siao lyke that .. hahha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went home at 1++ ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;super damnn tired till i fell asleep while chatting wif nurra .. terok kan aku ! hahhaha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry twinnaye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay ! twinny&amp;amp;madanB online already ! hehh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gd bye people ! will update again sooon !*winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know ive hurt you .. im sorry too ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i understand if you cant control your anger .. its okayy .. i wont take it to heart ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt i just cant accept you saying lyke that ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorry if you think that way . really , i didnt mean it ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bt remember . doesnt mean both of us go out together without you , we've forget bout you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you wrong if you thinks that way ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorry to make you disappointed .. i just dontknow when can this "conflict" ends ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You kate;Qilaa yang update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-7030300290234997471?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/7030300290234997471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-kate-qilaanurrararaa-currently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7030300290234997471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7030300290234997471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-kate-qilaanurrararaa-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SxK0B3mYplI/AAAAAAAAAK4/0l8iH0Ldfyo/s72-c/tumblr_ktvnvgAGAo1qzaab4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-8683190624312123219</id><published>2009-11-29T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:37:31.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Nurra here! Currently im adding my dear Raraa into my blog,hehhe.So my blog wont be as quiet as it is right? Ekh,i miss my girls alot leiii ~Its been a long time since we last meet yo! Hehhe,i find it very funny lah.I use to hate Raraa because the first impression i had on her was,arrogant &amp;amp; so minah-ish.Yaaa,but in the end,we started to get close and tadaaaaa! I've learned my lesson,Which is not to judge a book by its cover and i eventually did,hehh!Well,will be meeting them this tuesday,wooo cannot wait and so looking foward.Anyway cute tak the blog? Hehhe cuteee kan! I know,but too girlishh uh.People,Qila and Raraa will be updating this blog when theyre free,so yeaah.Dont worry,they will put their names at the end of the post yawww~I also miss bby alot. We didnt meet for NINE days already!! So horrible&amp;amp;terrible.It's either he's working/meet his friends,or i'm soo lazy/out with friends.But nevermind,will be meeting up soon. He's just too honest to me,i likeeee^^He will call me when he's otw home/meet his friends,or even every minute i can say.Just to tell what his doing this and that. Kalau dah kuasa nak bilang lagi,jangan harap!But no matter what,i still love youu~ 1 year anniversary soon ekh? hahahha fuck it!Hahahhaa! Okay then,its already 4:23AM. I needa sleep now,nights!&lt;br /&gt;You kate ; Nurra Yang Update .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8683190624312123219?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8683190624312123219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-nurra-here-currently-im-adding-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8683190624312123219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8683190624312123219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-nurra-here-currently-im-adding-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8140396494972639160</id><published>2009-11-23T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:51:06.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sw6HssREptI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qCJOUseRytM/s1600/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sw6HssREptI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qCJOUseRytM/s320/DSC00113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408409404385306322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;okay.basically my computer cant log in to blogger,thats why i dont update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nak tunggukan si qila nie update,tunggu sampai dunia kiamat pon tak update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but now im back, soooo hello people yang bace blog ini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last friday meet with Qila. then went on with out plans that planned earlier on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;we're bored so decided to meet Danish and Sepet the two irritating guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hahhaa,i miss the times where the four of us is close,really i sumpah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After that went to Sepet's house &amp;amp; this hairdresser tolong dyekan rambut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chillmill for awhile when Jai came cause i miss him alot tauuuk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Since all of them are going back home, i decided to watch Jai play takraw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hahahha,kinda bored since im the only girl. Luckily they're friendly &amp;amp;talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Meet Akid at his workplace cause he was begging for me to come since hes bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Then we cabbed to meet Love. He was already under the void deck with some friends .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chillmill again till Akid asked him to helped him cut his thicky thick hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So went to his house there and just watched him cut Akid's hair. It turned out nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;At first he was scared to cut his hair and it took him 1hr30mins to cut it yknow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So we all chitchat after that till i realise that it is already 4AM! Then i make my move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Reached home, msg him to sleep as he need to wake up for work at 6AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Msged for awhile and then we went to our lalalands. He is sooo sweet;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On the other hand,i felt bad. I heard that Riyadh is coming out soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I am still waiting for him but i feel like im cheating on him,really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;God, talking about this make me feel like crying real hard:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just take note ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If i dont love you,i wont be keeping/replying to your letters all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If i dont love you,i wont bother to help you ask for your friends address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If i dont love you,haizz. You just have to ask your friends about it okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yes,i do have alot of 'guyfriends' when youre inside,because i feel lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I really do. &amp;amp;I do have my limits. But still, no one can replace you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I just miss you alot,and i hope that we will get back together,thats my only wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I hope that you mean what you wrote in the letters that you send.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You told me that if i really love you , i should tunggukan you sampai you keluar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bile you dah keluar, kite tengok keadaan mcm mane,&amp;amp;I cannot wait to geet back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;no one knows how i feel right now. Youre the best birthday present ive received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I celebrated our monthsaries alone,next month will be our 6 monthsary tau b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Time flies so fast ey? You pon dah nak keluar. I tak sabar nak jumpe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i want to let you read my blog when youre out, hehhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I still remember seh how we get together. He msged me in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it was like so sudden he say that he miss me,like tak penah2. He was sooo cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Then we meet at night with the rest to celebrate my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was shocked when he asked me to be his,and it took me a long time to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why? Because one of my close friend also likes him, but in the end he's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i meet him almost everyday till we argued and i told him i wouldnt want to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i send him 6 long msges,but he didnt reply at all. So i decided to ignore lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;At night,his friends all called me saying that he was nowhere to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That point of time i got so worried,and the next day i got the bad news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That he was caught by the police.I cried very badlyyyyy okayyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For few weeks,i was not on my mind ,i look like a crazy girl with no life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Till i received his letter,and i was sooooo over the moon know,hehhhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kayy la till here then,goodnyte sweetdreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You kate;Nurra yang update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8140396494972639160?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8140396494972639160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8140396494972639160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8140396494972639160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Sw6HssREptI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qCJOUseRytM/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-9146168071653104649</id><published>2009-11-19T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:46:34.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SwUFoNoXfzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sIDDkhwHn3U/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SwUFoNoXfzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sIDDkhwHn3U/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405733116140027698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;last friday , went out wif friends to town ..&lt;br /&gt;nurra didnt tag along cause town is not her place .. ahhahah !&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be a fun outing , bt end up to be fcukedup day ..&lt;br /&gt;hais .. i dont know what really happen lah kan ..&lt;br /&gt;bt its okayy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one thing lah kan .. if you guys hav any problems with each other , pls lah ehh .. settle them quickly .. tk gune ahh kwn tapi tk puas ati ngan each other .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jai , meo , botak&amp;amp;haikal went off early since they hav training in the evening ..&lt;br /&gt;bt before that , we sempat camwhore ! haha ..&lt;br /&gt;den went off to taka ..&lt;br /&gt;we hav no choice bt to walk in the rain .. lucky sufy bring her PURPLE umbrella .. hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;at night ,  walked to city hall to take mrt from there ..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;home sweet home ! hehh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow plan to watch 2012 .. harap2 jadi eh nurra .. *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You kate ; Qila yang update .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-9146168071653104649?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/9146168071653104649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-friday-went-out-wif-friends-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9146168071653104649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9146168071653104649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-friday-went-out-wif-friends-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SwUFoNoXfzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sIDDkhwHn3U/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-582941219222667938</id><published>2009-11-11T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:04:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svrf6KOJpXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dIUOy5ldj9A/s1600-h/tumblr_krfv8aP0RO1qzbqvao1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svrf6KOJpXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dIUOy5ldj9A/s320/tumblr_krfv8aP0RO1qzbqvao1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402876893253444978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;got to know izad's father passed away last two days ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;takziah from me&amp;amp;nurra yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;sorry cause we hav to private our blog for a while due to some problems in our blog .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;so yeah , will update soon aite !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;takecare people !&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/6382781490096953512-582941219222667938?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/582941219222667938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/582941219222667938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/582941219222667938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svrf6KOJpXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dIUOy5ldj9A/s72-c/tumblr_krfv8aP0RO1qzbqvao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-2726363206370016978</id><published>2009-11-09T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:00:21.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyheyho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On friday,Fareez sister called,saying that hes at home already. So at around 2,she fetched me and went up to their house. By the time i reached his house,he was already at the door. With his mashai face,heh. His cheek is getting chubbier,huhur. Then we went to eat with his father at the coffeeshop. I dont know he wanna smoke for how many times,and he kept saying,'da lame tk isap rokok..' Heh,understand understood ler. After that,we went seperate ways with his sister and father. At around 4,he wanted to send me home and before that we quarrelled at the busstop!! He keep on insisting to take the taxi. I told him not to waste his money,but he die-die want to take the taxi. In the end,he give in. Reached admiralty,we find a place to sit and talk about those times before he went in,tsk ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then we went to nearest shop as hes thirsty. And know whatt!! He buy me Sampoerna. Walauu,he doesnt know how to save money uhh. Geram jugak aku dengan die. Then he went back to his mum's place which is near my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After that i meet Toby!! He just came back from work. Now,hes the one who becoming thinner. Miss him aloooooooot la! Miss the past too,haiz. After that his elder brother came,so does his father and cousin. Accompany them as they drink. Then went under his blok to meet Affad! Yad's twin. Talk about Yad then when im doing something,he switched on the song 'Jangan pisahkan'. That is Riyadh's favourite song. Haiyah,sad ler. At around 1,home sweet home~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BEFORE &amp;amp; AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darllaa-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/darllaa-1-1.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01060-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC01060-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He look different kan!! Then i steal one of his boncet photo which i find it cute ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Toby-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Toby-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kate ; Nurra yang update&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2726363206370016978?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2726363206370016978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyheyho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2726363206370016978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2726363206370016978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyheyho.html' title='Heyheyho.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6951885982466295750</id><published>2009-11-09T01:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:35:32.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredboredbored ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_lmaH7II/AAAAAAAAAKI/9BFp-odHz0Q/s1600-h/tumblr_krt4a020Va1qzdr4go1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_lmaH7II/AAAAAAAAAKI/9BFp-odHz0Q/s200/tumblr_krt4a020Va1qzdr4go1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785824507849858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_FliipiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jYMPLytBsDw/s1600-h/tumblr_krl8vanm6h1qzz3tno1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_FliipiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jYMPLytBsDw/s200/tumblr_krl8vanm6h1qzz3tno1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785274518906402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im bored .. veryvery bored ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on the phone with sepet;black tech a.k.a &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ! videocall-ing with irah ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hahha .. kecoh weii kecoh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nurra stress .. mcm2 dlm kpale otak die .. hais .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we go out soon kay twinnaye ! no  more stress2 .. *winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i went to my cousin's tumblr and i find some cool+pretty+cute pictures ! haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kaylah .. i wanna sleep .. takecare people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_k1-ZjjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YbukXZ7Ijxo/s1600-h/tumblr_krnaeo8JP51qzaf17o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_k1-ZjjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YbukXZ7Ijxo/s200/tumblr_krnaeo8JP51qzaf17o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785811506662962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_lI-uSXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HYfYCSYoe7g/s1600-h/tumblr_krnfsdRNA31qzdsf4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_FDu3ZrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zL0Hchc11YA/s200/tumblr_kr537gq97t1qzz3tno1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785265443792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_EaXpSeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fcMMiZ43LTw/s1600-h/tumblr_kr9f2azdc51qzb7gjo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_EaXpSeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fcMMiZ43LTw/s200/tumblr_kr9f2azdc51qzb7gjo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401785254340544994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6951885982466295750?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6951885982466295750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/boredboredbored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6951885982466295750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6951885982466295750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/boredboredbored.html' title='boredboredbored ..'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/Svb_lmaH7II/AAAAAAAAAKI/9BFp-odHz0Q/s72-c/tumblr_krt4a020Va1qzdr4go1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-9048879560088863966</id><published>2009-11-05T12:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:44:42.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow me a kiss~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC02068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss yad,i miss yad,i miss yad. I want yad,i want yad,i want my yaaaaaaaad setan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Finally December is coming,happy nye aku! Die da nak discharge,yayyyy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But still i did not received a letter from him regarding when he'll be discharge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No hope to be back together but still i wanna hug himmm to show that i miss him alot doh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;To me,hes way too perfect. I want no one else but my one and only &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muhammad riyadh rifdi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hes not hot,hes not cute but hes my sugar,spice and everything nice^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I really cant forget those sweet times with him,although its not that sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Because hes forever my piggy,lazy,sleepy,cranky,irritating baby,hehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I really wanna stay with him and spend my entire life with someone i love deeply~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Insyallah,kalau ade jodoh,who knows both of us will actually continue this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss every single thing about him,no one actually know how i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The way he kissed me,hugged me,slept on my lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The way he stared at me,with his ___. He knows i dont like thaaaaaaaaat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The way he asked for my permission to drink,that one i like!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But i dont like the way that he doesnt even asked help from me,when he got some problem,Heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Miss you love you miss you love you miss you love you,heh giler ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ekh,kalau aku gile asl aku tk masok hospital giler? Heh,*inside joke with qila*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Currently chatting with Akid,my long-time-never-contact bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I still remember he accompany me to wait for Yad eventhough he has tagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hes always told me what Yad was doing,all that. Haiz,Miss the old time alot :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And i get to know something about ****,she BOOM again? Hah,no surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ekh,besok Fareez keluaaaaaa! Yayyyyyy,fareez daaaa nak keluaaaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Happy nyeee aku! Before he surrender,he called me but still can make jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bodoh peh babi,orang tengah sedih die yang ketawee,hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I felt bad for not visiting him when hes inside,but i miss you alot knoww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Tomorrow will be meeting his adek and off to see the botak boy,insyallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Qilaaaaaa,paitao ekh? Entah ekh. Cuak2 pon mataer lu jugak peeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Heheee,sayang kau sangat sangat doh. Tk abes2 dengan kau peh 'dajal',tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You kate ; Nurra yang update &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-9048879560088863966?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/9048879560088863966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/blow-me-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9048879560088863966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9048879560088863966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/blow-me-kiss.html' title='Blow me a kiss~'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1732359167234069596</id><published>2009-11-04T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:20:31.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;went to meet dearest peeps just now .. haha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sumpah i miss them .. i feel weird wen i meet them .. feel lyke thats my first time knowing them ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watched wujud wif nurra&amp;amp;sepet .. i thought seram bt tk seram sngt lahh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sepet keep asking " asl ponti die mcm gemok gitu ?"  .. so bising man him ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lpas tu kan ade org paitao , kan nurra ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dgn aku pon nk tipu .. ye la , aku ni kan sape .. kann  nurra !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;was about to go wen mama come home .. member cuak nmpk mama .. hahha ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;yeah , my problem solved !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;glad that she could forgive me .. i promise , no more late updates for you kayy ..*winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nurra ... tonight conference , no ketawe mengilai okayy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; motor coming soonnn ! hahhah .. *i know you know*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You kate;Qilaa yang update(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1732359167234069596?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1732359167234069596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/went-to-meet-dearest-peeps-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1732359167234069596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1732359167234069596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/went-to-meet-dearest-peeps-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5698496212105008526</id><published>2009-11-04T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:06:57.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honda nsr 150 SP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snapshot_20091104-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Snapshot_20091104-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Heyyyhello! Hhahahaa,qila's at my crib now watching wujud.&lt;br /&gt;Pengecot nak mampos la ni anak. Hehehe. Oh yaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy because helmy dah nak ade motor lagi. Hhehehe.&lt;br /&gt;But this time round he choose my all time favourite colour,which is red.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait! Ive searched for some of the examples in red,and look what i found;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2728875268_0a73793044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/2728875268_0a73793044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This colour caught my eyes,of course la different design. But too reddish kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;Hehheeh. Me likeee it. Sekali kan if dah lawa2,accident lagi macam mane tu ekh?&lt;br /&gt;Choyyy~ I hope wont la this time round,insyallahh. Motor - boringgg.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Ekh,Shah asked me to blog about him. Hmm,almost forget about it tauuk,hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;Imy knowww,u cabar me to gigit u kan. Soon ekh soooon,just waitttttt! Grrr .&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Kay i wannna out nowww,TAKECAR people,Oppps sorry,takecare people!&lt;br /&gt;You kate ; Nurra yang update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5698496212105008526?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5698496212105008526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/honda-nsr-150-sp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5698496212105008526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5698496212105008526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/honda-nsr-150-sp.html' title='Honda nsr 150 SP'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-358582469914427711</id><published>2009-11-03T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:21:22.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SvA8wOuI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K4BYku1DccU/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SvA8wOuI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K4BYku1DccU/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399882752500224146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i seriously got nothing to do .. hahha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;today spend time at home ..*boring*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sorry to whoever that ive promise to meet .. especially nurra&amp;amp;sepet .. hehh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;meet korang tomorrow okay ! *winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to you , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorry .. i know ure disappointed&amp;amp;upset with me .. its not that i ragu2 want to tell you bout this .. i just dontknow how to tell you .. seriously , i hav no intention to hide something from you or not letting you to be the first to know .. i know now we're not as close as before .. and i dont wan you to think that ure not important to me anymore .. yes , u are my friend .. my bestest friend .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know you feel left out .. im sorry .. i didnt spend much time with you .. ive postpone each&amp;amp;every outing .. im sorry .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ive disappoint you alot .. im the worst baby , i know .. im really sorry ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i hope what happen wont affect our friendship .. whatever it is , ure still my baby .. im sorry once again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You kate; Qilaa yang update(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-358582469914427711?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/358582469914427711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-seriously-got-nothing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/358582469914427711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/358582469914427711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-seriously-got-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7V2Ajk4YSy4/SvA8wOuI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/K4BYku1DccU/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-5680683131560715223</id><published>2009-11-03T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:00:43.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurra Syarinny Miss Riyadh Rifdi ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Edition;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I thought ive said i wanna move on? Hehhe,macam betol jek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Move on la nurra,move on. He already told you to move on right? Haiyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid la kau,bengap la kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like sepet asked me yesterday,'Asl orang yang baek,hati baek,smue baek kau tknk?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And he like answer me back but membahasakan,'Sebab terlalu baek ekh?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Think punya think ekh,of course la even my mum likes him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But how to move on? Teach me laaa,hehhehe !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Racialharm0ny.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Racialharm0ny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Macam good good jekk muke kite due,hehhe. Muke sec 2 isit ? neneneh ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I just remember something,me and qila can celebrate our monthsary together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im with Yad,on the first Juneee. Shes with Sepet on first November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When kite due punye birthday,we'll be 1st yr while they're celebrating 7 monthsary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Macam cool gitu kan,itu pon if me and Yad will continue once hes ouuut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cannot wait la,surat pon belom sampai2. 1 month to go,insyallah,amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just hope that he'll be a better man after that. If not sia-sia jek aku tunggu kau doh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;5 months tauuk,but its a hell during those 5 months. Im all alone without you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chey bedek. Well hope that Qila &amp;amp; sepet will last long yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ! ohhhhhhhh ! Qila macam monyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-You kate ; Nurra yang update &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5680683131560715223?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5680683131560715223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/macam-good-good-jekk-muke-kite-duehehhe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5680683131560715223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5680683131560715223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/macam-good-good-jekk-muke-kite-duehehhe.html' title='Nurra Syarinny Miss Riyadh Rifdi ~'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-606021008971818019</id><published>2009-11-02T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:01:10.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well,as from now onwards,i'll be sharing this blog with Qilaa yoooooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hehh. So will be changing url soon,so people just keep on reading my blog aiteee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So yeah,yesterday helmy met with an accident. Padehal kan,we plan to meet up know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He was speeding and hit the van. Motor hancor berkecai dohhh! Sad kaann,i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hahahhah,naseb laa aku takde. Kalau tak,aku yang mampos dulu. Chill mill dohh ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Qila,gua rindu sama lu ah weii. Lincaaa laa updateeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ekh sorry,gua rindu sama balak gua jugak laa,bila mau kluaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hehhe,miss you riyadh ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- You kate ; Nurra yang update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-606021008971818019?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/606021008971818019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-blogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/606021008971818019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/606021008971818019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-blogs.html' title='Sharing blogs'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-9041541618483331260</id><published>2009-10-23T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:24:56.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time to show and tell .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02102009227-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/02102009227-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just got this picture from him. Hmm. I remember that he called me yesterday but i dont remember what it is about,because im sleeping. Mashai dohh. Hehhe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So yeah,ive think twice about him. I think its the best i take my leave. I know i always said this line,&lt;em&gt;'I akan tunggukan you sampai you keluar&lt;/em&gt;.' Im sorry because i took back all my words. You also said that you want the best of me and hope that someone better could take your place and takecare of me right? I dont deny that i still miss you and its hard for me to leave but i just hope that i could forget you for the moment. If i dont love you,why should i bother to reply all your letters during this 4 months? And why do i still bother to wait for you,contact your brothers for their address when you asked for it? I hope that you are not angry with my decision and i also hope that some pretty angel will come to your life and be a best girlfriend to you,rather than me. I just hope that we can be like what we use to be before we're together. Got to meet you sooon!Noww,im gonna enjoy my life to the fullest. No boyfriend,no waste. That is what i told Aqilaa. Hehhe. We should take more pictures of us soon. Tomorrow lah ekh,tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Single mingle jingle jingle. Heeee,sayang kau monyeeeeeeeet/sepeeeeeeeet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-9041541618483331260?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/9041541618483331260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-got-this-picture-from-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9041541618483331260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9041541618483331260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-got-this-picture-from-him.html' title='Its time to show and tell .'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4794411929458078742</id><published>2009-10-17T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:31:22.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boooyaaa !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;____ is ouuuuuuuuuuut! Miss him alot ler. Get to meet him the first&lt;em&gt; *hugs*. &lt;/em&gt;Msging him. When im serious,he still can joke around. Mintak kene sepak sio! Hehhe. Suppose to meet him yesterday but then i fell asleep while waiting for the time. Haizzzz! Wasted lurrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway people,get the fact right before accusing me doing something which i dont. Badmouth about me,go ahead. You are not facing it now,but later. It is as easy as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4794411929458078742?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4794411929458078742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/boooyaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4794411929458078742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4794411929458078742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/boooyaaa.html' title='Boooyaaa !'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5366069683941697705</id><published>2009-10-13T07:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:28:20.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im sorry if i never mean my promises to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Very weak to go to school. With "red light",sore throat,slight fever and running nose. Mum told me that she tried to wake me up but i didnt till she have to go in my room and wake me up. After that qila called me up asking me to wake up,but told her i may not go to school,tskk! Then he called my home asking me to wake up too,shocked uhk then i asked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Me:Did mama called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Him:No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Me:Confirm? Then why you called?&lt;br /&gt;Him:For fun only,just want you to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Me:How did you know that im still not awake? Tell me thruthfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Him:Really,she didnt call me. If you dont believe then ask mama uhk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Me:Still dont wanna tell? Kae fine,i dont want to talk to you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Him:Ekhhh,okae2. Yaa she msg me but she woudnt let me to tell you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then talk to him all the way. Eeeeee,cutenyerrrr kau! Hhahaha. Well..mira,qila,sufy,hisyam,hairi and the best peoples is the best! Hahhaa. Theyre always there with their jokes. We never fail to laugh eventhough we're not in the mood or whatsoever. Hehheh. Theyre making me to forget &lt;strong&gt;yad&lt;/strong&gt; slowly,i dont know why,hmm. It is very hard to move on,i always thought that hes the one who could only love me and no one else,but im wrong. Im sorry if i coudnt wait for you to come out,like i promised. I just want the best for you,if youre happy then i am too. I just hope that you would find a girl who can takecare and understand you. All those letters you gave me,i cant deny that im veryvery happy. Just that your last letter,im sorry that i did not read it. I just couldnt bear to read it. I just hope that we could meet for the last time when youre out. Let me spend the last moment with you before i totally move on. My biggest wish is to have you back,but i guess i'll take my words back now. I love you and i really mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5366069683941697705?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5366069683941697705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry-if-i-never-mean-my-promises-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5366069683941697705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5366069683941697705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sorry-if-i-never-mean-my-promises-to.html' title='Im sorry if i never mean my promises to you.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5034303333274433153</id><published>2009-10-07T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:52:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreplaceable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=baby-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/baby-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Muke sajak jadi bapak kepade 3 orang anak,hehhe,sorry didi setanku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;This is the most important guy in my life. My precious babyboyy! Eversince that he's gone for good,i never even thought of having a replacement. I did not dare to move on eventhough he asked me to and find a guy that is better than him. Cause i know that i only need you and thats all. Everyone of our friends are sad when they get to know that he was caught. Some of them even cried while listening to his favourite song or seeing his pictures. But the worst person was meeeeeeee! I keep on crying non-stop mind you. It was so sad though. He was known the best man in our family. Although he doesnt have the looks,many girls are after him because of his attitude and love to make stupid jokes. I miss calling him galah because he's too tall. Im way below his shoulder and im only 155cm okay. I swear i did not have such a great guy like him before. I really enjoyed every single day with him,i likeeee. I can get so cairrr when he wrote letter just to say that he miss me,how kental. But i regretted something which can never be back again,like some say,'do not cry over a spilt of milk.' Well im trying not to,i just hope that we'll still be together like last time after he's out. I miss you,boy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To:you know who you are after reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I dont know where to start it but what im going to say is that im really sorry for everything that ive done. Im really thankful for having you here with me. I know that we've been through alot of things together,hmm. I want you to know that i do love you but i simply cant move on. Im quite touched when you say that you will be there for me till his out. But once his out,are you leaving me? I cant possibly have the both of you and i must choose either one. Both you and him are the best but i cant make the choice now,im totally confuse. To tell you now,those fights that we had even if its a small matter,im just making you to hate me. After reading your convo with aqilah the other day,when she told you to leave me and you say no,it made me think. Am i doing the right things or not. Im not sure about it myself. Well,you know,mama prefer you rather than him and i dont know why. Hmm,you got the looks and everything. Why cant you just move on? You know,you deserve a better girl rather than me. I can see that you are trying your very best to make me happy all the time and im very thankful. Haiz,once you read it you may reply it back aite. Miss ya alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5034303333274433153?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5034303333274433153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/irreplaceable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5034303333274433153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5034303333274433153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/irreplaceable.html' title='Irreplaceable.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5795215279129993759</id><published>2009-10-06T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:06:23.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss fishcar !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Uss.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Uss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss adeq cartoon alot,Fiqah. Its been a long time since we last met. I miss those times when we're close together. Both Amir and Riyadh is coming out soon on the same date some more! Heee. Happy lah. Anyway,i just read all the letters that babyboy sent to me. Of course i cried lah,miss him alot seh. I kept all those letter in my diary. That diary is for him to read when he's out,like who i went out with all the stuffs. He's a great guy,no one can be as great as him,for me laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I cannot wait for Friday as i'll be going out to watch movie with Qilaaaa! Woooo,what show best ekh? Im so outdated ler now,i have not been going out lately. And i need to nowwwww! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5795215279129993759?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5795215279129993759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-adeq-cartoon-alotfiqah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5795215279129993759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5795215279129993759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-adeq-cartoon-alotfiqah.html' title='i miss fishcar !'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8267400356997338161</id><published>2009-10-04T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:13:28.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riyadh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Heyyyyyyyyy . Nurra is back back back back back ! Hehhe .&lt;br /&gt;Now i at twinny's houseeee . Shes singing till it rains heavily la sehh .&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae , I receive letter from my babyboy like suddenly ! Happy sesgt tauk !&lt;br /&gt;Glad to know that he's okay inside , and baby coming out soon ! Cannot wait . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Few weeks more only and i get to see and huggggggggg him !&lt;br /&gt;Babyboy miss me laaa sehhhhhhhhh , happy la abehh . Rindu you jugeeeeek .&lt;br /&gt;So last Thursday was actually our 4th monthsary , like so fast ekhh ! But..nevermind den . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Raya is so boring without him . He told me that he miss the old times also .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kesian dier and Amir . Raya inside , tulaaa sape suruh jadi kepale batu sangat kan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dulu orang cakap takmu lari , nak lari jugak . Biar padan dengan muke kau . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Whatever sia Nurra . Padan muke dier , tapi bile dier kene tangkap , nanges jugak .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For one week , im out of mind . I cry for no reasons , never even dare to go out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Till this girl , called me up and encourage me to forget about it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Time flies so fast , he's coming out already . * Seram sejuk laaa *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And i wanna thank her for being there for me all the time . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thank youuu Aqilaa bobechh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Rayaaaaaaa Time ! Boring for me though .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/IMG_4604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rayaaa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/rayaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8267400356997338161?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8267400356997338161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/riyadh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8267400356997338161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8267400356997338161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/10/riyadh.html' title='Riyadh !'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-9097042686041013226</id><published>2009-09-19T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:52:43.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari rayaa !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Been meeting H almost everyday. He rides me to school,fetch me from school. Well,Just great to have him here. Sweeet tauk! Heheh. So,yesterday went to geylang with him. It was raining but lucky not that heavy when he fetched me. Accompany him to buy his raya clothes. I dont like geylang,so crowded. Girls keep looking at him,and still he cn look at them like what only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Me:Tengok pompan lagi!Mate tk tutop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;He:Turns around us and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sekaali right the couple behind us was laughing,and he was like so paisehhh. Hahaa. When i was the one looking at guys,he goes like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;He:Suke kau tengok jantan? Nk main belakang aku huh? Aku kt sini kau tknk tengok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The guys terus laugh at me. Indeed it was very memalukan,haha! After buying all the needs,went to meet Kiyah and Tasha as theyre working at there. At around 8 plus went off to bedok to eat. He was so gentlemen,sweet gitu. Hmm. He sends me home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It was the first time i went to geylang on the year of 2009,tskk !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well,since tomorrow is raya,i wanna wish all Selamat hari raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope that all of you will forgive me sincerely if i had done or say something that is unappropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But i got no mood to raya. Riyadh is not here. Its quite saddening though celebrating raya alone without your loved ones. But luckily im still in contact with him eventhough it was only through letters. Hmm,hes coming out soon,thats what he told me,still im not so excited about it,can say only 70% of it. The rest im not quite sure about it. Stress thinking of this and that. So,i'll just have to wait to sort things out with him. Well,got to go noww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One again,selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-9097042686041013226?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/9097042686041013226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-rayaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9097042686041013226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/9097042686041013226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-rayaa.html' title='Selamat Hari rayaa !'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4702431927850962675</id><published>2009-09-08T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:38:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indahnya bersama mu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life is great without having a 'friend' like her. You may get what you want,but you'll get what you deserve to next time. Enough about that no life bitch.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Many asked me to stop waiting for him. Well,i guess i should after i had a talk with Japz while we're drinking,putting out stress away. Its not worth anyway as he might not change when he's out. But i just hope to meet him,for the last time. Just to get a hug as a sign of missing him. Theres a reason why i cant forget about him. I never once thought of having a serious relationship. But when im with him,things chnged. Hmm. I'll leave it to fate.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I love my people alot! They always cheer me up,hehhe. Its the fasting month,yet im drinking almost everyday. Someone is hinting something to me. Yes,but ____,i dont want to feel that way cause shes my close friend. Marry? Its still a long way to go but god willing if we're fated to be with each other,its good. Kalau ader jodoh lah kan. Thats so sweet of you to send me safely. Thanks alo,hehhe. Jealous ekh when he kissed me? Well,you and her look sweet together too. Heeh,nice knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;_____,i dont know if you meant what you said yesterday. What you did all this while is very sweet. Remember when we're going up the hill? I was scared to climb it up yet you hold my hand and bring me up confidently,you even want to carry me up. While the rest took their own sweet time climbing it. Remember when i want to go to the toilet? Youre tired but you still care to ride me on your wife to the nearest toilet. When i took a long time(tgh syiok amek gmbr sendiri),you even wait for me infront of the toilet. When youre riding your motor too fast,you even grab my hand to make sure tht i hold you tightly. You even hugged me to make me feel safe and warm when. You put me to sleep till the next morning. You kissed me and make me feel as if im the only girl. But i know that i wont fall for you because youre a playboy baby! hehhe. Change yourselve and prove it to me. Lets see if you can make me fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4702431927850962675?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4702431927850962675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/indahnya-bersama-mu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4702431927850962675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4702431927850962675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/indahnya-bersama-mu.html' title='Indahnya bersama mu.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4840609872260757602</id><published>2009-09-01T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T13:57:25.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riyadh &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im back ! Hehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life is great this few days with my loved ones around,especially Fiqah. We're still as close as ever. I really treasure her because shes always there for me and give me encourages. Shes a great friend,or shall i say sister. Well,Yad's beloved sister whaat,tsk. Wellwellwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;, Yad is still in the story. Ouh yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;,today is the day. But hes not here with me. I just have to be patient and w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ait for him to be &lt;em&gt;released&lt;/em&gt;,and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we shall talk about us. Im touched by him because he still bother to ask around whether i received his letter or not when he did not receive my reply. I dont have the heart to leave him because ive already promised him that i will wait for him and be with him thru thick and thin together. Wooo,I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cannot wait to see him. Next year,n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ext year! Heh,rindu kau sangat-sangat seram sejuk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4840609872260757602?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4840609872260757602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back-hehhe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4840609872260757602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4840609872260757602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back-hehhe.html' title='Riyadh &lt;3'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2945129903134328074</id><published>2009-08-16T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:17:51.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a hell for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darllaa-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/darllaa-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was down and lost myself for awhile when i get to know he's inside but in ___. So that means i have to wait for 3 weeks to hear again. Hes the only one that im close with eversince Riyadh is inside. He was the one who cheer me up,call me because he knows im alone,message me to show that he cares. I really need him here with me,i cant bare to lose him. Now theres no one there for me,to love and care like he did. Both of them is not here for me anymore,who am i going to turn to? Hmm,thats life. I have to face it all by myself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Fiqah,mamat,Taby all comfort me. Yishun people cheered me up! Ton with them for the last because fasting month is nearing. It was really fun because theres alot of people,i guess. Ride on helmi's new bike,and we went some parts of yishun but the engine so memekak and the way he rides buat aku takut jer. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maklomlaa,orang dah lame tk naik motor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Almost all of us there ____ including me but then not serabak Fiqah ler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Saw Delphia! Miss her alot mannn,and her mum fun to the max! Thennn,saw botak also! Helmi sent me home. Reached home at around eight and sleep all the way. If yad comes out ekh,im sure gonna asked him to drive instead. Heh,and i miss him,i miss him,i miss him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2945129903134328074?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2945129903134328074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hell-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2945129903134328074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2945129903134328074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hell-for-me.html' title='Its a hell for me.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6016030537043902053</id><published>2009-08-10T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:22:48.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ep&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Get out from the house at 7PM. Imagine that. Went out of the train and rush to meet the rest. There were about 30-40 of us and all of us was in a mess dokz! Then heard the sound of fireworks. I was running towards the court and when i turned behind,all of them were following me. We only get to watch the last part of the fireworks. It was very nice. Fiqah was like,'Kalau lah abg aku ade kt sini,confirm korang sweet giler nyer.' I was at the urge of crying at the point of time,but i just keep those tears away. Theres alot of people there. I keep on turning left and right because people keep on calling my name,'Ekh nurra! Nurraa! Ekh,imy nurra,Nurra my wife!' Hahaa,i got lots og hugs too! Macam popular pulak aku ni,tsk! Saw apis,i used to hate him for being with that bitch but at last he hugged me and and still cn joke around telling everyone im his wife. Tsk,wait long2 kae and im happy that they broke up already! Then i went admiralty at around 11 while the rest go drink with mama. Why? Because im meeting my baby. Hheh. Saw fuad,amir and acap while waiting for him. So they accompany me for awhile. Then baby mengamok and just walk away. I run and he ask this and that. Sorry lerr b. But aku syg kau banyak2 kae? Then at around 1 that he cabbed home while i meet toby and putra. Rindu them knoww! Went to meet azizi,deedee and lup and home by 4 and was shocked to see dad is still awake using the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss my baby alot! Haiz. He's still sleeping at 9! Babi bodoh kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6016030537043902053?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6016030537043902053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/ep3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6016030537043902053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6016030537043902053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/ep3.html' title='Ep&lt;3'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5943311204507522788</id><published>2009-08-08T10:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:29:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I dont care what they say,im gonna be with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;RiyadhRifdi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I never imagined that you would leave me alone here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The way you treat me is different from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You are one of a kind. You are just so different from the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I like the way we sleep together,you make jokes,drink vodka early in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I like everything you did,just for us to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Eversince then,ive promised myself to be with you and only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I still remember the promise i made,to wait for you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I still am waiting for you. I also hope that NurraRiyadh will last till forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I never even once regret being with you instead im very happy to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I dont care about what if the others would say about you or whatever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Because to me,You are just the perfect guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Your 'brothers' always said to me that they will be waiting for you to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Your beloved sister,Fiqah told me that she missed you alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;No one knows what i actually feel deep inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Im sorry if i hurt you by that. Still,i love you the most and alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Youre the best birthday gift that i received on my 15th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;B,aku sayang kau lebih dari orang lain okae,ingat tu kae Yad setan ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5943311204507522788?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5943311204507522788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/jay-zi-guess-things-will-be-good-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5943311204507522788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5943311204507522788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/jay-zi-guess-things-will-be-good-like.html' title='&amp; I dont care what they say,im gonna be with you.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3510436679376118884</id><published>2009-08-07T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:54:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confuse by a word called love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dani1-1-1-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/dani1-1-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dani SatSat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After a long time of not meeting this boy,he suddenly appeared outside my house there. Hekz. Rindu him alot. Talk about the past,do craps,hahha. Then he take a look at my ezlink,i thought he just want to look at my picture,yah ofcourse he laugh. Sekali right,he sing his jiwang song with my full name somemore. Irritating lerr,i keep on beating him cause i hate my full name what. But nevermind,you suke kan? Tsk! All the song got kena mengena with the past. Ya lah,last time both like each other,but too bad. After that im with my babyboy. Heh. Still,he'll always be loved by me;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im sorry Qila and Sufy because i perangai just now. Haiz,i wonder why pms keep on changing our mood. Like irritating lor. Hate it mann,PMS just go away soon please,thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3510436679376118884?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3510436679376118884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/dani-satsat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3510436679376118884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3510436679376118884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/dani-satsat.html' title='Confuse by a word called love.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-7112227598297926342</id><published>2009-08-06T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:55:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darllaa-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/darllaa-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ily,Mwah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-7112227598297926342?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/7112227598297926342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/ilymwah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7112227598297926342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7112227598297926342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/ilymwah.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2120717002538046017</id><published>2009-08-04T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:59:41.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really love R &amp; D alot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I love Riyadh! Hehheh,thanks for the letter sygku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I will wait for you to be out okay,and we'll see whether NurraRiyadh will still be together or not. I dont wish to leave him. And i dont want to find other guys to replace you because no one can even be replacing you,i guess. Im already leading a good life being with you and the worst like now,waiting for you to be out from that place. 10 months more to go if im not wrong right. I know anything can happen during that period of time but just trust me,i wont love anyone as much as i love you. I cant wait to meet you when you get your homeleave. I really want to meet you,or hug and even kiss you even if it was for the last time. I wanna be here for you thru thick and thins together. Please dont leave me cause i know i cant stay strong without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On the other hand,im confused about someone. He cheered me up whenever im down,he's willing to do anything just for me,even &lt;strong&gt;sacrifising&lt;/strong&gt; his love. But im really in a difficult situation now. I dont know what im doing is right or not. I dont think its worth for you to love a girl like me,dear. I know its very unfair for you right now. You told me that youre okay,but i know that youre not. You cant lie to me. Its not that i dont want to contact you,but like what i said,i rather be hurt than seeing the others hurt. I also dont want the both of you to fight because of me. Yes, i do love you,maybe not as much as Riyadh but still,you really mean alot to me. By l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;etting you go hurt that bad,but i have to. I cant look at your face whenever i see you cause i know ive hurt you. Haiz,I will lose my daddy,my masai,my jay-z. Just listen to our song whenever you miss me. Maybe,we're not meant to be together but you'll always be here,in my heart. I will miss those time that we spend together every single day. Last but not least,i will miss everything about you. Takecare and all the best for you,love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You changed me to a new nurra. You are the one who motivate me to go school nowadays. Youre the one,sweetheart. Youre the one who make me open my heart back. I never even thought of leaving you,but i guess i should now. When i say that 'i love you',i really means it. I thought that we could spend times together forever but im wrong. I thought that you can stay by my side all the time,but no. We couldnt. Im loving you as day pass by but well,let just leave it to the one up there aite. I really miss you that bad right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shit,im crying,haiz. And also I wanna thank my girls for being there for me always,giving me advice and all. I dont know whether i did the right choice or not,because what goes around comes around. I do believe in karma but im scared that it might go back to me. Im really confuse. Thanks girls,especially Aqilah. Thanks twinny. I know youre sick and tired of listening to my whinings,sorry yaw. Even Aqilah who knows me inside out for almost 5 years says that its her first time seeing me so serious in a relationship. Im really scared of losing Riyadh and also Jay-z. Haiz,may god will lead me to the correct path. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2120717002538046017?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2120717002538046017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2120717002538046017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-riyadh-hehhehthanks-for-letter.html' title='I really love R &amp; D alot.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-4971023604748069659</id><published>2009-08-02T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:40:44.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Away;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss my baby seram sejukk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;;Please come out faster sweetheart:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4971023604748069659?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4971023604748069659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/away-i-miss-my-baby-seram-sejukk-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4971023604748069659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4971023604748069659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/08/away-i-miss-my-baby-seram-sejukk-please.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8500873882202477089</id><published>2009-07-25T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:41:17.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BlRKCUjucjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BlRKCUjucjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goodbye to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8500873882202477089?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8500873882202477089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8500873882202477089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8500873882202477089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2991378167311503326</id><published>2009-07-24T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:41:33.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Riyadh is never out of my mind. Ive been dreaming about him finding me when he's out, like always. But forsure i know it wont happen. I miss him very much,i guess. I know that we're over but i hope that when he's already out or got his homeleave,i would get to meet him and hug him,for the last time. Hes not been replying to my letters and i wonder what he's doing in there. Its going to be two months soon,time flies so SLOW. Or its just me,keep thinking of him? But im just hoping for that last time. Opening my heart for someone 100% is not that easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im so touched by someone. Hes been there for me always,making me forgetting Riyadh. I miss talking on the phone with him talking craps till morning,msg-ing each other,meeting up when we're free,beat him for no reasons,haha. &amp;amp; I dont wish to lose him but it seems like i have to,soon? Remember our song?Ily;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Also for Fiqq loveeee. You have to stay strong no matter what okay. I believe that everyone has their own partner. Just that you have not found yours. You've got everything what a girl wants,but they just dont appreciate it. But its okay,youre always in me here,hahaah. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway people. Im not using my current number anymore. Im changing number soon,or i'll not be using my hp anymore. So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2991378167311503326?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2991378167311503326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/riyadh-is-never-out-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2991378167311503326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2991378167311503326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/riyadh-is-never-out-of-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2867382173633883486</id><published>2009-07-23T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:02:37.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Fiqq-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Fiqq-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeh, i love him alooooooooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He's the sweetest guy ever. I wanna thank him for being there for me always. Hot knowww my masam boyyy. Im happy that ive found someone like him.  I love you alot sweetheart. Currently in love with him,so whats the problem? Hekz,IlyIlyIly&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; Please lah dont be kaypo and dont be such an attention seeker thinking im this and that okay. Thanks for tarnishing my reputation and the whole embarrassment. Im not the one who get humiliated but its the opposite,and i dont lose anything at all. Thanks for trying to make all the people to hate me,but i just want to say that YOU FAILED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2867382173633883486?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2867382173633883486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/heeeeh-i-love-him-alooooooooot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2867382173633883486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2867382173633883486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/heeeeh-i-love-him-alooooooooot.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4952368877646840328</id><published>2009-07-16T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:32:25.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gf1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/gf1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss my girlfriends alot.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a letter to him,and that will be the last. I cried upon reading it,but well what to do. Hes just a memory now,that will never be erased. I dont think we'll meet again,even when hes been released. Im leaving all my 'sisters',as well as those people who i always slack with. I will feel better that way,i guess. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muhammad Riyadh Rifdi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,im enjoying my days with school friends right now. Im much more into studies,i enjoyed studying and even my form teacher is happy with my attendance now. No more counselling,no more lecturing or what. 2nd term is the start of new Nurra,heh. Now,i wanna thank someone for cheering me up,msg me every single day and meet me up whenever he can. Thank you alot,masaaaaai! Hahha. Also,i miss my girlfriends. Im sorry for negleting you girls. We will still be indiana,mindiana,farlyana and elyana alright! I love you three. Jom hit my house one day and start our craps that no one ever saw. Annnnnd,lets watch hindustan! I likeee! Hahaaa:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4952368877646840328?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4952368877646840328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-my-girlfriends-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4952368877646840328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4952368877646840328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-my-girlfriends-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4748601866060789068</id><published>2009-07-06T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:29:10.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=06072009008-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/06072009008-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I almost broke down when i got the news about Fareez. Met his dad and sister just now and his dad told me that he was sentence 6 months in prison. But i can visit him with his sister yo! I cannot wait to meet him luh and see him bo-bo-botak! Hehhe. But im glad that he surrender so his life wont be as difficult. I think im being cursed or something? Because almost everyone that i love will go in for sure. But im strong to go through all this,insyallah. I wont be posting for awhile,so yeah,takecare peopleeeee! Tag me alright;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fareez;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fareezz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/fareezz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4748601866060789068?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4748601866060789068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-almost-broke-down-when-i-got-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4748601866060789068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4748601866060789068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-almost-broke-down-when-i-got-news.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5470147401810167623</id><published>2009-07-06T08:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:17:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nizammm? Heheh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00656-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00656-2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I dont know why i suddenly miss Nizam hotstuff! Hhah. That time when we ton,he was the one whom i share all my problems to. The one who make me feel warm when im cold,lend me a shoulder to sleep on eventhough hes not okay&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;shake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;shake&lt;/em&gt;*.&lt;/span&gt; Those girls got him,must be very lucky to have him. Hes even hot till cheese can meltzzz. Hahaa! I played the song kembali pulang to him,because hes exacly like riyadh,even the stomach. Theyre so thin like stick&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(except for riyadh,hes tall like galah). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They even got the same type of stomach,macam cushycushy cushion,hehe. Except for the fact that Nizam is hot,because street-wearer whaat. &amp;amp; my phone is spoilt. And now i need to use back my N73. Nvm,same phone like Nizam mah! Hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And now im waiting for that tashir swine to call me! urgh. He took so long to bath!! Babi punye swine. Faster faster meet me! He started working already at topman somemore. Haiyaa,i want to work also lah! Heeheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shir.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/shir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5470147401810167623?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5470147401810167623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/nizammm-heheh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5470147401810167623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5470147401810167623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/nizammm-heheh.html' title='Nizammm? Heheh.'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-7638874472463356986</id><published>2009-07-05T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:52:21.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Riyadh:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03006-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC03006-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mum is gonna buy for me a notebook. Heee,so happy lor! But i want it to be red in colour. I also want to get myself a new phone too. The satio phoneeee! I cannot stop looking at the phone,its so tempting,hehhe! Its a touchscreen phone,RED in colour summore! &amp;amp; I miss Fareez my skimmer boy alot! Hes now in db for four days because he airwole for 1 year! The court is on 6th July which is tomorrow. But im glad he called me before he surrender. Lagi can sweet talk with me. He got his GST already whattt! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dh 21 ekhh,sygku so old&lt;/span&gt;! Hes forever there for me and ask me to move on with life. Im lazy want to go to his court,but i hope everything will be alright when his dad calls me. Riyadh is already in there,and i hope that Fareez will not and he'll be fine now:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Life is very unfair for me,i keep losing the loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-7638874472463356986?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/7638874472463356986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/mum-is-gonna-buy-for-me-notebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7638874472463356986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7638874472463356986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/mum-is-gonna-buy-for-me-notebook.html' title='I Miss Riyadh:('/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4505042596323820327</id><published>2009-07-02T08:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:56:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad Riyadh Rifdi&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=07062007927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/07062007927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This was two years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday was our day. Its really saddening because hes not here with me. I miss him,very very much. 1 year is long. Anything can happen within that one year,but my love for him wont change. Almost everyone told me to move on with life and dont have to wait for him. They think its easy,but how would they feel if theyre in my shoes? I will wait for him to come out no matter what. Yes.i got some replacement. But theyre just someone who can accompany me when hes in there and that doesnt mean i love them. 27 days without him already. Its almost a month,love. I cant wait for him to come out. *hugs &amp;amp; love you Riyadh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone just told me,'Kalau sayang Riyadh,tunggukan dier aje kae.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4505042596323820327?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4505042596323820327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-decided-to-unprivate-it-backbut-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4505042596323820327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4505042596323820327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-decided-to-unprivate-it-backbut-only.html' title='Muhammad Riyadh Rifdi&lt;3'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4758158512390796711</id><published>2009-06-27T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:09:49.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Okay,now theres only 6 people who can enter to my blog. Look at the links,only to my cousins and those that i trust. Well,i just have to let things out now. Haiz,my life is so damn cock up! Im in love with Riyadh,but as well i got someone whos been waiting for me for i dont know how long! Hes the one whos there to guide me through whatever. I know him for so long already,time flies so fast ekh b. Ahah,dont worry peepos,he knows about me and Riyadh. He dont mind,like what he said. I dont know what will happen when Riyadh comes out. What i know is,im still waiting for him,hekz. Macam Toby cakap,biar byk syg,asalkan cume ade satu jer dekat dalam hati. Talking about him,i saw him just now!!! Happy siak,hahaa. Infront of crowded places,he still can shout and say,'pape call Toby kae syg!'. My mum says hes cute,that is because she have not see his tattoos! Satu badan dah macam drawing block! Hahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel so stupid seh. Why should i accept a goodguy like him? Good as in the inner and not the outer. Ive known all of his familiaa,and i like them! Even the mother understanding beb! Hehh. He gave me this one msg just now and it makes me wanna cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;'B,i tktau la asl dgn i..i rase mcm happy gitu,mcm i ade u dh cukop happy seh. Btol2 kan i dh lame tau sygkn u,cume i tk blg jek. Tk pecaye blg Julie. I slalu blg dier.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haizz,is he the replacement for the time being or what? &amp;amp; like always,I miss Riyadh. Hes not coming into my dreams anymore. I always have this thought like 'hes leaving me soon'.. Haiz. I love him alot:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4758158512390796711?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4758158512390796711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/okaynow-theres-only-6-people-who-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4758158512390796711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4758158512390796711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/okaynow-theres-only-6-people-who-can.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5642975772339680466</id><published>2009-06-26T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:29:04.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Planned all change,haiyaah. Anw,yesterday went to street at Yishun to see Rais and Fareez play soccer. Before that,went up to Julie's house. We slack at the street there around 7 plus. That time,i just realise that my hp is not with me,i lost it,hahha. I keep on cursing when its my fault. At around 10 plus,we waited for Fiqah and Julie run to me and say that my hp was at her house. After that,we went to meet the rest. Shaiful my syg was there,he looked different. When he tegur me,i hugged him like mad,rindu oi! The last time i saw him was at school,before he graduated. Hekz.&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fedoura&lt;/strong&gt;,i think you know him,hes in the same school as you&lt;/em&gt;. Back to the story,decide to ton with them and we&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;em&gt;stim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Man took care of me all the way. Hah. He keep on,'b..masai sia u'. Till at this one time,Fiqah and Julie pulled me to one place,and told me something. I cried and say to Fiqah,'How about Riyadh?' Thats what i said all the way. Both of them hugged me and cried too. They know how deep our love is and its not easy for me to let go of him. Hah,only Fiqah knows how i feel,cause shes facing that kind of problems too. When its time to go home,abg and him send their princess home,which is me and Fiqah. Tsk,masai sia all of us with our sleepy faces. They even check our handphone to see if we mengatal! Urgh. But luckily Riyadh's msgs he did not delete it. He knows how i feel,and i appreciate that;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5642975772339680466?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5642975772339680466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/planned-all-changehaiyaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5642975772339680466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5642975772339680466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/planned-all-changehaiyaah.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1447523869758388397</id><published>2009-06-25T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:16:17.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02844-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC02844-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thats Afy. I miss my brudders&lt;em&gt;-Afy,Apis,Zee²,Lup,Jap and Ken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haiz. I heard that Afy is leaving me too. First its Amir,then Akid&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i glad that hes not in) ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then its Apit,then its &lt;strong&gt;Riyadh&lt;/strong&gt;,and next him? Shit lahh. I cannot afford to lose Afy. Hes been there with me for 5 years already! He knows me inside and outside,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not even my parents&lt;/span&gt;! Im gonna miss him badly if hes not here with me. I have to meet him everyday,its like a routine for me. Im used to have him here with me always. Life without him will be very tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him waking up for me almost everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him hugging me when im not alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him looking at me with my just-wake-up fae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him carrying me from door to the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him crying with me when im sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him singing his jiwang songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him cooking breakfast for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him sharing our stories about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll miss him knocking through my window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;-I'll missssssssssss him for everthing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haiz,seeee. He meant alot to me. Hes been like my own elder brother. Haiyaaa. Well. I gotta get ready first,i need to do my hair. 5pm,chowwwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1447523869758388397?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1447523869758388397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-afy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1447523869758388397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1447523869758388397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-afy.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-7789679124779435921</id><published>2009-06-25T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:37:41.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will be going riding later on and tonned at yishun.&lt;br /&gt;Takecare~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-7789679124779435921?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/7789679124779435921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-be-going-riding-later-on-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7789679124779435921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/7789679124779435921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-be-going-riding-later-on-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5751741599700042296</id><published>2009-06-24T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:37:24.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me and Wawa buy 4D. Numbers terbalek sio! We buy 0125,sekali keluar 2501. Babiiii. Actually 01 is my date with Riyadh. 25 is her date with Apit. Sweet kan kite,heheee. If not,that money we can go shopping already lor! Heee. I cannot wait for tomorrow. Go ECP because i badly wanna swim. Then proceed to meet Wawa and go shisha,with either our riders or my dearly missed,Bam,Amore and the brudder2 tanjung lor. If with the riders,we can go riding tomorrow. Heehhe. But the plan to ECP,i dont know ekh. Not many of them are going,so mendak lor them! Haiyaa. Boringggggggg~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5751741599700042296?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5751741599700042296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-and-wawa-buy-4d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5751741599700042296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5751741599700042296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-and-wawa-buy-4d.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-301034133825131430</id><published>2009-06-23T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:58:50.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snapshot_20090624_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Snapshot_20090624_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Qila Lurp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R; Nurra Indiana. says:&lt;br /&gt;kau nk aku tuleskn ape2 tk pat abg kau? haha&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;kater...&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;untok abg kesygn,&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;nnti klua ker h0meleave,&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;mesti rase seram sejuk..&lt;br /&gt;R; Nurra Indiana. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha. siak uh fiqah..kau tk rindu dier ke?&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;rindu lah...dier kn ak0 nyer klaka seram&lt;br /&gt;R; Nurra Indiana. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha,. kekek la korang..ntah lah. sedeh sak aku..haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;tu lah kla0 ka0 tk mintak break ngan dier mesti dier tk surrender...&lt;br /&gt;@deQ Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Haiya,am i the cause of everything? I felt as if i were to blame. Im sorry Riyadh,im really sorry. Like ive said,i regret what i said to him. I took back all my words the next day,but im too late because by then,hes already in there. Urgh,i miss him badly madly and everythingly. I need Riyadh nowwww:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haiyaaaaa. REGRET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-301034133825131430?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/301034133825131430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-qila-lurp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/301034133825131430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/301034133825131430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-qila-lurp.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3602981615930006070</id><published>2009-06-23T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:03:31.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=satio.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/satio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ive told dad that i want this phone. But i have to wait for 6 months,because the phone will be released around December 2009. Walaooweh. But i like this phone alot la kan. Dora is getting the Yari phone and she also have to wait. Babee,sabar menanti! HAHA. Dari kite tengok muke due2 pompan tu pecah,sampai lawa&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(miracle)&lt;/span&gt; baru phone kite sampai. Wait long long ekh! Qila and Suf is coming my house. Weee,cannot wait,confirm fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A cheered up my day again. But im sick and tired of quarelling with him laa! Everything that comes out from my mouth,will always be wrong wrong and wrong. I dont know ekh syg,like ive said,when youre not working then we'll meet and talk. Its hard for us to meet since youre working for the full time shift already. Urgh,somemore your tagging! Grr. I hate the government alot la. Fyi,A is just a close friend,like someone whose replacing Riyadh for the moment. Just a someone whom i can talk to and understands me. I love him,but not as much as i love Riyadh.&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/6382781490096953512-3602981615930006070?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3602981615930006070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-told-dad-that-i-want-this-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3602981615930006070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3602981615930006070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-told-dad-that-i-want-this-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3150865420861964798</id><published>2009-06-22T16:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:33:26.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Webcam with my twinneh yang belom mandi. Hah! Anak dare aper ni,case rindu H;Qila ekh? Meeting her tomorrow,and shes gonna help me out with the letters for dearest Riyadh. Thanks ekh babe,but please dont give me stupid ideas like just nowww:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; I cant wait for Sunday. Wawa is going to rebond my hair at my house. Usually she charge people 80 bucks,but she charged me 40 bucks. Good right got a hairdresser for a friend. Tsk. I miss her already laa. Shes the best girlfriend that i could ever asked for. I know i used to anti her like fuck for 'stealing' Apit from me. But well,thats the past. Ive got Riyadh,and i hope that she'll last long with Apit. Well,shes gonna stay with me to wait for Apit and Riyadh. At least we're patience enough by not getting ourselves a boyfriend when theyre inside there suffering like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss Riyadh lor. Its only 17 days. Haiyaa,it seems so long. Nevermind. Patience is virtue. &amp;amp; Absence make the heart grows fonder. I know he doesnt have the looks like my pasts. What for if they have the looks but is not what the type that i want? Fighting with other girls just because of them somemore its just a waste of time. Its a good thing that he doesnt have the looks so that girls will not go for him. Heh,atleast i know that hes nice enough. Although i knew him for a year already and look at his face everyday,i still miss him and hope that hes here with me. Pray hard that his time in there will not extend. I still &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; you like i always do:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3150865420861964798?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3150865420861964798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/webcam-with-my-twinneh-yang-belom-mandi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3150865420861964798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3150865420861964798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/webcam-with-my-twinneh-yang-belom-mandi.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8538084887396407890</id><published>2009-06-21T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:42:06.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yad3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/yad3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riyadh,im praying that you'll be out faster. I miss you pantat:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ts already 6 am,and im still not sleeping because i had no idea what to write to him. Ive got alot of things to say to him,but i just dont know how to express it. You,i promise that i will cherish you when youre released okay. Not to dump you just like that. I promised. When youre out,i'll let you read my blog,and you will know what is happening around aite. Hmm,now i know already what to write in the letter. Hee,want to read? Nenipompom. I miss you alotttttttt laaa&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8538084887396407890?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8538084887396407890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8538084887396407890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8538084887396407890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-713475810371510093</id><published>2009-06-21T06:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:45:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I love and miss my pretty girls lor. Send me the picture soon,Qila! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00846.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/DSC00846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=darllaa-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/darllaa-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss Naz and Toby too.&lt;br /&gt;Do you people know the song 'kenanganku by dyna'?The Nazri is for that guy above wearing the soccer jersey. Hah,dont believe go ask Dyna yourself lor. Riyadh also used to like her. Can say alot of the RC people likes Dyna. Shes a pretty girl that has a cute voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hes the one in white. Anyway,this is last year's photos,tsk. Steal meal lahh. So now,can you see how tall and kudut he is? Yad oh yad,dah lah tinggi,perangai pon mcm setan. Otak kau mati la riyadh. Anw,Im only at his shoulder length there. Maybe hes too tall,or im too short. Wait,if im too short,than what is Qila? Shes shorter than me whattt:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ouh yes,before i end my post,i wanna say something. Why on earth does people like her exists? What is her motive by msging me in a sarcastic way like this,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Matair pat dlm,yg pompan aper lagi,flirt. Tak ingat matair. Mane tak,lupe kawan,lupe dunia. Selalu terjadi mcm gini ehh&lt;/span&gt;.' Eeee,mind your own fucking business you fucking whore~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-713475810371510093?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/713475810371510093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadhim-praying-that-youll-be-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/713475810371510093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/713475810371510093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadhim-praying-that-youll-be-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2996912071794906733</id><published>2009-06-20T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:53:46.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday incident in the train totally make me scared. It is because i cant see anything,only certain parts,i only can hear soft voices,im feeling cold but im sweating. What the,like stim sia,but no i didnt. We changed plans,so alighted at Orchard and headed to Far East. After that headed to barrage. We did have fun there although its just the three of us. I keep wanting to take taxi because i cant stand the heat and i cant bother to wait for the shuttle bus. Then we went to Bugis. Qila bought her things,proceed to meet Wawa. We talked about so many stuffs inside the train! Till we didnt realise we already reached Admiralty. She wanted to borrow money from A. So we took the bus and went to A house. He cannot go out from the house because he got tagging. I pray hard not to get a lecture from him because he doesnt want me to wear shorts. When we reached,i peep at him and he already saw it from the window. Alamakk,i just hear to his blablabullshits. He gave me 10 bucks to take cab straight home,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;takot nyer ni anak,mcm aku tktau balek jer&lt;/span&gt;. But took the bus to somewhere. Slack for awhile,and ride home. Called him and at that time i was chatting with a new friend,coincidently,thats his adek friend lor. He gets jealous and like malas want to layan me. All he talks about was about motor once he got his license. Im so not into motor la please ekh you! I want you to have a car lor,heeeh. Sayang you alot la babi&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T,thanks for everything. Thanks for cheering me up. You made me forget about him but..hmm. I just hope that you'll still be there for me no matter what it is like you used to. I know you like talking to me right,tsk. Thanks hotstuff! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Qila,i hope that youre fine after what happened. Just dont be degil okae! Im here for you arent i? Suffy's there too. I know you too well la Qila. I know its hard,but nevermind. All this takes time okay sweetheart? Hope that you wont give up easily. Guys forever are like that! Just be patient. Alah,H tkde Kecik ade per! One down ten to go! Thats my girl! Tsk. Tgk aku,yad tkde A ade..T ade..not T*** okay. Its new guy,haha. I'll be telling you soon! Nurra Qila love,btol btol btol. Hahaha. Tongga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Riyadh&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2996912071794906733?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2996912071794906733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-incident-in-train-totally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2996912071794906733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2996912071794906733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-incident-in-train-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8841438680527257503</id><published>2009-06-19T10:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:50:23.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss my Riyadh the gangster~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; is busy these few days with works and stuff. Its hard for us to meet because he finished his work at 8pm and he have to be back home at 10pm because of his &lt;strong&gt;tagging&amp;amp;probation&lt;/strong&gt;! Urgh,who asked you to create trouble uh? Law nowadays also..taking all my loved ones away and always suffering them especially my Riyadh! But its okay laa,everytime when hes going to work,he'll always send me msgs,and when hes back from work he'll always give me a call. He's off on this Thursday and we're going to shopping! Maybe la,because we might have some plans ahead. Sayang and miss you banyakbanyak sekali. Hah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Later on,will be heading to marina barrage,lau pa sat with my two girls,Qiila&amp;amp;Suffy. Cannot wait lor. Might be going to bowl too,but i dont know la. Then maybe at night might be meeting dearest GF,wawa when shes back from work. Went to drink till we drop and went home with free rides,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;broombroom&lt;/span&gt;. Since we got no couples,they'll be our 'bf' for the moment. Ekhh,cannot. Nono,if we fell in love with one of the riders how? Tsk. I rather meet you up and chit chat. Yes,im okay with her already. Now,both of us are waiting for our husbands patiently. 1year together,but Apit was prisoned for 1 and a half year. So that means Riyadh will be out earlier. Hee,cannot wait lor! Im not with the 'sisters' cause i dont think theyre 'sisters' to me. You guys make me hate Wawa and i think shes nice. Somemore shes the first who wished me happy birthday and next is Riyadh. Now,both of them and my Ana girlfriends are my priority in life,those blood-related too lurr. Wa,lets show them that we can wait and still going on strong with our dearest okay. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8841438680527257503?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8841438680527257503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-my-riyadh-gangster-is-busy-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8841438680527257503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8841438680527257503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-my-riyadh-gangster-is-busy-these.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5495468766681608918</id><published>2009-06-18T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:48:34.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The dream seems so real and how i wished theyre true. I dreamt that i sleptover at Toby's house. Then when me and Toby is sleeping in his room,suddenly Julie run into his room and wake me up saying that Riyadh is there but with a girl she doesnt know who. I straightaway wake up from the bed and run back home(&lt;em&gt;heartbroken lor&lt;/em&gt;). After that he called me up when im sleeping at home. I still remember the conversation we 'talked' on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R:Kau balek ekh? Tadi aku tengok kau ade,skrg dgn pantas nyer kau takde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Ak ah laa. haiz. Ade ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R:Takde,b..i rindu you sangat2 seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:I pon rindu you. Sape pompan tadi? Gf baru u ekh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R:Otak kau. You tk knl ke? Tu kan siti kecik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:EH? hahaa. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R:I nak (mumbling in soft voice) balek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Huh? *but i heard what he said*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;R:Takde pape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then the line was cut off,im awake by the coldness in my room. It was a dream,but the weird thing is that,i was holding my handphone. When i check my call lists,theres no calls for him and i realised that it was only a dream. Haiz. I think im missing him badly. I make sure that he'll read my blog when hes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway,imma story to u about guy A and guy D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Story A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Kau asal mcm Riyadh ni? Nak jadi Riyadh number 2 ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:Ak ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Asal ekh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:Riyadh jer per yg dkt dlm hati kau,haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:The moral of the story is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A:Babiii,aku syg kau nyer psl la aku sanggup jadi Riyadh so aku ade dekat dalam hati kau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Story D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;D:Asl mcm sedih2 ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Sedih lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;D:Otak mati sia. Dulu i nak you,nak buat setia lagi. You tknk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Haiz. I dont know la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;D:Dh brape lame i tunggukan you,tetap you pilih Riyadh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;See,thats what we call them sweet talker mother fucker. Both of them got &lt;strong&gt;girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;. Both of them knows Riyadh and i know BOTH of their girlfriend. Guy A,the girlfriend is my close friend,mind you. Guy D,the girlfriend,me and her once fight before because of my ex. Tsk,SO KENTAL fight because of a guy. So not meeeee hor! Itu zaman lame ekh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I heard that i have to wait for another week then i can send letter to him. Because hes now in a room,so called like a detention room for them. No one can contact him for a month except for his parents laa~ Haiyaaa. Thanks to star for writing letter to me and wawa. Thanks for telling me star. I sayang you too kay. After i read the letter when wawa passed it to me yesterday night,i cried. Haiz,pity him lurr. Hes alone in the room and why theyre being so cruel to him. He abscorned for only a month. Haiz. Just be patient okay sayang. Few days till youre free from that room,and a year for you to have your freedom:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5495468766681608918?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5495468766681608918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-seems-so-real-and-how-i-wished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5495468766681608918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5495468766681608918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-seems-so-real-and-how-i-wished.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3182889776858724594</id><published>2009-06-15T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:16:29.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now that hes not here with me,i realise that he meant alot to me. Hes not here when i need him. 9 days without you already. True,time flies so fast but to me it feels like months or even years. Maybe you there with me everyday when you abscorned. But i feel so sad when you did not even left me a msg when you surrender. He went home in the morning and coincidently,his handphone battery flat. His mum begged him to surrender. Well,i think its for the best. I want him to surrender too,so that he can be released faster. It hurts me seeing him in that state like sleeping at his friends house. Sometimes he eat and sometimes he doesnt. Whats more,he doesnt even get alot of sleeps. Haiz. I want to show the &lt;strong&gt;rest&lt;/strong&gt; that i can be true to him because &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they always thought that i cant stick to a guy for that long as i easily get tired of a guy&lt;/span&gt; and i also wanna thank my cousins/friends for cheering me up when im at the urge of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Im just waiting for him to be out. I miss you alot syg. I want nobody,nobody but only you sweetheart:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3182889776858724594?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3182889776858724594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-that-hes-not-here-with-mei-realise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3182889776858724594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3182889776858724594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-that-hes-not-here-with-mei-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6150551693172885219</id><published>2009-06-14T04:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:48:51.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kak ayu and alep is getting engaged on 9th August. They had planned everything. Like after the ceremony,we all budak2 RC 728,will celebrate National day together. Confirm ribooooot,and i likeee. I miss the 728 people alot sial. Now,no one is going there anymore. Cakap jer jage RC. Check2 satu jalan,smue jalan. Hahaa,because that RC is already blacklisted,tsk! Lets all reunite back on 9th August kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Riyadh,you cepat keluar la,pantat. Aku rase kan bile kau dah keluar,ader yang dah tunang,ade jugak yang dah kawin. Babi uh kau,sape lah suruh kau buat hal. Yang kali takde hal,jangan carik hal musibot. Kau memang dasar setan uhk YATAN. Hekz. Next kite punye turn ekh couple 728 kawin? Aink! Hahaa. Relax,im still young and only fifteen. Three more years to go and terus masuk minang kae? Hahaa. Padehal tu anak masih dekat dalam. And as if he'll be my future husband. But god willing,kalau dah jodoh aper nak buat. I wont get bored of him forsure,HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6150551693172885219?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/6150551693172885219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/kak-ayu-and-alep-is-getting-engaged-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6150551693172885219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6150551693172885219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/kak-ayu-and-alep-is-getting-engaged-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-2492813109321330436</id><published>2009-06-14T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:22:26.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riyadh Rifdi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On Friday,wanted to go to Riyadh's house but the plan changed because i thought of going to 'kenduri' but i guess im so tired that i woke up only at 2. I slept so late on the previous day because my grandmum just passed away,haiz. Since i have no plans,accompany Julie to cwp for her job interview also had my phone repaired and then went to Toby's house at around 4 plus. He just woke up and look so cute lah kan! His brother which is my ex,also sebok2 go out of the house since he didnt saw me for quite sometime already because hes working. Then his cute niece/abg dzul's son,Yan,went out of the house too. Hes so funny. Ouh yessss! He told me that he anti-Riyadh. Wanna know why? Read the conversation below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:Riyadh your boyfriend kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:You dont understand la syg if i were to tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:I dont like him seh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:Why???! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:Hes so mean you know! He give me alot of nicknames like bapok,gemuk,pendek,hitam,lembut and got alot lah! I hate him. But nevermind,i got a nickname for him. I call him giraffe cause hes so tall and KUDUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:HAHAHAHAA! Tak baik tauu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Got another funny conversation between me,Yan and Julie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:You all always watch tv uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:Yalah,not like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;J:Nolah,she only watch blues show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:WHATTHEFUCK! Hello,i dont watch that okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:What is blues show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:You ask uncle Toby,he always watch oneee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y:Ouh,you mean porno uh? My bapak also watch aper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;N:Aku blg abg dzul! mulot kau ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;J:Hahahaha!Aku blg bapak kauu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Julie and Yan always sing this phrase,'Riyadh the gangster~' Because bdk2 rc always sings that to him. Hahaa,hes not a gangster,but a lover laa,aink! Aniwae maniwae,im happy that i saw Qila for the last time before she goes on her holiday because she was under her void deck when i saw her. It was all coincidence. We talk on the phone when we're only a distance away,cute kan kite! But using Julie's phone uh cause my phone spoiled! But then after that i lost all my mood. Because my ex told me that he missed me and all. He even called Julie and say that he wants to have me back. But,i turned him down by saying that im still waiting for Riyadh. Although we're far away from each other,but im sure that our heart is near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh god,please guide me through all this. Im sure that i will be able to wait for him without any third parties. And i hope that we'll still be happy together once hes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-2492813109321330436?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/2492813109321330436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadh-rifdi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2492813109321330436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/2492813109321330436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadh-rifdi.html' title='Riyadh Rifdi'/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8642124677511676048</id><published>2009-06-10T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:56:21.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have to wait for him,be patience nurra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haiz,i envy those couples outside. They can get to see each other almost everyday. Theyre so lucky. I know in every relationship theres always something in it. But theyre just lucky but not for me. At least they can get to hear their lover's voice if theyre not meeting each other. As for me,i still have to wait for him,and i dont know what will happen after he comes out. All this while,i wanted to cry but i just hold up my tears. I think that im a strong girl,but no. Im not,i cant hold back my tears when im alone. I cried before sleeping,praying to allah and telling him how much i missed Riyadh. I'll hope that he answer to all my prayers,insyallah. I know hes not hot/handsome. But to me hes cute,hes almost my everything. One of my guy friend even say to me this,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Girl,your taste drop!'&lt;/span&gt; Hah. Cause everytime its always the hotstuff im going for. Well,i dont need any hotstuffs now,cause i know hes my hotstuff. How i wish he's here:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8642124677511676048?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8642124677511676048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-to-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8642124677511676048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8642124677511676048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-to-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-5792771269385907095</id><published>2009-06-09T11:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:26:12.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss him so much. Its only four days. No one can be as good as you,no one can be as funny as you,and no one can be as loving as you. I miss sleeping at you,listening to your heartbeat together with your warm hands and hugs. I miss you scolding me for not going home early. I miss your sarcastics when you talked to me. I miss you ALOT la Riyadh Rifdi. I'll just have to pray to god that you can be out faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Toby and Akid is always there for me to call me up at nights and talk to me. They are being Riyadh for the moment. Like leaving goodnight kiss and morning msgs. Well just to cheer me up when hes not there for me. Thanks sweethearts,i appreciate it alot. Akid yesterday asked me whether he can take motor license or not and i say no as i want him to take driving license. It is because when hes married to me,its easier for me to go out,aink! And as for Toby,he already set the name for mine and his child. Well,this is just for fun. I never talk to guys before about marriage. Except for them two. Haha. Theyre so cute but how i wish im talking to yad and not them. Haiz. Btw,this is my conversation with mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Mum:dah sarapan?&lt;br /&gt;Me:tkde selera nk makan..&lt;br /&gt;Mum:laki kau mati ker aper?&lt;br /&gt;Me:aper mama..mama tktau cerita..&lt;br /&gt;Mum:aku tau lah dier masuk jail&lt;br /&gt;Me:bedek! bukan..masok dalam hati orang..&lt;br /&gt;Mum:Aper jer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My mum is so bad. Shes like cursing me. She always says that i always get those like bad guys and never the good guys. Like ive said,i rather go for the bad guys with a good heart lor. Hahh. So stop cursing me ekhh. I sad you know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-5792771269385907095?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/5792771269385907095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-him-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5792771269385907095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/5792771269385907095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-him-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-873145037500376306</id><published>2009-06-08T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:50:53.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I want to rebond my hair not extent cause very leceh lor and its better if i keep it long. Hahaa! Gatal right. I told momma that i wanna work but she says that its already too late and im very the pemalas girl,for what i wanna work so i just have to depend on the money she give me everyday and its only 10 bucks per day. Hur! Atleast theres something than nothing and its better lah cause if i wanna go out also,she'll give me the amount i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss Riyadh already. Its been only 3 days syg,but it seems like so long. Haiz:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-873145037500376306?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/873145037500376306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-rebond-my-hair-not-extent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/873145037500376306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/873145037500376306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-rebond-my-hair-not-extent.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-111175099073426983</id><published>2009-06-08T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:51:02.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was the one who asked for break for your info. It was because of someone mouth and i thought that it was real. It was partly my fault too. So the blame has to be put on me because i did not get the fact right but just listens to others so readily. But hey, i regret what i did. Now tell me,if you heard some rumours about your bf like his ex still waiting for him la,ur friends likes him la,and theres somemore,what would you do? Of course you will be jealous right. I always want things to go on my way. But after much thinking,i dont think that i getting things going on my way will make me happy. Nevermind,only i understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After much thinking,i seriously gonna wait for him for that long period of time. I dont mind waiting for him as long as we still love each other. Im not gonna have any scandal,or ttm or whatsoever. Im busy finding a job now because once ive started working,im gonna forget about everything. I will visit his mum whenever im free. What i say is true,theres no space in my heart for anyone except for Riyadh. No matter how bad the situation is. I believe in his love only and no one else. Hes the only one in me. Like yesterday,i tonned with them. The star is on my left and the moon is on my right,it is so close to me and coincidently Toby was right beside me cause hes my moon and theres no one on my left except for the star and its like so far from me. It represents Riyadh. Hes far from me but close to my heart:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Qilla &amp;amp; Sufy :Nonono,i shall wait for him no matter how long it is. No one shall enter my heart lor! Otak mati. I just need the both of you to help me with something,when we go out or what close both of my eyes if ade hotstuff,aink fake! I just need the both of you to guide me alright girls. Thanks for being there for me,like always. Sayang n rindu korang due lesbo sangat2. Aku confirm hug korang kuat gile babi nyer,Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-111175099073426983?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/111175099073426983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-one-who-asked-for-break-for-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/111175099073426983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/111175099073426983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-one-who-asked-for-break-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-4313263560133193694</id><published>2009-06-06T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:01:47.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Nurra-3-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/Nurra-3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Riyadh,i hope that everything goes on well with you okay syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tomorrow there's 3 clubs open at Clarke Quay. Kecoh oi. Brudder2 Tanjong will be there. Hahh. Confirm ribot,i likeeee. Lets see how it goes. Confirm stim,but someone wont let me to. Somemore info will be passed easily cause he tanjong mah:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-4313263560133193694?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/4313263560133193694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadhi-hope-that-everything-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4313263560133193694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/4313263560133193694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/riyadhi-hope-that-everything-goes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1927606358752087723</id><published>2009-06-05T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:54:06.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Muhammad Riyadh Rifdi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just because of one person's mouth,and thats it. Why must &lt;strong&gt;we &lt;/strong&gt;believe what he say? One by one wants us to break this relationship,they cannot see us together. I really dont know what to do now. We only got 1 week to think,Riyadh. Yes,we are single for now,lets see what happens on next friday. I cant eat,sleep or do anything properly but just keep on thinking about you. Alot of questions are running around me,like; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you going to eat? Where are you sleeping? What are you doing now? Where are you going when its raining? Where are you going to bath? Whos there to accompany you? Are you alone? Do you have cash with you? Are you hungry? How are you gonna look out for the police when youre sleeping alone? And lastly,am i still in your heart? :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why all this happen? I really dont understand them. Our love is broken &amp;amp; I dont think we should continue this relationship. I just hope that you could move on and be with the girl who can take care of you,and the girl that you wished for. I cant be the girl that you want,maybe. I shall take you as an example to make a lesson learnt. No one knows how i feel right now. I always thought that we could be together forever,i also thought that i could be the one waiting for you after you surrender. But now,it turns out to be like this. Now im here hoping and praying that youre fine and all the best for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks Akid,Man,Jap and Aqilah for being there for me when i need someone to talk to. I really appreciate it. Thanks alot. Im fine now,its just that i need sometime alone. Akid,i know that he promised you already to give him one week to think. Thankyou sayangku. I really dont know what to do without your help. I know you cant see me in this state,but just let me be okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Horoscope;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;Your insightful intelligence will help solve this problem. Share what you know.&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;As you've no doubt realized over the past week or so, no matter how much you'd like it to, love doesn't run on a schedule -- especially not this kind of love. You've found someone who's really, really appealing to your intellect and your brain -- as well as to your eyes. Who's to say how it will end? Only the two of you. If you're smart, do what you can to make sure the evening ends with a lovely, romantic kiss.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1927606358752087723?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1927606358752087723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/muhammad-riyadh-rifdi-just-because-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1927606358752087723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1927606358752087723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/muhammad-riyadh-rifdi-just-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-1361492999218915570</id><published>2009-06-04T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:43:09.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;He &lt;strong&gt;stim&lt;/strong&gt; without telling me! He promised me already not to take drugs all shit and of coz im so angry lar,but ive promised Akid already not to mention a thing about it to him,so yeah. He took it also because Akid want to stim also for the last time. Haiyaaa. But still,he have to tell me what. He told Akid not to say a thing about it to me so that means he lie to me. What the hell. Enough of him,buat saket kepale only. Im not going to wait okay riyadh,you know it yourself. Kau fikir lah Riyadh,aku kasi kau time...You think twice kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; to say thanks to Akid for buying me my all time favourite sampoerna. Singapore somemore. I dont play contraband hor,so not me lor. Aniwae,thanks alot Akid for being there with me throughout the day yesterday. I really appreciate having you here with me and i promise i wont take that thing again okae. Yesterday conference with Akid and Wawa. Heee,Akid like so sweet and very kurang ajar to Wawa seh. I think my life better with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;than them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Cause another them wants me to accept Riyadh and wants to see us together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but in the end,like flirt with him instead,HAH. Anw,than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ks wawa and akid f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or being there for me all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All of mine and Riyadh's friends doesnt believe me. They keep thinking that i flirt and go meet other guys. Hello,eversince i got him,i never contact any guys. Or even reply to their msg-es. It seems like many of the people around us wants to break us apart. Why,because one of my 'sister' likes him and his 'brother' likes me. But no matter what,ill just stay strong and stick with Riyadh. And YOU:what do you mean by i only accept 'g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;angster'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; as my boyfriend in life? Just shut your fucking mouth okay. Doesnt mean Riyadh got tattoo hes a 'gangster' okay. I just envy other couples. Theyre just so sweet when theyre together,but as for me and him..people just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cannot see us together,i dont know why. Somemore we're just together. Why must i go through all this? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-1361492999218915570?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/1361492999218915570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-stim-without-telling-me-he-promised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1361492999218915570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/1361492999218915570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-stim-without-telling-me-he-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-3483271399786104145</id><published>2009-06-03T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:50:01.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bf is like so perangai just now.He doesnt know how i feel. I waited for him for 5 &lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt; hours with Akid and Mamat. Im lucky that they even care to accompany me wait for him. I was really down when i coudnt contact him and keep saying to them that i miss him. Mamat say,&lt;em&gt;'Nurra satu hari tak jumpe dier,dah rindu..Kalau satu tahun?&lt;/em&gt;' Akid did try to make me laugh,but i just coudnt. All i could do was to sleep at him. Then i got a feeling that hes at the usual place,and my prediction was right. I was so happy when i saw him just now. But he just didnt even bother to care. After talking to him,in the end i was fucking mad i just said to him,'ekh,sakit hati uhk aku bebual dgn kau.' Instead of 'pujok' or talking to me nicely,YOU KNOW WHAT HE REPLIED? He said'aku lagi sakit hati bebual dgn kau!' I was so fucked up and went home just like that. I called Julie and cried and she told me to be patient 'cause Riyadh is forever like that and wont change. After that Akid msged me saying that they're all outside my house. I went out and meet him. I was so touched by him e next moment. Pass him some money(at last he took it after much persuading) and ciggies and went home. For the first time,he said something sweet to me. Im so happy! And at last i saw him smile today..Hee,so happy. Now tell me how a girlfriend feels when the boyfriend did not eat for a few days and wont accept your money? You'll feel sad of course. Haiz,i miss boyfriend alot already. Bf i love you alot,ofcourse. Youre the only boy i need in life kay baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-3483271399786104145?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/3483271399786104145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/bf-is-like-so-perangai-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3483271399786104145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/3483271399786104145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/bf-is-like-so-perangai-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-8227784589466537180</id><published>2009-06-03T07:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T07:49:24.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think im suffering from insomnia. Hahaaa! I cannot sleep nowadays. I only sleep for 1 hr or even less than that! And after that i will wake up out of a sudden for half an hour and gets back to sleep and it goes on and on. Somemore i dont have the appetite to eat eventhough im hungry. I cant eat because once i eat,after awhile i will throw up everything . Maybe im so worried about bf lor. Ive never worried for a guy before except for him. I want him to surrender soon,so that he can have a better life earlier. But life is so unfair to me! You see uh,after he surrender,i have to wait for him for a year. Im fine with it,but after that,he have to serve NS for 2 years, like againnn! Thats why i say that it is really unfair to me. I have to wait and wait for him. But nevermind im gonna wait for him and marry him! &lt;em&gt;Berangan-angan &lt;/em&gt;ekh. Who cares,i am really serious with him. Since ive known him for quite long,i know him &lt;strong&gt;inside out&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; Julie said that i cannot jiwer lane anymore,because bf is tanjong. But sorry siket ekh,my bf now 'rilek' cause weed is inside,hekz. So must jiwer them,sister rhu ekh? Hahaa! Julie still jiwer tjr because of Akid,Fiqah because of Amir and me because of bf? Hahaaa! Whatever lah ekh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Familia of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Pergi Kedai Beli Baju Baru.Bila Bila Rhu Ar Rhu'&lt;/span&gt; ekh? Nonoo,Joking ekhh. No joke no fun lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yesterday Bf msged me and so i called him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Im at home la,u ktne? tk lepak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him:Yishun uhk..tkde mase uhk nk lepak tmpt tu lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Huh? dah kenape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him:Kau tkya tau asl uhk. Tkla main2 jek,i dkt tmpt biase lh..u tk tron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Tk uhk,sebab sisters smue tk tron nyari..Asal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him:Ouhh,takde tanye jer. Takmu tron tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Asal? Kau nk jumpe pompan pe sial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him:Kepale otak kau gendeng. Yg pompan cume Affad dgn Mamat jek..i gatal dgn dorang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:Make sure ekh b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then you dont need to know the rest.. Affad hot knoww,hekz. Btw,I cannot wait to meet him later. Bf,bf..aku nk brainwash kepale otak kau uhk;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-8227784589466537180?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/feeds/8227784589466537180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-im-suffering-from-insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8227784589466537180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/8227784589466537180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-im-suffering-from-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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-6382781490096953512.post-6262523447890647765</id><published>2009-06-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:46:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My boyfriend calls me after a day of not sleeping. Why? Because im all worried about him and keep on having bad feelings. I keep on calling this three girls;Fiqah,Qila and Julie just to say that i miss him. Thanks alot babygirls for 'layaning me and i know youre sick of hearing all that! Hekz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss you alot lah setan. You can even joke around when im serious ekh pantat. &amp;amp; Hello,im your girlfriend and not 'gendeng' ekh sayangku YATAN. Hahaa,yatan is a combined name of yad setan. Hahaa. But no matter what,i still love you alright sweetheart! I cant wait to meet you tomorrow:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For those who knows him,just keep it to yourself. I aint letting anyone know about it;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6262523447890647765?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6262523447890647765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6262523447890647765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-boyfriend-calls-me-after-day-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382781490096953512.post-6024647169646050962</id><published>2009-06-01T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:46:26.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/nurraa/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really really love you Riyadh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that we're finally together on my birthday! Hes the birthday present for this year. Dear,I know youre in difficulties now. And im here,to help you throughout all the obstacales that youre facing. I just hope that you will surrender soon so you can be released earlier. But i dont know what to do without you when you surrender. I need to wait for you for a year,i guess? I dont know how im going to cope with it. &amp;amp; im glad that youre working now,life will be easier for you for sure. Yad,i really love you. It hurts me seeing you in this state. I miss you alot now eventhough i just meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your forever21 favourite line;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mak kau bodoh,bapak pelacur,nenek kau sondol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I want to be with you,no matter what. Sayang you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6382781490096953512-6024647169646050962?l=nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6024647169646050962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6382781490096953512/posts/default/6024647169646050962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurraqilaa-dohh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-really-love-you-riyadh.html' title=''/><author><name>nurraa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01887313210195745193</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></entry></feed>
