<?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-4940847957616688936</id><updated>2011-10-11T04:36:24.593+08:00</updated><category term='whee'/><category term='hello huney'/><category term='i miss irsyad frens too(:'/><category term='perfect morning'/><category term='haiti'/><category term='lalalalalala'/><category term='come fly with me'/><category term='tattoos'/><category term='missing you'/><category term='a poem'/><category term='dee nathan'/><category term='its fun(;'/><category term='he&apos;s the bush im hiding behind'/><category term='hunge hunge(:'/><category term='dats my word(: back off'/><category term='hit me bby'/><category term='with me'/><category term='merry-go-die'/><category term='batman handsdown eh -___-&quot;'/><category term='RP visit next hoh(;'/><category term='too bad'/><category term='seriously.'/><category term='i rindu him more.'/><category term='bye'/><category term='wiggley2..'/><category term='i have nothing to blog abt.'/><category term='*blows those monsters away~*'/><category term='bye(:'/><category term='but im loving it(:'/><category term='channing tatum'/><category term='rain is falling..'/><category term='god will be the judge'/><category term='ji pan'/><category term='yada yada(:'/><category term='logan is awsome'/><category term='lets go mr. 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Liang'/><category term='text me(:'/><category term='i have nothing better to do.'/><category term='cintaku to you(:'/><title type='text'>Nurul Fatin :]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>569</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-7013037487886983873</id><published>2011-06-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T23:34:37.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rUZNA_UJmKc/TeepUDVeIyI/AAAAAAAABCk/o4TSHHFbJ7c/s1600/tumblr_lkws9xpJI81qjki5no1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rUZNA_UJmKc/TeepUDVeIyI/AAAAAAAABCk/o4TSHHFbJ7c/s640/tumblr_lkws9xpJI81qjki5no1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yakuza are believed to be one of the largest organized crime phenomena in the world and have been around longer than the Sicilian mafia. Their origins can be followed far back as to the year 1612 when men known as kabuki-mono (the crazy ones), came to the attention of local authorities. Their odd clothing, style, distinctive haircuts and anti-social behavior gained the attention of mainstream society. They have gained notoriety not just in Japan but around the world for their activities.&lt;br /&gt;In Japanese legal terminology, Yakuza organizations are referred to as bôryokudan, literally violence groups. Yakuza members consider this an insult, as bôryokudan is a term which can be applied to any violent criminal. It is generally believed that most Yakuza members come from poor backgrounds or are on the margins of society.They mainly make their livings from unlawful activities, such as gambling, drugs, prostitution and extortion. For many poor people the Yakuza have become like a family that protects them. After the earthquake in Kobe the Yakuza arranged financial aid and even a helicopter for local people most effected by it. Many local business see the extortion money as a form of 'tax' and the police are sometimes reluctant to become involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Yakuza it doesn´t matter which country you come from or from which class of society you belong to, it is not too hard to become a member of the 'New Yakuza'. The Yakuza still see their role as that of taking care of those on the margins of society. The Yakuza is an all men's society. They don't generally trust women and view them as being weak. They believe that women cannot fight like men, that women are not born to fight. To a Yakuza member, the most important thing is courage. They are prepared to fight to the death, rather than lose the battle. Yakuza members must be willing to die for their boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's common within Yakuza circles to tattoo themselves. Their tattoos can depict their clan's crest. Some Yakuza members tattooed a black ring around the arm for each crime they committed. Tattoos were a mark of strength (some tattoos can take over 100 hours to do) and were also a sign that they were unwilling to accommodate themselves to societies rules and norms. Although tattoos have become mainstream in Japan as well as around the world it is not uncommon for public onsen (Japanese baths) and some capsule hotels not to admit people with tattoos as was my experience in Japan. Many of the older generation still associate tattoos with the criminal classes which may be the reason you don't see to many people showing them off in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading on more (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-7013037487886983873?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/7013037487886983873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/06/yakuza-are-believed-to-be-one-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7013037487886983873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7013037487886983873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/06/yakuza-are-believed-to-be-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rUZNA_UJmKc/TeepUDVeIyI/AAAAAAAABCk/o4TSHHFbJ7c/s72-c/tumblr_lkws9xpJI81qjki5no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2466614847006722420</id><published>2011-05-31T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:03:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;what a depressing day today. wait, can a good thing be a cause of depression too? guess not.&lt;br /&gt;i think that tall people sweats lesser walking to school i really believe so. they get to walk with long strides while us short people have to walk much quicker just to catch up. hrmmm..&lt;br /&gt;i was sweating quite badly this morning trying to catch up with long legs. listening to the music that loud and focusing on long legs, no wonder i didn't see Huda walking beside me. she had to tap me in order for me to&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;): but dude.. your hair. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;and then that Huda girl soooo confidently told me a wrong information. my dear, there's like a thousand others wearing the same exact jeans hoooh~ funny!&lt;br /&gt;actually my main purpose blogging today is to kinda talk about how freaking shitty the day was. in class. heh.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, no offence to any of my team mates if any of you are reading this. i seriously don't care what kind of people you are in life and it doesn't affect my life at all. and i for the love of god couldn't care shit if any of you can't ever find a job in life or got stuck with a freaking beer belly at home&amp;nbsp;cradling&amp;nbsp;your ten kids.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, if you're in my team, i care. i DO care how efficient you are damn it!&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to say that i don't consider my classmates as friends but i don't know i have trust issues and then i have friends issue, so i think 6 weeks is too short for me to ever consider... you know.. well anyways. what im trying to say is that today's work was almost a solo work.&lt;br /&gt;its seriously sick and stupid that i have to tell each and every one of you what to do and how to do it. its kind of pathetic. they don't even have the initiative to at least do some research while im writing in the mahjong. do i seriously have to tell you guys what to research on. i mean if you really want to help, you would at the very least be on your laptop googling something, anything, not on fb damn it.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to tell that freak-living-in-her-own-world China shit what is needed again and again and again! i mean, get it in your head damn it! there's four things to do and i have to repeat that again and again, wtf. and for the love of god, thank you for keeping all the resources to yourself while i struggle with two childish boys who needs more attention than any girl with bimbo of the highest level.&lt;br /&gt;phew. okay that was fine. im not angry okay, im just saying, help me out guys -.-"&lt;br /&gt;and then i received the invitation card and i cant remember the way there, damn it i went there so many times before -.-" bedok, why bedok, why silat federation. what to wear, no heels. need to find heels. need to find guy partner. need. need. need. -.-"&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2466614847006722420?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2466614847006722420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-depressing-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2466614847006722420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2466614847006722420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-depressing-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8181190961231887736</id><published>2011-05-30T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T23:34:19.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elu8BO5Pf10/TeO0cBGKEuI/AAAAAAAABCY/ISyYsWBr4YM/s1600/IMG00392-20110530-1312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elu8BO5Pf10/TeO0cBGKEuI/AAAAAAAABCY/ISyYsWBr4YM/s640/IMG00392-20110530-1312.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELMO CUPCAKE (:&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't really look like Elmo huh, i thought so too. it looks kinda on the creepy side. hrmm. pedo Elmo?&lt;br /&gt;okay so it tastes like shit, honestly. not that i know what shit tastes like. metaphorically, hrmmm..&lt;br /&gt;oh oh the eyes tastes good (:&lt;br /&gt;you're not reading this so its all fine.&lt;br /&gt;if you are..... well just know that I'm being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP-ing like a mad noob. sighs~&lt;br /&gt;i really can't wait for the holidays! okay so we have to study and such but can you imagine the amount of sleep we get?! YIPPPPPEEE~&lt;br /&gt;and its definitely movies weeeeek! i gotta catch up with whats on cinema. maybe a movie marathon.. hrmmm *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;and Atikah, maybe i should drop by your school to visit ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a note, Brussels Sprouts taste like lama's butt. again, not that i know what it tastes like. hrmm.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-8181190961231887736?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/8181190961231887736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/elmo-cupcake-it-doesnt-really-look-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8181190961231887736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8181190961231887736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/elmo-cupcake-it-doesnt-really-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-elu8BO5Pf10/TeO0cBGKEuI/AAAAAAAABCY/ISyYsWBr4YM/s72-c/IMG00392-20110530-1312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4705644856522864860</id><published>2011-05-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:53:06.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gHGqRYkkc/TeJUv3iWf_I/AAAAAAAABCM/NIav2yYNQhM/s1600/IMG00390-20110529-1729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gHGqRYkkc/TeJUv3iWf_I/AAAAAAAABCM/NIav2yYNQhM/s640/IMG00390-20110529-1729.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i would like to point out that yes, I've indeed dried up when it comes to artistic ideas. ): and i would also like to point out that I did a lot more than these (:&lt;br /&gt;but.. DAWWWWWW~ Its ARTY SUNDAYY~&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, before you start judging, i DO have a life. these shirts, well It's supposed to be for national day -.-&lt;br /&gt;I know I know, it doesn't look like it belongs, but there's not much option when it comes to Sinagpore National day. i mean come one, what am i supposed to draw? stars and the lame ass merlion? &amp;gt;: [&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99NPB_Knqc0/TeJZVdTMXqI/AAAAAAAABCU/veis5B8JhwI/s1600/Capture-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-99NPB_Knqc0/TeJZVdTMXqI/AAAAAAAABCU/veis5B8JhwI/s640/Capture-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving my tumblr dashboard. see that's ^ is me not having a life. ): when was this even, must have been real depressed or something. HAHA omg the weird guy, damn I'm mean! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;i should really go to sleep. goodnight (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i realised that sometimes guys give out the best advice about their own kind. and i guess a friend of mine said sense : "Don't bother missing someone who treats you that way, if he cares even as a friend he wouldn't do that to you. as long as you know that you didn't do anything wrong ever to him, be okay. As long as you know, you've tried, be okay. If you think he thinks of you the same amount of time you think of him, you're seriously wrong. I'm a guy, and i don't spend my life fucking the internet or a book, i can tell."- A&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;okay now, seriously goodnight ☮&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4705644856522864860?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4705644856522864860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-point-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4705644856522864860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4705644856522864860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-point-out.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gHGqRYkkc/TeJUv3iWf_I/AAAAAAAABCM/NIav2yYNQhM/s72-c/IMG00390-20110529-1729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6744637554662672320</id><published>2011-05-27T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T23:48:49.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6uqKo-Ed-A/Td-wpXpLiwI/AAAAAAAABCI/KVbojNL8VBg/s1600/tumblr_lltdyu2Dqv1qdgfl7o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6uqKo-Ed-A/Td-wpXpLiwI/AAAAAAAABCI/KVbojNL8VBg/s640/tumblr_lltdyu2Dqv1qdgfl7o1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Ben. OMG~&amp;nbsp;a walking sex being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lets share cereal spoon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been experiencing this weird sticky feeling way down my esophagus. like phlegm but not really like phlegm like something stupid stuck there. tssk.. i keep trying to cough it out. but it's not going anywhere ladies and gentlemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6744637554662672320?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6744637554662672320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/look-at-ben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6744637554662672320'/><link 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now i gotta get back to studying and its raining so heavily ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5664779748596887066?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5664779748596887066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5664779748596887066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5664779748596887066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_25.html' 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face the day i need to tell you these exact words. cause i don't think i can face it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I heard that you're settled down, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you found a girl and you're married now, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I heard that your dreams came true, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you, too, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't forget me, I beg, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I remember you said, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead," &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know how the time flies,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were born and raised in a summer haze, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing compares,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No worries or cares, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Adele Laurie Blue Adkins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6224113905339485294?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6224113905339485294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-hope-i-wont-ever-have-to-face-day-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6224113905339485294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6224113905339485294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7_s2NeumoA/TdTQubD5CzI/AAAAAAAABB4/RQbITixfas4/s1600/tumblr_lk61qtWzsu1qdrilyo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7_s2NeumoA/TdTQubD5CzI/AAAAAAAABB4/RQbITixfas4/s640/tumblr_lk61qtWzsu1qdrilyo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's a rabbit. freaking pole dancing. adorable (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS. define friends.&lt;br /&gt;i know a lot of people who calls on me whenever they &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; something. its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like telling them to eff off, but i just can't..&amp;nbsp;i guess cause i don't want to be a part of them, and i &lt;i&gt;don't &lt;/i&gt;want to stoop that low.&lt;br /&gt;no. they are not friends. they are just people i know.&lt;br /&gt;how do you define friends?&lt;br /&gt;no, I don't need to meet up with my friends every single day.&lt;br /&gt;and no, i don't even expect communication.&lt;br /&gt;but don't treat me like you don't know me and suddenly talk to me like your life depends on me. it makes me want to puke blood.&lt;br /&gt;i don't count friends but i really think i have a few true friends. my true friends. how many do you have?&lt;br /&gt;and A friend who has seen every single bit of my pathetic disgusting side. and has always been there still. do you have one? your lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2737987996029932094?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2737987996029932094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/thats-rabbit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3440170367633740821</id><published>2011-05-16T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:05:57.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tt2CJwLyg_A/TdDSEYdA5QI/AAAAAAAABB0/qGVmaT_atWE/s1600/tumblr_ll3itya9iX1qa0cfgo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tt2CJwLyg_A/TdDSEYdA5QI/AAAAAAAABB0/qGVmaT_atWE/s640/tumblr_ll3itya9iX1qa0cfgo1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❥ huge rings ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for pancakes. hrmm.&lt;br /&gt;having a really really bad day~ started the day with Justin Bieber's song in my head the moment i woke up. ): i don't understand why it happened, it just did. ):&lt;br /&gt;bad tudung day. ): and bad blouse day. ): and bad jeans day. ):&lt;br /&gt;i don't even want to talk about the bus incident with Hud. okay thats a lot hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;and lab today sucks. &amp;nbsp;my team didn't get to see all the components we were supposed to see and and the staining method and and and the microscope. ):&lt;br /&gt;and the best part. i didn't bring wallet, tamagotchi, mouse and water bottle to school. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update :&lt;br /&gt;damn, i thought my night is gonna be better. at least not like this. wow, what a way to end the night. why am i not angry. why am i so fucking sad. if you're not gonna reply don't question me so rudely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3440170367633740821?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3440170367633740821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/huge-rings-im-craving-for-pancakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3440170367633740821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3440170367633740821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/huge-rings-im-craving-for-pancakes.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tt2CJwLyg_A/TdDSEYdA5QI/AAAAAAAABB0/qGVmaT_atWE/s72-c/tumblr_ll3itya9iX1qa0cfgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1675563390905799565</id><published>2011-05-10T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:44:42.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kEws8Id0Jy4/Tcjsv5cjMfI/AAAAAAAABBw/zk68D2L8w1w/s1600/tumblr_ljdglsH3Fr1qdeqxko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kEws8Id0Jy4/Tcjsv5cjMfI/AAAAAAAABBw/zk68D2L8w1w/s640/tumblr_ljdglsH3Fr1qdeqxko1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this dog? He was ABUSED. Two drunk dumbells tied this dog to the back of their truck, “forgot that he was back there” and DROVE OFF!!! Luckily, the cops were called and this poor dog got the medical attention he needed! The dog is currently doing fine (despite the horrible looking wounds) and will be up for adoption as soon as his wounds completely heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1675563390905799565?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1675563390905799565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/see-this-dog-he-was-abused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1675563390905799565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1675563390905799565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/see-this-dog-he-was-abused.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kEws8Id0Jy4/Tcjsv5cjMfI/AAAAAAAABBw/zk68D2L8w1w/s72-c/tumblr_ljdglsH3Fr1qdeqxko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8036912015726739938</id><published>2011-05-09T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:09:54.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LexxzAMc5jA/TcdMqw-CrfI/AAAAAAAABBs/aQ45CGk72-w/s1600/tumblr_lkwglphO5g1qzd2rio1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="90" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LexxzAMc5jA/TcdMqw-CrfI/AAAAAAAABBs/aQ45CGk72-w/s640/tumblr_lkwglphO5g1qzd2rio1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-8036912015726739938?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/8036912015726739938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8036912015726739938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8036912015726739938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LexxzAMc5jA/TcdMqw-CrfI/AAAAAAAABBs/aQ45CGk72-w/s72-c/tumblr_lkwglphO5g1qzd2rio1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-45126049951119204</id><published>2011-05-04T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:10:40.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZb8oFTQwM4/TcADTPfOMoI/AAAAAAAABBo/o1blblFvzwA/s1600/bruno+looking+stupid.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZb8oFTQwM4/TcADTPfOMoI/AAAAAAAABBo/o1blblFvzwA/s640/bruno+looking+stupid.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, I'm not a fan but quite honestly, the music video of this particular song is very very urmmm.. very cute. heh~&lt;br /&gt;reading Hyperbole and a Half, its so goddamn hilarious, thanks Tiara.. (: its a wonderful night~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-45126049951119204?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/45126049951119204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-so-you-know-im-not-fan-but-quite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/45126049951119204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/45126049951119204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-so-you-know-im-not-fan-but-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZb8oFTQwM4/TcADTPfOMoI/AAAAAAAABBo/o1blblFvzwA/s72-c/bruno+looking+stupid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5420544020015215359</id><published>2011-04-29T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:34:34.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQScYDqCOrs/TbrKviYX7xI/AAAAAAAABBk/JptAQuI_vTc/s1600/tumblr_ljmh1lCK591qd7ee9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQScYDqCOrs/TbrKviYX7xI/AAAAAAAABBk/JptAQuI_vTc/s640/tumblr_ljmh1lCK591qd7ee9o1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand. Why do I keep losing everyone?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand. Why I'm still here, thinking of why you do some stuff you do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand. why i still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA bloody HA.&lt;br /&gt;immensely stupid, i don't understand most of the decisions i chose. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spamming Diniy's wall with hatred. using bombastic words to get to him. I WON WON WON WON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5420544020015215359?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5420544020015215359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5420544020015215359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5420544020015215359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQScYDqCOrs/TbrKviYX7xI/AAAAAAAABBk/JptAQuI_vTc/s72-c/tumblr_ljmh1lCK591qd7ee9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6370174270522083424</id><published>2011-04-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:57:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come to think of it it's quite worrying. ): why are you so fucked up inside. sighs~&lt;br /&gt;school was fine, ended pretty late today, long winded faci today.. kept repeating things we already learned two semesters ago. i guess she's kinda new so, we gotta let it go.&lt;br /&gt;i feel a need to vent out and just cry. haha~ like really cry it all out. all these things I've been keeping inside, i just want it out that way. cause i can't do it anymore. no i don't blame it on pms. i really don't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6370174270522083424?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6370174270522083424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-to-think-of-it-its-quite-worrying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6370174270522083424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6370174270522083424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-to-think-of-it-its-quite-worrying.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2717807049843096253</id><published>2011-04-24T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:47:25.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiRJWid8Sts/TbPZDfu-bRI/AAAAAAAABBg/UPrgvn8_mwE/s1600/tumblr_ljsv048EgQ1qiyfi6o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiRJWid8Sts/TbPZDfu-bRI/AAAAAAAABBg/UPrgvn8_mwE/s640/tumblr_ljsv048EgQ1qiyfi6o1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urmm yes, I'm definitely dying.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be real honest okay, fuck the Club and fuck SLA fiesta. i have better things to do and think of.. gosh i wish i can just let go of the whole thing and ignore all the phone calls and text messages. biggest jerk action definitely. but seriously everything is just too last minute and i really really don't care whether or not there's any potential new members. you can't even handle us MCs -.-"&lt;br /&gt;lets just say I'm still trying to figure out what the hell happened last Thursday, everyone was being way too kind. and there's of course the FB message.. hrmm.. i don't think you're reading this anymore but that was very very random. i mean aren't we cool? besides i really don't get why you chose to apologize last Thursday. and guess what? i thought you already apologized before? no? haha&lt;br /&gt;you know while i was reading that message i was just thinking, maybe just maybe too haughtily, that i don't want your apology. i want the people who judged me and is still judging me every time they pass by me, to apologize. yup, i want that. cause the fact that none of my friends judged you and hell they can't even be bothered by your existence makes me feel like crap that i have to deal with them judging me. blame it on my ego. haha but neh i shall just keep it here. we don't need a whole new semester of DRAMA. besides, come on, &amp;nbsp;we have all moved on (: or maybe its just me and my friends? okay no, I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;work sucks two days straight of sucky work. okay maybe today is a little better (: yesterday was hell. you know you're working for shit when your supervisor is a bias racist. and and when your supervisor just wont stop comparing the fact that your mom holds a higher position at your workplace. HA HA BLOODY HA. well taught her one lesson yesterday, that is TO NEVER EVER mention my mom as being the cause of any stupid mistakes i do, the cause or has any relation to it. with the rate that the ass is going i think she might just struck a heart attack or something. PPPFFFFT. okay I'm not praying for it to happen, please God, I'm just rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2717807049843096253?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2717807049843096253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/urmm-yes-im-definitely-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2717807049843096253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2717807049843096253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/urmm-yes-im-definitely-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiRJWid8Sts/TbPZDfu-bRI/AAAAAAAABBg/UPrgvn8_mwE/s72-c/tumblr_ljsv048EgQ1qiyfi6o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3642130967595839744</id><published>2011-04-21T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:34:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czqhrhp0bEc/TbA3xl1L-FI/AAAAAAAABBc/Y4Rn6GYqOwc/s1600/ROCKMELT.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="384" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czqhrhp0bEc/TbA3xl1L-FI/AAAAAAAABBc/Y4Rn6GYqOwc/s640/ROCKMELT.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOYING ROCKMELT THROUGHLY THANKS TO TERENCE YAPPEDY YAP YAP THE PARTY BOYYY((:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay so its probably an old thing but seriously, lets just say after mastering Rockmelt, it is a true JOY! okay two HUGE things happened in the evening (: first of went to visit Tok Ayah and the rest since Feeqs is gonna start learning Quran real soon (: what a joy, i miss them so much. get to meet Bro Yan, which isn't much of a joy since i met him like last last month? haha~ dint get to meet Sis Sulas since she just got back from a night shift at the hospital. ):&lt;br /&gt;then then guess who texted me! Sis Soffy.. what a night, such a joy talking to her again.. i miss going to her house for tuition. haha for maths, physics and chemistry if im not mistaken ((: aah, i need to find time to meet her (: oooh and someone's now attached to a Wahab boy, ancient name but looks cool enough for me, biking around and such (:&lt;br /&gt;that humongous Diniy is a big bully. annoying like hell and still can accuse me of annoying him. still can accuse me of "touching" him. AS IF! haha the only moment i "touched" him was when i punched his HUGE arms. please eeh. cheering and such is not cool eeh.. bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3642130967595839744?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3642130967595839744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/enjoying-rockmelt-throughly-thanks-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3642130967595839744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3642130967595839744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/enjoying-rockmelt-throughly-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Czqhrhp0bEc/TbA3xl1L-FI/AAAAAAAABBc/Y4Rn6GYqOwc/s72-c/ROCKMELT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6304197409819615715</id><published>2011-04-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:02:56.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLr8sUkgwRM/Ta2T1GK9UHI/AAAAAAAABBY/moQQHw_acTs/s1600/tumblr_ljoudoEdiw1qd3jhlo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLr8sUkgwRM/Ta2T1GK9UHI/AAAAAAAABBY/moQQHw_acTs/s640/tumblr_ljoudoEdiw1qd3jhlo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;worth staring for hours aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay so yesterday was awesome, today is/was awesome and tomorrow is off day so im telling you YAY! there's two annoying Diniys and two wonderful Felicias in my class. so im preparing myself and i've decided to call my felicia, Fel and my Diniy, Nifail. okay eeww, not my Diniy, more like Lisa's Diniy.. hehe (: a lot of whack job in my class, and of course there's the whole clan of crazy arse awesomeness : Airin, Cindy, Khaliesah and Marilou (: khal in my class is a plus plus point ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i can't believe im having Aliza again. i guess she's not that bad, i mean trip to India definitely changed the way i look at her but i still can't believe she's teaching me again. spent the whole day at lab today regardless of some protests. so whats new, we ended very very very late.. crap everyone kept whining the whole day, sleepy sleepy sleepy~ haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;lecturing someone about staying healthy. just between me and you, every single thing i was telling him was a HA HA BLOODY HA, AS IF! i don't even practice what i preached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6304197409819615715?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6304197409819615715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/worth-staring-for-hours-aye-okay-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6304197409819615715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6304197409819615715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/worth-staring-for-hours-aye-okay-so.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLr8sUkgwRM/Ta2T1GK9UHI/AAAAAAAABBY/moQQHw_acTs/s72-c/tumblr_ljoudoEdiw1qd3jhlo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2107375249667588252</id><published>2011-04-15T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:09:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZgi-LCUBrY/Tacbxhk1zmI/AAAAAAAABBU/xhjn88zN7AQ/s1600/vodoo+girl+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZgi-LCUBrY/Tacbxhk1zmI/AAAAAAAABBU/xhjn88zN7AQ/s640/vodoo+girl+2.JPG" width="564" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JcBf2Rc3sg/TacPUui62zI/AAAAAAAABBI/MKFfEhzhFv0/s1600/vodoo+girl.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2107375249667588252?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2107375249667588252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2107375249667588252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2107375249667588252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZgi-LCUBrY/Tacbxhk1zmI/AAAAAAAABBU/xhjn88zN7AQ/s72-c/vodoo+girl+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5569566832269515462</id><published>2011-04-13T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:07:56.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfS04X-9WUg/TaV2Or8qgGI/AAAAAAAABBE/XX6ZM60-gjo/s1600/tumblr_ljfcswBKA81qzzawso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfS04X-9WUg/TaV2Or8qgGI/AAAAAAAABBE/XX6ZM60-gjo/s640/tumblr_ljfcswBKA81qzzawso1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To some, the cigarette is a portable therapist.  ~&lt;/i&gt;Terri Guillemets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh well, another one bites the dust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;truly enjoyed myself yesterday, explored a lot of new things and i thank you for that ♥ we have to go back for more (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i cant decide whether or not to re-follow Harry :/ i mean im a fan and re-following sucks but i just cant ignore his comments that night. -.-" why am i even posting this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: small;"&gt;damn school reopens next week, sucks :/ im not ready.. i still want that break.. and damn, FYP.. and damn, clinical chemistry, first day of that module and we already have practical. :/ gotta focus next semester, i would like to increase that GPA very much, yes very very much ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5569566832269515462?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5569566832269515462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-some-cigarette-is-portable-therapist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5569566832269515462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5569566832269515462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-some-cigarette-is-portable-therapist.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfS04X-9WUg/TaV2Or8qgGI/AAAAAAAABBE/XX6ZM60-gjo/s72-c/tumblr_ljfcswBKA81qzzawso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1998706661074670273</id><published>2011-04-11T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:11:49.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sb-lGkFXyo/TaG6YkFvn5I/AAAAAAAABA4/ekCsuxpymdI/s1600/tumblr_lhlk3ayhXz1qaov6zo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sb-lGkFXyo/TaG6YkFvn5I/AAAAAAAABA4/ekCsuxpymdI/s640/tumblr_lhlk3ayhXz1qaov6zo1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;something i need to instill in this head of mine. I've always tried to shun these people whenever i don't have a penny to spare or if im afraid ( they can be a lil aggressive sometimes ).. maybe all they are asking is a smile. gee, im thinking too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my mame has grown into Lovelitchi ((: it looks like a lamb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GI4w1TdxVTQ/TaHQ0Pw1x3I/AAAAAAAABA8/UQSYWAqSnlY/s1600/lovelitchi_by_bon_bon_bunny-d33rjha.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GI4w1TdxVTQ/TaHQ0Pw1x3I/AAAAAAAABA8/UQSYWAqSnlY/s640/lovelitchi_by_bon_bon_bunny-d33rjha.png" width="630" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;" Did you know when you dream about a person, that person went to sleep thinking of you? Did you know when the person you like looks at you and then looks down, they’re crazy about you? Did you know that when a person looks at you directly in the eyes they love you more than you think? Did you know when that person looks at you a lot they can’t live without you? Did you know when they leave, they say bye too much because they don’t want to let you go? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The above statement is seriously bullshit. maybe when you're in love you might probably believe it.. just saying (: &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/4940847957616688936-1998706661074670273?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1998706661074670273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/something-i-need-to-instill-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1998706661074670273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1998706661074670273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/something-i-need-to-instill-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sb-lGkFXyo/TaG6YkFvn5I/AAAAAAAABA4/ekCsuxpymdI/s72-c/tumblr_lhlk3ayhXz1qaov6zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4995022999571487227</id><published>2011-04-10T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:35:13.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a lot of songs running through my mind, like my own installed playlist.. scaring the sheit out of me! its like a mixture of genres, of different ages but def a playlist.. i'll list some : Space Bound - Eminem ft some unknown pet, 1983 - Neon Trees, Creep - Radiohead, Words - Bee Gees and Linkin Park - Numb. freaky, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;meet my evolved mametchi egg.. now, shell-tchi. very hideous.&amp;nbsp; hahaha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPuOobmpNtE/TaCGm0jiSxI/AAAAAAAABA0/PK5HwYMEP5M/s1600/IMG00358-20110410-0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPuOobmpNtE/TaCGm0jiSxI/AAAAAAAABA0/PK5HwYMEP5M/s640/IMG00358-20110410-0017.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4995022999571487227?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4995022999571487227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/lot-of-songs-running-through-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4995022999571487227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4995022999571487227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/lot-of-songs-running-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NPuOobmpNtE/TaCGm0jiSxI/AAAAAAAABA0/PK5HwYMEP5M/s72-c/IMG00358-20110410-0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6854066904232519737</id><published>2011-04-08T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:16:35.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0DhBEGX1HU/TZ8toPxcEBI/AAAAAAAABAs/7F6bzB099CY/s1600/tumblr_lfpvn7u4Q31qaufoto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_smb2jSiKo/TZ8ve7hVjII/AAAAAAAABAw/YJ29mVBwHik/s1600/tumblr_lio9hqdPbl1qa249ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_smb2jSiKo/TZ8ve7hVjII/AAAAAAAABAw/YJ29mVBwHik/s640/tumblr_lio9hqdPbl1qa249ro1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is my TAMAGOTCHI! okay this is not my picture. LOL, i'll take mine the next morning, im just excited, i've gotta to show the world!&amp;nbsp; say hello to Mametchi... sis chose the black one.. i know right, it is so adorable~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;begged my sis last night and convinced her that i will take care of it like for reaal &amp;lt;3 and she bought me one just now.. dawwwww. i love you sis (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;named my pet Mame, and its sleeping now.. been playing games with it.. can't wait for it to wake up !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1488834776"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1488834777"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6854066904232519737?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6854066904232519737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-tamagotchi-okay-this-is-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6854066904232519737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6854066904232519737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-my-tamagotchi-okay-this-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o_smb2jSiKo/TZ8ve7hVjII/AAAAAAAABAw/YJ29mVBwHik/s72-c/tumblr_lio9hqdPbl1qa249ro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5118384699510736712</id><published>2011-04-08T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:20:24.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XY6lcXIGHhs/TZ3gTMVWkqI/AAAAAAAABAo/NoeWdbfQdx0/s1600/tumblr_liux4k89QC1qdcie7o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XY6lcXIGHhs/TZ3gTMVWkqI/AAAAAAAABAo/NoeWdbfQdx0/s640/tumblr_liux4k89QC1qdcie7o1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im pretty sure of it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well hello world, i yam back from India. i guess i don't have anything BAD to say about the place. okay maybe just the traffic or or or urmm, the urine stench everywhere. people pee everywhere there. even on walls with a " Do Not Urinate Here" sign. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;enjoyed my time shopping, meditating ( haha attempt number 2 failed ) and of course learning (: they are actually nice people, willing to share information and pass on the knowledge. come to think of it, there's some things Singaporeans should really learn from them. i guess, that's it? heh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u style="color: #073763;"&gt;say Amin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please make him better. the school reopens in two weeks time. if you were to ever place me in the same class as him, i wouldn't want to see a bandaged hand. and its pretty serious, so im praying hard that it will go away. hopefully it's just false alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please also make Huda's daddy better. she's pretty stressed up about it. i want her to be happy, so please make him better, take the stroke away ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please let the first day of school be awesome for Malsy. i don't think she will have any trouble making new friends but just make it awesome for her okay (:\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please make my mum, sis and bro happy every single day of the rest of their entire lives ( okay maybe that's asking for too much ) especially my mum, cause she deserves the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please allow me to meet my best friend before school reopens cause i miss her like madgoose! ): ooh and make the outing with the rest of my best buddies happen too please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear god, please help me be a better person. i would really like to restart my life and forget everything, but since i can't, just help me a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: small;"&gt;thank you, i larve you (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5118384699510736712?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5118384699510736712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-pretty-sure-of-it-well-hello-world-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5118384699510736712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5118384699510736712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-pretty-sure-of-it-well-hello-world-i.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XY6lcXIGHhs/TZ3gTMVWkqI/AAAAAAAABAo/NoeWdbfQdx0/s72-c/tumblr_liux4k89QC1qdcie7o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2604811755372093003</id><published>2011-03-27T12:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:37:10.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="407" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="670"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dear Medina, you're goddamn beautiful, i'll give that to you and if this whole thing is genuine, god&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bless your soul. i wonder what's behind all these? i mean what's your weakness actually. heh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #4c1130; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EczYaGlC1iI/TY9FrAej0SI/AAAAAAAABAk/yKdSt4zpUKo/s1600/tumblr_lil9lj3xFc1qc3zwao1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EczYaGlC1iI/TY9FrAej0SI/AAAAAAAABAk/yKdSt4zpUKo/s640/tumblr_lil9lj3xFc1qc3zwao1_500.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;see that tattoo on that hand. he's the reason why im so drawn to the piano. heh, actually, i have always been the drums type but Urie is a different case (:&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/4940847957616688936-2604811755372093003?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2604811755372093003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/youtube-video-player.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2604811755372093003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2604811755372093003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/youtube-video-player.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4860096201786138083</id><published>2011-03-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T01:05:23.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eAHKYAWc0JE/TYzDFoia2bI/AAAAAAAABAg/1DoLteoleFQ/s1600/tumblr_lhnkmcjpYv1qao2hoo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eAHKYAWc0JE/TYzDFoia2bI/AAAAAAAABAg/1DoLteoleFQ/s640/tumblr_lhnkmcjpYv1qao2hoo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;gosh he's so retarded. god bless his hilarious soul. look at Spencer's shirt. lmao, cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im dying of pain, literally. not some fucking heartache or what bullshit. serious ass pain and i have no idea if it's gonna get better tomorrow, okay technically later since its already 12.30 am ): i want to go to the theater production thing, been a long time since i last set foot on NP (: besides, it sounds fun! fun! fun! i have nothing to wear though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;honestly, im in a i-really-don't-give-a-fuck-mood. im tired, hungry, in pain and i dint ask for any of that, so i would really appreciate it if you guys don't come to me with your god damn problems, at least for tonight and tomorrow. I'll be back in service the latest by Sunday but for now, if you're gonna rant, go ahead but i don't have any advice for any of you. im terribly sorry ): kay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ooh oooh! tmrw, no matter whaat, i have to start packing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4860096201786138083?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4860096201786138083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/gosh-hes-so-retarded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4860096201786138083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4860096201786138083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/gosh-hes-so-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-eAHKYAWc0JE/TYzDFoia2bI/AAAAAAAABAg/1DoLteoleFQ/s72-c/tumblr_lhnkmcjpYv1qao2hoo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-635525031966841232</id><published>2011-03-25T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:42:51.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What speed do I have to live, to be able see you again?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QJ-Z8BZYDkQ/TYt_KBr5oQI/AAAAAAAABAc/mhdF2JnkAs8/s1600/tumblr_lif52jkePU1qg10j2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QJ-Z8BZYDkQ/TYt_KBr5oQI/AAAAAAAABAc/mhdF2JnkAs8/s640/tumblr_lif52jkePU1qg10j2o1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Episode 1: &lt;u&gt;Cherry Blossom&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Takaki Tōno quickly befriends Akari Shinohara when she transfers to his elementary school. They grow closer to each other due to similar interests and attitudes; for instance, they both prefer to stay inside during recess due to their seasonal allergies. As a result, they form a strong bond; they speak to each other using their given names without any form of honorifics, which is very unusual in Japan, even among people who are romantically involved. This fact is lost in the movie's translation to English and other languages, which reduces the implied closeness of their relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Upon graduating from elementary school, Akari moves to Tochigi, due to her parents' jobs. The two keep in contact by writing letters, but eventually begin to drift apart. When Takaki learns that his family will be moving to Kagoshima, he decides to personally go see Akari, since they will be too far apart to visit each other at all after moving. He also prepares a letter for Akari, containing his feelings. However, during the journey he loses the letter and a severe snowstorm continuously delays Takaki's trip for several hours. As the two meet and share their first kiss, Takaki realizes they will never be together again. Stranded in a shed due to the snowstorm, they fall asleep after talking late into the night. Takaki departs the next morning, and they promise to continue writing to each other. As the train rolls away, Takaki regrets the loss of his letter, while Akari silently looks at her own letter addressed to Takaki.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: small;"&gt;will be watching episode 2 and 3 tomorrow (: beautiful movie ; 5 Centimeters Per Second.&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/4940847957616688936-635525031966841232?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/635525031966841232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-speed-do-i-have-to-live-to-be-able.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/635525031966841232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/635525031966841232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-speed-do-i-have-to-live-to-be-able.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QJ-Z8BZYDkQ/TYt_KBr5oQI/AAAAAAAABAc/mhdF2JnkAs8/s72-c/tumblr_lif52jkePU1qg10j2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8071040475617932779</id><published>2011-03-21T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:14:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #20124d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3b4hNa2eK8E/TYnVdP1iP6I/AAAAAAAABAY/C7PXVsnl0k0/s1600/tumblr_lihj6kJIaP1qckbtho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3b4hNa2eK8E/TYnVdP1iP6I/AAAAAAAABAY/C7PXVsnl0k0/s640/tumblr_lihj6kJIaP1qckbtho1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is Hideaki Akaiwa. When the Tsunami hit his home town of Ishinomaki, Hideaki was at work. Realising his wife was trapped in their home, he ignored the advice of professionals, who told him to wait for the army to arrive to provide search and rescue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Instead he found some scuba gear, jumped in the raging torrent - dodging cars, houses and other debris being dragged around by the powerful current, any of which could have killed him instantly - and navigated the now submerged streets in pitch dark, freezing water until he found his house. Swimming inside, he discovered his wife alive on the upper level with only a small amount of breathing room, and sharing his respirator, pulled her out to safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If he had waited for the army, his wife of 20 years would be dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and if that’s not enough badassery for one lifetime, Hideaki realised his mother was also unaccounted for, so jumped back in the water and managed to save her life also. Since then Hideaki enters the water everyday on a one man search and rescue mission, saving countless lives and proving that two natural disasters in a single day, and insurmountable odds can’t stand in the way of love. &lt;u style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This man is my hero.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&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/4940847957616688936-8071040475617932779?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/8071040475617932779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-hideaki-akaiwa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8071040475617932779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8071040475617932779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-hideaki-akaiwa.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3b4hNa2eK8E/TYnVdP1iP6I/AAAAAAAABAY/C7PXVsnl0k0/s72-c/tumblr_lihj6kJIaP1qckbtho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2619174195473189108</id><published>2011-03-17T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:14:09.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LDsF0C1r2Q8/TYHWqmq0voI/AAAAAAAABAQ/vvCqCVmArOQ/s1600/tumblr_li06aeG1zG1qez1efo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LDsF0C1r2Q8/TYHWqmq0voI/AAAAAAAABAQ/vvCqCVmArOQ/s640/tumblr_li06aeG1zG1qez1efo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i need this ^ right now.. nooooow~~ haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;flight details and itinerary for India is out, okay it was out days ago, im just excited (: and im pretty excited for tomorrow, if not scared. somehow im freaking out from the activities i kinda volunteered to do. chickening out definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5njYrgKU_vQ/TYHqp89PVzI/AAAAAAAABAU/aeiXy2yvnZ4/s1600/M0022_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5njYrgKU_vQ/TYHqp89PVzI/AAAAAAAABAU/aeiXy2yvnZ4/s400/M0022_1.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;i want this stitch hooded jacket so bad. maybe i should take that "sponsor" offer by that very loaded someone. haha (: its £299.00. still want to pay? its gonna cost you one whole month worth of allowance. oooooh~ but then again, i think you get more than that hoh.. (: lucky guy. &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/4940847957616688936-2619174195473189108?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2619174195473189108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-need-this-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2619174195473189108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2619174195473189108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-need-this-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-LDsF0C1r2Q8/TYHWqmq0voI/AAAAAAAABAQ/vvCqCVmArOQ/s72-c/tumblr_li06aeG1zG1qez1efo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4854447775858770715</id><published>2011-03-15T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:56:42.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-86VPN1Vc0NY/TX9OqWuj7JI/AAAAAAAABAE/h5-v-a6V1Mg/s1600/beautiful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-86VPN1Vc0NY/TX9OqWuj7JI/AAAAAAAABAE/h5-v-a6V1Mg/s640/beautiful.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pnGunGZnMJU/TX9OwFru1vI/AAAAAAAABAI/nxYhvuawYSI/s1600/beautiful+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pnGunGZnMJU/TX9OwFru1vI/AAAAAAAABAI/nxYhvuawYSI/s640/beautiful+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;while everyone was busy searching for the latest news on the creator of Pokemon, i was checking out online if three of the best in MY list were affected from the disasters in Japan. Tweets and news confirmed that they are safe and sound (: so are the rest of their family members. gosh, earthquake, tsunami and volcano eruption all in a week or so. sighs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yoshiki will be donating his Crystal Piano to help raise funds for the victims. should have seen the video of the tsunami, pretty scary :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: small;"&gt;okay i know the pictures aren't necessary, i just.. well reminiscing the good old J rock days.. sighs, its Kpop everywhere now ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-f-JsBDbMOs0/TX9S9VEHzqI/AAAAAAAABAM/MXAyEbNzgwg/s1600/tumblr_ld2jxnU6em1qae6ufo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-f-JsBDbMOs0/TX9S9VEHzqI/AAAAAAAABAM/MXAyEbNzgwg/s640/tumblr_ld2jxnU6em1qae6ufo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;oh and of course he is all good too ^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;maybe i should dig out all them old CDs and listen to them again. i need to search for SMAP's song again. deleted them all from my playlist :/ but look at that cute face right there ((: okay for real now, my prayers to the Japanese. dead or alive ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4854447775858770715?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4854447775858770715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/while-everyone-got-busy-searching-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4854447775858770715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4854447775858770715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/while-everyone-got-busy-searching-for.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-86VPN1Vc0NY/TX9OqWuj7JI/AAAAAAAABAE/h5-v-a6V1Mg/s72-c/beautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2626002674880553136</id><published>2011-03-13T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T19:59:28.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #4c1130; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QxRzTuwTqyQ/TXyu9kjCx5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/l50wD09ZRpA/s1600/hnselundgretel_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QxRzTuwTqyQ/TXyu9kjCx5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/l50wD09ZRpA/s640/hnselundgretel_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been reading this particular book by Shane Dunphy and it's so educational in so many ways. lets just say that if you're interested in child psychology, this particular book gives you a lot. i wasn't actually looking for anything in particular, i actually chanced upon this book. didn't expect it to be so damn good. most of the time, i dint even realize it's already my stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well see, we all know there are different versions of fairy tales from every fucking where and it has always been hard to detect the origin of each and every. go read on the Korean version of Cinderella, it's so much more interesting. I've always been interested in fairy tales, its just that I've never looked at it in a psychology way, not until i read that book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the original version of almost all well known fairy tales have some kind of a violent almost psychotic bit of it. take for example, Hansel and Gretel, the infamous duo kidos. in the original version of it, instead of the witch trapping these children, it was just simply a "Devil". the best part is that, in our version, the evil being cared to cook Hansel up aye, in the original version the Devil place the Children on a sawhorse, and somehow, in some psychotic way wants to bleed 'em children to death. then there's Snow White, the pale freak everyone adores (: in our version we know that the witch or rather the step momma, ran away into the woods and disappeared or something like that, in the original version the queen was captured and brought to Snow White's wedding, she was forced to wear a pair of metal shoes that was already heated in the fire until red- hot and she was forced to dance as a form of ENTERTAINMENT! eventually she died of exhaustion. sick aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;" this world has changed considerably since then. the forests that tend to be the setting for fairy tales are all but gone. so we change the stories, contriving to make them more palatable for our arrogant modern sensibilities. you can dress up the witch or the wolf in any way you wish, but their essence remains. they are predators" - Shane Dunphy&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #4c1130; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-md4aVWWf1TI/TXy6KTk-VKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/kYwtA9qndgA/s1600/800pxsnowwhiteandthesevendwarfs1_1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-md4aVWWf1TI/TXy6KTk-VKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/kYwtA9qndgA/s640/800pxsnowwhiteandthesevendwarfs1_1.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&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/4940847957616688936-2626002674880553136?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2626002674880553136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-reading-this-particular-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2626002674880553136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2626002674880553136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-reading-this-particular-book.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-QxRzTuwTqyQ/TXyu9kjCx5I/AAAAAAAAA_4/l50wD09ZRpA/s72-c/hnselundgretel_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5415341617859403963</id><published>2011-03-11T23:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:03:06.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ONE AND ONLY MOMMA (: hope you enjoyed your day thoroughly, cause you deserve it ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xM7ItADyzlU/TXzAQzAAmTI/AAAAAAAABAA/CwkhT9GD1-E/s1600/IMG00323-20110305-1853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xM7ItADyzlU/TXzAQzAAmTI/AAAAAAAABAA/CwkhT9GD1-E/s640/IMG00323-20110305-1853.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5415341617859403963?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5415341617859403963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-to-my-one-and-only-momma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5415341617859403963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5415341617859403963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-to-my-one-and-only-momma.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-xM7ItADyzlU/TXzAQzAAmTI/AAAAAAAABAA/CwkhT9GD1-E/s72-c/IMG00323-20110305-1853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5090622200401619926</id><published>2011-03-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:21:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dOlzNZ0SyXo/TXjaiiVSzgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/hibXr2QQzuc/s1600/tumblr_lhu27zgEtO1qbsbszo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dOlzNZ0SyXo/TXjaiiVSzgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/hibXr2QQzuc/s640/tumblr_lhu27zgEtO1qbsbszo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Let us have a dagger between our teeth, a bomb in our hands, and an infinite scorn in our hearts”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what an interesting night. random people talking to me all at once and not a single conversation lasts more than an hour. it's so creepy though :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i want to buy a Tamagochi so bad right now but i heard that the newer versions are all bullshit. this is NOT random at all, i just think that a virtual pet is a great idea. the restart button at the back of this damn thing is gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;guess what i watched on WB tv just now~ THIRD WATCH! omfg.. my teenhood years. i actually cried this one day just because i dint get to watch it. i can still remember that day. damn, i was a brat. haha wait till i tell Khai, he's gonna die knowing (: &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/4940847957616688936-5090622200401619926?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5090622200401619926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-us-have-dagger-between-our-teeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5090622200401619926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5090622200401619926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-us-have-dagger-between-our-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-dOlzNZ0SyXo/TXjaiiVSzgI/AAAAAAAAA_0/hibXr2QQzuc/s72-c/tumblr_lhu27zgEtO1qbsbszo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1383562067248092333</id><published>2011-03-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:42:09.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vietnamese food really sucks, im just saying. its a tad too sweet and their level of spiciness is beyond non existent, it's kinda pathetic. they use a lot of nice smelling leaves or garnishes to make up for the flavors but its like eating a bunch of leaves with a prawn or two. okay im not even explaining it good. or maybe it's that particular place. Orange Lantern's food sucks biggg time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;when can i let things go. let it go. i gotta let it go. don't go. not yet. not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1383562067248092333?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1383562067248092333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/vietnamese-food-really-sucks-im-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1383562067248092333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;today marks the day i lost two important reasons to smile, lost both simultaneously. its not an abrupt thing and its definitely a process it's just that today, i realized that i can fool the world, but im not fooling my own damn self. im losing my cat and i know deep down inside that this time around its different, he's not even fighting for his life. he just stopped caring. i know that I've been trying to not think about it that way but i just know that i can't handle it, if i were to say it out loud. i wont be able to handle it. i will get over it, that's an obvious thing, but i know that I'll be a mess for a week or so. it's not the time. it really isn't.the other thing is that i can't really cry it out cause i want to smile for people, make them laugh. it doesn't have the same effect with me crying now does it. help me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;know what it feels like? it feels like you're telling your own god damn self that you're losing your best-friend to aids or some terminal diseases, something you can't do shit about, you know he's in pain but you cant do shit. that's exactly how it feels like. and the treatment cost if any is too fucking expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i wish right now, i can call you up and tell you how much it sucks. but i guess you're &lt;i&gt;gone&lt;/i&gt; too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kinda want to call my buddies up, i know they would probably come here to console me or whatever but i thing they have done enough. more than enough. i just pray to god every single day i wake up the same thing over and over; don't take anything or anyone away from me, no more, not a single soul. cause im hanging in there, im really trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;gotta mark some composition papers now. and i pray to god that i can sleep tonight. big day tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3249691896827114737?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3249691896827114737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/holy-pumpkins-been-busy-with-work-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3249691896827114737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3249691896827114737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just know we can't be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Making every kind of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Takes a lot to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's worse to finish than to start all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And never let it lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And as long as I can feel you holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I won't fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even if you said I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you're caught in a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you've got nothing to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you've got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you've got nothing inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It tears right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You thought that you knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You thought that you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_hiJ8TOb_nM/TW5P9xlIduI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yvmW8k1M_l8/s1600/tumblr_lfp1vbYNcp1qgvg6do1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_hiJ8TOb_nM/TW5P9xlIduI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yvmW8k1M_l8/s640/tumblr_lfp1vbYNcp1qgvg6do1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i dint prepare myself for this. i dint expect this at all, should have known better.. maybe it was just great fun to you. laughing out loud. :/ I'll leave it at that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i still want to believe that the man i &lt;strike&gt;knew&lt;/strike&gt; know is a very nice guy. i still want to believe that i trusted the right person. i still do want to believe that i opened up to a man i can rely on. maybe im right this time around. after all these while, maybe, just maybe im right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;transformers 3 coming out sooner than expected, everyone's talking about it :D watched the trailer just now, pretty dope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8608930970501915926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8608930970501915926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dint-prepare-myself-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_hiJ8TOb_nM/TW5P9xlIduI/AAAAAAAAA_s/yvmW8k1M_l8/s72-c/tumblr_lfp1vbYNcp1qgvg6do1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1580740577536076369</id><published>2011-02-27T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:41:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hectic day yesterday ): went to the clinic to take my blood test result early in the morning, and i got lost in woodlands, cause the bloody clinic is in the middle of nowhere. took 10 minutes just to get there.. i was panting by the time i reached. i was just about to celebrate when i realized that i dint know my way back to the MRT. bloody creep ): spent another 10 more minutes in trying to find my way out.. by the time i got there i was already late for work. rushed like mad to work and did shelving for 4 hours straight. damn the supervisor! done with work, i was so ready to go home and relax. the moment i reached my front door i broke down cause i forgot my key. ha ha bloody ha. went back to work to get the keys from mom and slept in the MRT for a bit cause i was so darn tired. thumbs up aye?&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/4940847957616688936-1580740577536076369?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1580740577536076369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/hectic-day-yesterday-went-to-clinic-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1580740577536076369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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skin, no make up needed, real carefree (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tomorrow is gonna be the end of everything. i hope everything will go smoothly. one step at a time.. ma, stay strong okay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;now see, another night.. great JJ just great.. -.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6314990777145580827?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6314990777145580827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-having-break-outs-like-nobody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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something, anything, but nothing’s coming out. No matter how hard i try to find the right words. When im lying in bed, so tired but i can’t sleep. So i just have to lie there, and wait for the tears to come out, but its not coming out already cause my body is just too fucking tired of caving in, of complying to my needs to feel better. so i lay awake in bed last night, staring at the fucking ceiling. counting the hours left to sleep. checking the time on my phone. but it took forever to strike 6.59am. waiting for that alarm to ring. reading your previous texts made me laugh on my own. our conversations were always so silly. even smileys became a war conversation, until either of us succumbed. i fell asleep somewhere in between.. 3am in the morning perhaps, or maybe 4am. i wasn't too sure, it doesn't matter anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tired, im so fucking tired. physically and mentally very very tired. tired of being so afraid of every single thing. afraid of disappointing my family. afraid of losing any one of them. afraid of failing every single module. afraid of losing my friends over something stupid. afraid of unnecessary fights.. afraid of losing you. so very afraid of losing someone i care so much for. if its possible, i want to ask you every single day for the rest of my life. have you eaten? are you fine? have you studied? i want to tell you every single day to be happy, to smile a lot, to stay healthy and be fine. but im so tired. trying every single time is very very tiring. waiting is tiring. wanting something for another person is very very very tiring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so many things i wanted to do with you before the two trips. thinking about it makes me sad. i would trade so many things to do random stuff with you. someone pointed out before that i need to take a breather. a long break away from all these, all i could think of was, that was my break. cause when you're being all funny and random, i forget about everything else. that's my break. you're my break from everything. isn't that what a break is all about? to allow you to forget about all the shit you don't want to feel. all the bullshitting hard work from school. from the fake laughter around you. from the fake faces you see and smile at every single day in school. cause its all politics every fucking where. survival of the fittest. shut up and you lose, open up your mouth and you still lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im gradually losing everything in my life. slowly but i can feel it happening. cause you know what they say, nothing last forever. but I'll tell you the truth, I've never met anyone quite like you in my whole entire life. well at least not of the opposite sex. someone i don't have to pretend or act cool in front of. no one quite like you. &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/4940847957616688936-5212177565983212455?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5212177565983212455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-to-say-something-anything-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5212177565983212455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5212177565983212455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-to-say-something-anything-but.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3890728952861928478</id><published>2011-02-16T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:11:25.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGCZUr-JxQ4/TVvM8sKEkMI/AAAAAAAAA_k/3-hP8Y8aAHw/s1600/tumblr_lgo0g4WgKJ1qbpwzeo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGCZUr-JxQ4/TVvM8sKEkMI/AAAAAAAAA_k/3-hP8Y8aAHw/s400/tumblr_lgo0g4WgKJ1qbpwzeo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3890728952861928478?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3890728952861928478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3890728952861928478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3890728952861928478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGCZUr-JxQ4/TVvM8sKEkMI/AAAAAAAAA_k/3-hP8Y8aAHw/s72-c/tumblr_lgo0g4WgKJ1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8521679363042237111</id><published>2011-02-16T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T19:01:21.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A234-2-W54G-B :       Problem 15 - A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A251-3-W54G-B :       Problem 15 - A    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A301-4-W54G-B :       Problem 15 - A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A232-8-W54G-B :       Problem 15 - A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A204-1-W54G-B :       Problem 15 - X&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HAHAHAHA was competing&amp;nbsp; with a friend over this.. hey you lose the bet, dude. one absent not counted right? there. told you Aliza loves me. coffee for the rest of my RP life on you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;the only good thing today.. ... thank you thank you grades. you've made it a bearable day. first genuine smile because of you. and you're not even alive&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/4940847957616688936-8521679363042237111?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/8521679363042237111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/a234-2-w54g-b-problem-15-a251-3-w54g-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;and i just hope you know, that if you say goodbye today, I'd ask you to be true. cause the hardest part of this, is leaving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1860331676331746114?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1860331676331746114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-talk-little-less-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1860331676331746114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-944341448856986468</id><published>2011-02-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:00:34.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;done with both genetics and anatomy, finally (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what an interesting day at work indeed. a couple of guys approached me to ask about cookery books, one even went all out to explain that he's cooking for his girlfriend this coming valentines. i didn't even mind helping him find a good book. people in love makes me smile smile smile ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;gonna be lifeless till the 21st. sucks to be us ): but its okay, im looking forward to the trip to Langkawi and India! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-944341448856986468?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/944341448856986468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/done-with-both-genetics-and-anatomy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/944341448856986468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/944341448856986468'/><link 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fact that i fell so darn tired but i just can't shut this darn eyes, the thing is i babble a lot of bullshit and then i sing out loud all the freaking time. the worst part is that im aware of doing it, but i just cant stop.. like bla bla bla blaaaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what the hell happened to Enrique Iglesias anyways, it seems like someone kidnapped the original Enrique and placed a dancy phony guy instead. &amp;gt;: [ i miss the sexy guy who serenaded, Hero... the real deal, sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the half an hour meeting during lunch with my advisor and committee members left me swearing the rest of the day. apparently my advisor listed down her preference for the new committee member and she actually elected me as the President. ... ..... is that Aunty for real? trying to list down the pros and cons and apparently they both level out. commitment vs great reflection for my resume.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11 pm now, and im soo darn tired. but im not sleepy.. i wish i have someone to talk to, at least till i fall asleep. ohh that reminds me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;it seems like a long time since we last had a proper conversation or meet up or dinner or something.. something, anything.. sighs, but its okay, you're tired, i get it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-7450555810289041939?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TVKWpd4wqBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/CaUVTjz4OEw/s72-c/tumblr_ldy0eli4hm1qanakno1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1795253461530412474</id><published>2011-02-08T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:20:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;kroegering &lt;/span&gt;:you remind me a lot of Holden Caulfield [Google if you must]. you're quirky that way. okay if you think its an insult, it's not.. okay.. i should just shut up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;DeathMayDie &lt;/span&gt;:This is the absolute number one best compliment I have ever received on tumblr, I love The Catcher in The Rye so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAH~~~~~~ ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1795253461530412474?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1795253461530412474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/kroegering-you-remind-me-lot-of-holden.html#comment-form' title='0 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#38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;its depressing as hell watching the television nowadays, especially the news, riots here and there. and then when it's advertisement time we have those quit gambling bull ass.. how ironic, dint hear them complaining about it before the IR idea came about.. might as well hold up a "no Singaporean" rule there right? besides, the main idea behind the bloody IR was to attract foreigners, but i heard that because of their rules and stuff, even the foreigners find the place a turn off. ha ha bloody ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;okay i've been following this particular guy on tumblr for quite some time. eccentric. that's the only word to describe him. he's so goddamn hilarious and smart as hell. he called an otter a fish recently for the fun of it, and a bunch of girls lectured him on the fact that an otter isn't a fish. some even called him dumb and stuff. i mean if you really know him, its pretty funny really. why am i rambling about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2464416143715279271?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2464416143715279271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-depressing-as-hell-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2464416143715279271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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there horh.. but walking in the rain is lovely. so i must say that im loving the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im just trying to look at things differently. no one is forcing me to, im just trying my best to smile at everything. anything small, anything at all. maybe what i need is to just get away from everyone. everyone who expects too darn much from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;funny, how much you want others to be happy. to stay happy, that you start to neglect your own damn self. neglect my own self? who am i kidding. so many things in this mind of mine. maybe its true what JJ said. the heaven IS crying. that's why it's been raining so heavily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;these past few weeks, it has been pretty tiring. i realized that i dint even talk much to the people i love, its like im living in my own world, trying to think of ways to make others happy. ha ha bloody ha, no. more like i was thinking of their problems, not the solution. i swear i can stone for hours thinking. im so fucking lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;ooh one thing. my anti depressant. the book " The Catcher in the Rye ". im in love, deeply in love (: Holden Caulfield. you're amazing. but then again, all fictional characters are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8872593758337036535</id><published>2011-02-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:55:15.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you make my teeth clinch and my hands shake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;do you ever see what you do to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you’re wearing me out, just wearing me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i’m wearing you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you’re impossible but lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so impossible to win or please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i’m wearing you out, just wearing you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i’m wearing you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;take what you want from me, it means nothing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;take everything from me, it means nothing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;not so easy to forgive, harder to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;take what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i’m impossible to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so impossible, you had your doubts&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/4940847957616688936-8872593758337036535?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6740465167596423580</id><published>2011-01-28T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T23:19:11.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;as soon as i closed my eyes, sadness overwhelms me. no actually i don't even have to close these eyes, it overwhelms me whenever im alone, whenever im not distracted by something. why does it affect me so much, to be misunderstood that way, whatever happens to the old me who wont care shit what others think of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im trying to understand, trying to figure out where i go wrong, trying to figure out my mistake. but i have no idea, and i wish you would tell me so at least i can say sorry.&amp;nbsp; couldn't sleep last night cause of this shit ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"&gt;dearest JJ, happy working, i shall sleep now, cause i need to escape from this tiring world. tiring tiring world. take care of yourself, and be home safe and sound okay (: kiss your sexy bike for me (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6740465167596423580?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6740465167596423580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TUApvIYpVGI/AAAAAAAAA-4/kqiQj23NIHs/s72-c/tumblr_lfmn2yZQdO1qzfntko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8560784818657953177</id><published>2011-01-26T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:01:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i am happy that you're happy ((: its good to see you all smiley again ((:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tomorrow is gonna be one of those silly shitty day again. im starting to hate going to school.. all these shitty people i have to deal with every single day. okay no, im the shitty one.&amp;nbsp;&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/4940847957616688936-8560784818657953177?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/8560784818657953177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-happy-that-youre-happy-its-good-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8560784818657953177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/8560784818657953177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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did i do at the end of the day? NOTHING. cause im lame like that, dint know what to do and how to cheer up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you see that's the problem. i spent the whole day today and almost everyday for the past few weeks thinking of ways to cheer people up. a lot of people. the assbutt part of it is the fact that i dint carry it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;what the fuck was today anyways. cant even recognize myself, what a fake ass laughing at silly lame jokes. faking laughter itself, faking the smiles. faking my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you to want what I want you to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got&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/4940847957616688936-5754226961008177380?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5754226961008177380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-little-bit-of-loneliness-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5754226961008177380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5754226961008177380'/><link 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TTmNR5ZDwMI/AAAAAAAAA-0/pzKX0WjCqks/s400/IMG00274-20110115-1809.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;i cant thank you enough (: don't really want to eat it cause its so pretty pretty in a box with golden ribbons (: feels like my birthday, receiving random gifts like this ((: &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/4940847957616688936-1400879364694016438?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1400879364694016438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cant-thank-you-enough-dont-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And everything you stand for, turns on you, despite you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What happens when you become the main source of their pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just smile back.&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/4940847957616688936-1014762483277765619?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1014762483277765619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-you-ever-loved-someone-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1014762483277765619'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TTb8yHr4C5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/N-Gb0DktXDY/s72-c/tumblr_lb77h7PUne1qakp46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2478644307267325591</id><published>2011-01-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:04:00.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or tell you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;where's the sense in that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or return to where we were &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/4940847957616688936-2478644307267325591?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5079768576301067383</id><published>2011-01-17T09:36:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:02:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TTOdP1QW4wI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zFK8DpS9BVc/s1600/IMG00273-20110114-1956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TTOdP1QW4wI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zFK8DpS9BVc/s400/IMG00273-20110114-1956.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh hi. should have blogged about this on friday (: mom bought a box of cupcakes on friday and they have fresh cream on it (: i dont even need dinner with them by my side. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;sighs i dunno why there's so many things in my mind now. whats with the FYP team and project selection not settled yet. and with that person i dont know how to handle. i really dont know how to handle you every time you hint such things. i dont know what to say back to you. sighs, you should really just give it up, im not worth it horh.. the other thing is money, im really worried about money, but thanks Feeqs for that special reminder, that He has got a great plan for us all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: small;"&gt;wow that was real venting horh (: lab management UT tomorrow, told Huda i studied but honestly, i glanced through the 6Ps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5079768576301067383?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5079768576301067383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-hi_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5079768576301067383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5079768576301067383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-hi_17.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TTOdP1QW4wI/AAAAAAAAA9c/zFK8DpS9BVc/s72-c/IMG00273-20110114-1956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8919369709549949781</id><published>2011-01-13T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:00:23.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh hi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;i love my life, goodnight and go sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;i love my cat and goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;i love mom and goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i am going to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;tomorrow got UT sleep.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i sleep soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; me sleep.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;SLEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-8919369709549949781?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3704884366767986096</id><published>2011-01-12T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:50:47.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mind choked. if there's one thing i hate in this whole wide world, its someone staring at me. i don't even hate smokers, okay it has nothing to do with shit hoh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i just hate standing there wanting to talk to you and someone stares at me like im some big fuck. assfuck do i look like i care how i look? just stop making me look like im a fucking desperate ass clinging on to him. gosh.&amp;nbsp; what are you, his bodyguard? or maybe i should just forget about approaching you in the future. just fucking walk straight and lets just pretend we don't know each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im extremely tired. mentally tired. tired for trying. tired for caring. tired of thinking. extremely tired of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;don't even have the appetite to eat. bought bread to feed the birds at Sembawang, perhaps. i want to go home, put my head under the pillows and disappear. fucking disappear. okay the more i type, the more i feel like crying. fuck PMS-ing. fuck cramps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;): hate this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3704884366767986096?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3704884366767986096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/mind-choked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3704884366767986096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3704884366767986096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/mind-choked.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-775141904098564344</id><published>2011-01-11T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:02:10.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hello hello (: im pleased to inform myself that im done with genetics and can now focus on neurobiology. Test in two days straight, that's beyond sick aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mi went out for a much deserved break with her friends yesterday. they went to the Orchid Garden and then to the cinemas to watch Guillever's Travel. adorable hohhh ((: so nice to know that she enjoyed herself(: she even bought me two charmed bracelets, they are gorgeou, i cant thank her enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i cannot believe im done with genetics, seriously. i was stressing on it just a few minutes ago ): plus the modules are getting tougher. haiyoo, duuuuh moment. we are ending our semester soon and i have mixed feelings about it. its like i want it to end but i don't. tssk, whats the future gonna be like, i wonder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i have a lot of things in my mind tonight, i mean a lot. for example there's this particular one thing i wonder. who my real friends are.. i mean, have you ever wondered who will stick by you through everything and who would walk away from you the moment their lives changed? who's willing to do the things you're willing to do for them?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;there's no such test for those kinda things, i guess only time can tell. heh ((:&amp;nbsp;&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/4940847957616688936-775141904098564344?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1095216274737129803</id><published>2011-01-09T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:11:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your promises, they look like lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your honesty, like a back that hides a knife&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/4940847957616688936-1095216274737129803?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-7998516930015495854</id><published>2011-01-08T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:41:10.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Behind those eyes lies the truth and grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Behind those beautiful smiles I've seen tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beyond these clouds you can hide all your tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Beyond this world you'll be safe from their wicked fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And in their hearts they fear your demands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know their minds won't accept you, they'll never understand.&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/4940847957616688936-7998516930015495854?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/7998516930015495854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/behind-those-eyes-lies-truth-and-grief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7998516930015495854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7998516930015495854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/behind-those-eyes-lies-truth-and-grief.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5082112988536111166</id><published>2011-01-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:07:33.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ooooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im supposed to be studying, with genetics and neurobio one after another but im stoning instead. browsing through tumblr like a mad goose, and not even reblogging anything. im a lame ass, im supposed to revive this blog not kill it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;forget it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5082112988536111166?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5082112988536111166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/ooooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5082112988536111166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5082112988536111166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/ooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1367990792941663163</id><published>2011-01-04T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:40:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TScWt56fEpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9t3FGo6CfoA/s1600/tumblr_lekyplMdaP1qbp28ao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TScWt56fEpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9t3FGo6CfoA/s400/tumblr_lekyplMdaP1qbp28ao1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A picture began circulating in November. It should be “The Picture of the Year,”… or perhaps, “Picture of the Decade.” It won’t be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the U.S. paper which published it, you probably would never have seen it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The picture is that of a 21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother’s womb. Little Samuel’s mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr. Bruner’s remarkable surgical procedure. Practicing at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the surgery on Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon’s finger. Dr. Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, “Hand of Hope.” The text explaining the picture begins, “The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother’s uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Little Samuel’s mother said they “wept for days” when they saw the picture. She said, “The photo reminds us pregnancy isn’t about disability or an illness, it’s about a little person” Samuel was born in perfect health, the operation 100 percent successful. Now see the actual picture, and it is awesome…incredible….and hey, pass it on! The world needs to see this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1367990792941663163?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1367990792941663163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/picture-began-circulating-in-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1367990792941663163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1367990792941663163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2011/01/picture-began-circulating-in-november.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TScWt56fEpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/9t3FGo6CfoA/s72-c/tumblr_lekyplMdaP1qbp28ao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-7424828537926564618</id><published>2010-12-30T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T17:43:28.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;JJ and I went to the science centre yesterday and by the end of the trip we were both pretty exhausted (or was it just me? :/) thank god we dint include that CSI exhibition. or we would have missed the highlight of the whole trip. the kid, who banged hard on the glass door. he broke his front tooth. it was pretty bad im telling you ): there's a lot of lame stuff there, but im telling you there are some pretty cool stuff too. the maths corner however... that there, is a huge NO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: small;"&gt;after that went to jurong point for dinner. walked around a bit then went home (: that huge white bear. should have rescued that thing. that thing with the ): face. but at the end of the day, it was a pretty fun day(: just because.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-7424828537926564618?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/7424828537926564618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/jj-and-i-went-to-science-centre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7424828537926564618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7424828537926564618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/jj-and-i-went-to-science-centre.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3794209549706856474</id><published>2010-12-28T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:20:38.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A girlfriend asked me to fill this up, i don't know why but im doing it anyways, just so okay, just so. &amp;gt;:[ sighs here we go~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;ON THE OUTSIDE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Nurul Fatin Binte Omar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birth Date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;17 July 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Current Location: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hair Color: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Jet Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Righty/Lefty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; Right, like all normal people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ON THE INSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your fear: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;The future, always.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your dream of the perfect date: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;haaah~ as long as im with the one, even digging sand sounds fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goals you’d like to achieve: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;giving my mom the life she can truly enjoy, the easy life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Check phone for time and texts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your bed time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;mostly i fall asleep doing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your most missed memory: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;honestly those days back in secondary school, i cant name a single day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;YOUR PICK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;actually none, but i would rather, coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;McDonalds.defo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Single or Group Dates: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adidas or Nike: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;NEITHER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boots or Pumps: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;BOOTS. always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Vanilla(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Coffee. actually i don't mind either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smoke: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;im smokinng hawt. okay, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuss: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;like a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Take showers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;im a clean freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have a crush:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; just for the fun of it. JUST FOR FUN.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like school: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Love school. whiteee liessss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Believe what goes around comes around: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;like a boomerang.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Believe everything happens for a reason: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;EVERY SINGLE THING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Think you’re a health freak: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;clean freak, never a health freak. dude, you can eat an apple a day, not smoke and die of cancer. wake the hell up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gone to the mall: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;uh huh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Been on stage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;to sing for my cat? uh huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eaten sushi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;im allergic to sushi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Been hurt: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;emotionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dyed your hair: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;will never.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Played a stripping game: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kissed the same sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;on the cheeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gotten beaten up: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;with a brother like mine, who dares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;We all do this, every minute of every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;GETTING OLD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Age you’re hoping to be married by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;67, good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Number of kids you’re planning on having: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;10, good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;IN A GIRL/GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Best eye color: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;hazel/brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hair color: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;au naturel                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Short or long hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; Neat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fat or fit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Who the heck am i to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Looks or personality: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Personality DEFO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fun or serious: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;fun and serious.haaah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WHAT WERE YOU DOING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 minute ago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;i was thinking of a good age to get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 hour ago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;on the phone convincing. * it's not beng like, i swear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 week ago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;which day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 year ago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;which hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FINISH THE SENTENCE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; Uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hide:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; my true self, my feelings so that others wont get hurt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt; someone to tell me, everything will be okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;competitions. kay that's pretty random. &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/4940847957616688936-3794209549706856474?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3794209549706856474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/girlfriend-asked-me-to-fill-this-up-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3794209549706856474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3794209549706856474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/girlfriend-asked-me-to-fill-this-up-i.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4269448603164960600</id><published>2010-12-24T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T22:19:45.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TRSrqjJb0WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/pzcfhH-bqsE/s1600/tumblr_ldatzgiruK1qe071uo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TRSrqjJb0WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/pzcfhH-bqsE/s400/tumblr_ldatzgiruK1qe071uo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4269448603164960600?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4269448603164960600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4269448603164960600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4269448603164960600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TRSrqjJb0WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/pzcfhH-bqsE/s72-c/tumblr_ldatzgiruK1qe071uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6481376953200316554</id><published>2010-12-20T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:37:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;^ that's how im gonna look like sleeping tonight.&lt;strike&gt; Yay to the awesome time today(: thank you thank you LJJ((:&lt;/strike&gt; had an awesome time and err the movie sucks. ((: *is this better Mr Lim Jing Jie?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;and yay to meeting PP requirements. yay to great UT results ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6481376953200316554?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6481376953200316554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/thats-how-im-gonna-look-like-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6481376953200316554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6481376953200316554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/thats-how-im-gonna-look-like-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5617462917681673753</id><published>2010-12-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:27:49.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;it was you who picked the pieces up, when i was a broken soul and then glued me back together, returned to me what others stole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-5617462917681673753?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5617462917681673753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-was-you-who-picked-pieces-up-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5617462917681673753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5617462917681673753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-was-you-who-picked-pieces-up-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1397931137454445069</id><published>2010-12-15T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:37:59.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TQi2oHWkGmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/003i_U9GdoA/s1600/tumblr_ldc3wo7Y3I1qb62q0o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="91" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TQi2oHWkGmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/003i_U9GdoA/s400/tumblr_ldc3wo7Y3I1qb62q0o1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1397931137454445069?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1397931137454445069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1397931137454445069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1397931137454445069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TQi2oHWkGmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/003i_U9GdoA/s72-c/tumblr_ldc3wo7Y3I1qb62q0o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3965926427280174707</id><published>2010-12-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:35:14.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so while im typing out this post im really hoping that she's not reading it cause im beyond terrified of her level of mental saneness. okay sane should never be near her name. she stalks and talks to me all the freaking time with different stories about how she's depressed about EVERYTHING. i mean im willing to help but first she's in the hospital then she's not, then she's suffering from some life threatening disease then she's almost killing herself then now she's madly in love. HELP. okay get these right, first of all i don't know her well, we were only classmates for i dunno two modules? secondly i think i was pretty right out on not liking her. she's so panicky WHO THE HELL LIKES HER. then recently she started to say that she misses me and stuff and i was like ooookaaaay~ so i thought "oooh heeeey, oh yaaah.." i thought that its a random thing and now these! omg should i say it straight to her face that she's so freaking annoying? what if she kills herself? :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sighs, i think im really going mad. im having the worst mood swing ever. know whats the annoying part? i know who im taking it out on.&amp;nbsp; okay i don't know it at that point of time, but its like when i think about it all i can think of is "oooh god, please don't tell me im doing it again..":(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im sorry, for being so moody and annoying and irritating. i can't control it and the fact that you've been so freaking patient is very very.. well it makes me feel so bad its eating me inside. i promise you today's the last.. cause you're too lovable (: you're amazing. &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/4940847957616688936-3965926427280174707?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3965926427280174707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-while-im-typing-out-this-post-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3965926427280174707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3965926427280174707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-while-im-typing-out-this-post-im.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3043046362602689851</id><published>2010-12-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:57:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;just done with my PP shit and im gonna send it for printing tomorrow, cant wait to see it in poster form. looks pretty funny to me like its a bit slanted and picture heavy on one side. sighs will upload the picture if i have the time. Saturday's presentation day! and after that movie time with all those 18th batch (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay i need someone who can constantly remind me to not curse people, cause whenever i curse someone that thing really happen &amp;gt;:[ kay see i don't want it but when someone upsets me terribly, and i curse that something bad happens to them, it really does! okay recently, okay no, this semester, "someone" annoyed the hell out of me, and i kept cursing that he crash his bike or skid, AND HE DID. you might think its funny, but its not the first time and its defo not the last, i shan't talk about the aunty or my manager. im not saying that i have super powers or anything, i know coincidence happens, but im just saying someone needs to constantly remind me not to. just.in.case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;great day today, will talk about it tomorrow or something, im tired. and to K, thank you for being honest and all straightforward, sorry i laughed it off, my mind was a bit busy on someone else. besides, you don't know me that well (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3043046362602689851?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3043046362602689851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-done-with-my-pp-shit-and-im-gonna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3043046362602689851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3043046362602689851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-done-with-my-pp-shit-and-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6692762356527271410</id><published>2010-12-08T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:51:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i like coffee sessions with Huda. it's so comforting talking to someone who can already read me inside out. if only we can do that everyday, but then again, it wont be as special (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;here's what i think. no one have to choose to spend time with anybody. one can have many close friends and continue to stay as close friends even without spending much time together. it shouldn't be about choices, cause having to choose between friends, well that sucks. just because two individuals don't meet doesn't mean they cant stay as close friends right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you're always welcome whenever wherever, it was never an issue and it will never be an issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: small;"&gt;all these reminds me of Atikah :( i miss you. see, she's my awesome buddy and we are damn close, we meet once in a blue holiday but we are still close like ever. friends should be able to pick things up straight away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6692762356527271410?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6692762356527271410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-like-coffee-sessions-with-huda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6692762356527271410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6692762356527271410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-like-coffee-sessions-with-huda.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5591559895968878779</id><published>2010-12-08T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:27:31.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPzMRPMQnJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/PQUm7A2i6XI/s1600/IMG00222-20101206-1058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPzMRPMQnJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/PQUm7A2i6XI/s400/IMG00222-20101206-1058.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a small gesture that made me smile the whole day in school today :) thank you for the treat Lim Jing Jie, very sweet of you. oh and a little someone make an origami heart with the extra extra straws you took. that extraaa extraaaa~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;went home pretty early today and there's no housework to do &amp;gt;: [ ma did everything before leaving for work, donch like it :( she should have spent the extra time resting. sighs, mothers. now i really don't have anything to do. how i wish im working right now. that's definitely something to do. maybe i should start on my PP poster. fill those boxes. okay maybe tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;there's this really noob song im in love with, i cant believe how noob it is. with the lame video. but its a really really nice song. so im not the only one who thinks so.apparently Khai even watched the LIVE version. its so funny though (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCHg5r6rFoI"&gt;WATCH (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3749665082139755342?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3749665082139755342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/small-gesture-that-made-me-smile-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3749665082139755342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3749665082139755342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/small-gesture-that-made-me-smile-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPzMRPMQnJI/AAAAAAAAA9A/PQUm7A2i6XI/s72-c/IMG00222-20101206-1058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4035102259525472363</id><published>2010-12-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:26:07.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A234-2-W54G-B :       Problem 7 - B             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A251-3-W54G-B :       Problem 7 - A             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A301-4-W54G-B :       Problem 7 - A             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A232-8-W54G-B :       Problem 7 - A             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A204-1-W54G-B :       Problem 7 - B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i swear the grades is the only thing that keeps me going. i don't earn it from being smart, i earn it from ACTING smart, i swear. at the end of the day i always forget what i learned before. i nod to everything like i understand shit but i have no idea what the hell i was nodding to. i feel bad about the fact that people are investing money for me to study but im nowhere near where i should be, i guess im typing this out cause im feeling shitty, im pretty sure I'll regret this post. but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;started the day feeling like shit cause of all the fees and stuff. went for lab wearing sandals and i swear i saw my faci looking down at my feet, but i was looking like -.-" so she dint say anything :] .. holy schmoozers.&amp;nbsp; went to break early with a bunch of my classmates plus Huda and Airin, supposed to be a twosome but oh wells, enjoyed myself still. they were talking about forming cliques in the class and how annoying things are. dint have much to say so i kept quiet throughout, those guys are darn funny though :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;there's this someone i know who's interested in joining Singapore's very own Disaster Assistance and Rescue Team (DART) and its not even for the money or fame.. to help.. to help with all the rescuing. that's just awesome i think. i just want to point out my respect. cause my bro used to tell me about their trainings and how severe things can get. but this person wants it so bad&amp;nbsp; i can see it in his eyes when he said it. sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: small;"&gt;Lim Jing Jie :) happy working till 3 a.m. and im really fine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4035102259525472363?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4035102259525472363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/a234-2-w54g-b-problem-7-b-a251-3-w54g-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4035102259525472363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4035102259525472363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/a234-2-w54g-b-problem-7-b-a251-3-w54g-b.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1404820341650318332</id><published>2010-12-01T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:30:26.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my internet's such a bitch. so much for wireless fit for an office of 20 people &amp;gt;:[ starhub and their scams. forever digging shit out of people. well anyways, i thought that i was gonna go mad over-analyzing my day today, but i guess what Lisa and Aiman said makes sense :] i WAS thinking too much :] am i too free? that i kinda think too much all the time? time to find a job for the weekdays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;orrh and im going fishing this saturdaay :] its gonna be my first time. donch.LAUGH. i heard that its pretty boring, but im going with a bunch of retards. should be okay hoh? its so nice to be free of everything, okay i shan't talk about the PP poster &amp;gt;:[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1404820341650318332?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1404820341650318332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-internets-such-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1404820341650318332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1404820341650318332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-internets-such-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-4052035281094095483</id><published>2010-11-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:07:32.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;guess what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"caffeine is often referred to as the substance that helps you stay awake and provides stimulation to the body. The stimulation of the central nervous system may lead to the body's inability to rejuvenate when at rest. In women, the unwanted symptoms of premenstrual syndrome (PMS) may increase."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you must be kidding me. i felt so much better after the two cups of coffee just now, so im really questioning the credibility of that site &amp;gt;:[ i know i drove my classmates nuts just now. i couldn't shut the hell up and i almost laugh during UT cause i was having one of those laughing gas moment. but lets just say the class was celebrating after UT. now i need to focus on my poster. i know its damn early and i might have Eric Chua as my accessor, i think that's pretty awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;went back with the usuals just now along with Agnes and Marilou, it was dope running in the rain. yes, im kidding -.-" by the time i reached home i was soaking wet. damn the Sembawang MP, no shelter. dang it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iVzTc0ijzQ"&gt;WATCH :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-4052035281094095483?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/4052035281094095483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-caffeine-is-often-referred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4052035281094095483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/4052035281094095483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-caffeine-is-often-referred.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6205771648411801956</id><published>2010-11-29T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:06:48.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;am i PMSing? am i moody? :( i thought everything's okay, at least on my side. but im definitely feeling the.. sighs. im defo PMSing. but how can i call it PMSing when im happy any other time im occupied with stuff? i don't even know how to feel. its like a routine anyways. when a girl is PMSing i guess she's as delicate as a feather. brush her the wrong way and she's pretty much broken. see im defo PMSing, im listening to Creep by Radiohead and pretty much tearing up. capital eff :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i should really just sleep it off. hopefully we are not changing teams, i wanna be with Airin so we can talk longer and be freaking retarded together. :( ergh. bye world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6205771648411801956?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6205771648411801956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-i-pmsing-am-i-moody-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6205771648411801956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6205771648411801956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-i-pmsing-am-i-moody-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6772420862859075661</id><published>2010-11-27T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:49:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what a nice yesternight and what a nice day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;work was okay, glad to know that ever since that incident, someone's kinda afraid of me, bully my friends and I'll fucking stuff vulgarities up your ass. okay pardon me, this is supposed to be a happy post :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;went to get some stuff with sis right after work today, then out of the blues sis asked if i would like to get henna done. i guess we were both bored. i was pretty tired from work but for henna's sake i seriously don't mind :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;initially i thought of doing on only one hand, but the lady said that its kinda weird to do it on one hand, and that she will come up with her own design on the other hand. so there you go :] it was pretty funny walking around tekka with that, we were waiting for it to dry so went in this Mustaffa Centre wannabe, just for the air con, and those Indians were pretty much amused.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;as for yesternight, well lets just say its nice to know that a new friend shares everything in common with you. seriously, and thank you for introducing me to that deadly jellyfish, you jellyfish murderer :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;❥ thanks sis for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPEkFwM4k_I/AAAAAAAAA88/ZYfG62en1a4/s1600/IMAG0858-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPEkFwM4k_I/AAAAAAAAA88/ZYfG62en1a4/s400/IMAG0858-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4940847957616688936-6772420862859075661?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6772420862859075661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-nice-yesternight-and-what-nice-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6772420862859075661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6772420862859075661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-nice-yesternight-and-what-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TPEkFwM4k_I/AAAAAAAAA88/ZYfG62en1a4/s72-c/IMAG0858-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6336765437524934805</id><published>2010-11-19T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T23:02:19.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I want now is to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cause you know I've been everywhere else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fighting my way back to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The only place I ever felt at home&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;lets see, where shall i start. i finally got my book " never let me go" by Kazuo Ighiguro from the Paramedic of the class ( &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I KNOW RIGHT! SO FREAKING COOL!!! PARAMEDIC EEH, I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ) after much delay. kay enough about the owner, this book is damn good im telling you. the whole idea is just so weird and sad. i really want to read it through the night but since im working tomorrow, i guess i cant. i haven't even touch on neurobiology. zilch! and there's dikir competition this Sunday :( dont think i can make it.. need to do much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;damn emo after school today, cause of the damn UT. emo in school, after school, going to school, emo at home, emo before sleep, emo when i wake up tomorrow. LOLOLOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;( &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;NOTE TO SELF: LET IT GO, LET EVERYTHING GO, CAUSE ITS NOT WORTH IT. AND WHEN YOU ENCOUNTER SOMETHING THAT FUCKETY, YOU SHOULD KEEP TO YOUR SELF AND FUCKING ENDURE. FUCK TRYING AND FUCK BEING NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;finally meeting amandaaaaa after so long :) i cant wait! bert, be nice, you bully me, i punch i swear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;MY DEAR BENG WHO'LL BE WORKING TILL 3 AM IN THE MORNING. HAPPY WORKING :] AND I STILL WANT YOU TO TRY TO WAKE UP EARLY ON MONDAY. P-L-E-A-S-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6336765437524934805?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6336765437524934805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-i-want-now-is-to-be-with-you-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6336765437524934805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6336765437524934805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-i-want-now-is-to-be-with-you-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-764359529311601663</id><published>2010-11-12T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:49:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay great im back on track, grades wise and i guess everything else? :] im loving genetics and lab management!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;there's one problem though. that hell of a faci for medical technology. THE HORROR im telling you. i cant believe she gave me a B after everything, the huge argument in class. LOL, assbutt. at the end of the day, no matter how horrible things are, school is so much better than work. to a certain extend though. gotta get going on genetics revision cause i kinda have a feeling i screwed my A&amp;amp;P. i took my time doing the MCQs and you know that crappy feeling when you see the 4 marks question and you only have urmmm 15 seconds left? well anyways, neuro was fairly fun just now, i found my fellow retard in class. DURGES, she's so retarded! we were both laughing our ass off throughout neuro today. fun day indeed :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;everyone i care about is sick. Ma, Kittycat and even Mr Lim &amp;gt;:[ sighs, get well soon you lovely bunch. &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/4940847957616688936-764359529311601663?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/764359529311601663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-great-im-back-on-track-grades-wise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/764359529311601663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/764359529311601663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-great-im-back-on-track-grades-wise.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3192424778470710990</id><published>2010-11-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:38:31.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;guide every single day. keep us close to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3192424778470710990?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3192424778470710990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/guide-every-single-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3192424778470710990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3192424778470710990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/guide-every-single-day.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5381473105338695662</id><published>2010-11-09T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T23:31:48.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i was hyper the whole day today until....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well anyways i couldn't keep my mouth shut &amp;gt;:[ i don't really know what was it seriously. skittles maybe? coffeee?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;went to the Replug Concert after school today. dint know we have such talented singers. and may i say that our drummers are damn entertaining :] i really like Ahmad Husayn's time on the drums. he really enjoyed himself! i guess the only noob thing is the fact that there wasn't any reception in the theater &amp;gt;:[ so.... yknow. and that singer who sang Stevie's song. DON'T EVEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;now im :[ shall not talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mr Lim, can you not call me Nurul?&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/4940847957616688936-5381473105338695662?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5381473105338695662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-was-hyper-whole-day-today-until.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5381473105338695662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5381473105338695662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-was-hyper-whole-day-today-until.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-2054973739614421749</id><published>2010-11-09T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:03:35.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNgZMlseUCI/AAAAAAAAA8c/wWmOd11if8A/s1600/tumblr_lavjxxjWD21qa7i4to1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNgZMlseUCI/AAAAAAAAA8c/wWmOd11if8A/s400/tumblr_lavjxxjWD21qa7i4to1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;school was pretty shit just now. i guess cause i was late and its medical technology today. it was pretty hellish. the faci was such an ass, if i get a C for this class, im gonna freaking slap her short self. i mean SLAP her HARD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i guess the rest of the day was okay :] laughing gas like mad now. sis is trying to find my BB receipt and she's digging through EVERYTHING. she's like a mad woman and its hilarious. oh oh and someone [thaaaat someone] took the wrong train home with a flat MP3 emoing like mad. hooh~ HAHAHAHAHA okay luuh sorry luuh not funny :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"&gt;its midnight now. should sleep. goodnight love :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-2054973739614421749?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/2054973739614421749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-was-pretty-shit-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2054973739614421749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/2054973739614421749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-was-pretty-shit-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNgZMlseUCI/AAAAAAAAA8c/wWmOd11if8A/s72-c/tumblr_lavjxxjWD21qa7i4to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-7033947969695497165</id><published>2010-11-06T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T14:37:47.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Overthinking ruins you. Ruins the situation, turns things around, makes you worry, and just make things worse than it actually is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;chop chopped my hair to super short. oh my god, you have no idea how short it is. regret? hrmmmm~ its my first time in that shop getting my hair cut by Kiki's hairstylist, instead of my thai ex boyfriend :( its so unfair that just cause he got married he cant work there anymoreee~ well anyways, i dint have anything in mind so this Pauline lady chop chopped it away. okay so its like a bob but its a slanted kinda bob and&amp;nbsp; longer. and with that fringe, the slanted fringe. its a fringe that covers my left eye and poke it as and when i bend down to pick something cause its a long fringe and its driving me nuts. okay neh, i love my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;went to keerthu's house yesterday for Deepaaaavali~ honestly i dint think it was gonna be that fun. i guess cause she's not really that traditional. i mean you know i kinda think she's more modernized. we do everything in excess yesterday, we ate a little too much, laugh a little too much, criticized each other's race a little too much. cause its like a racial harmony celebration. two Malays, me and Lisa, two Chinese, and Keerthana + FAMILY.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: small;"&gt;sighs. &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/4940847957616688936-7033947969695497165?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/7033947969695497165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/overthinking-ruins-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7033947969695497165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7033947969695497165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/overthinking-ruins-you.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-6541197364093295060</id><published>2010-11-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:56:52.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNF5di_Ci6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/QE2x7zN5jAA/s1600/tumblr_lb6h0mx3WK1qd57cno1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNF5di_Ci6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/QE2x7zN5jAA/s400/tumblr_lb6h0mx3WK1qd57cno1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;what a random photo. i have a couple of things in mind i want to blog about, and i don't really know where to start. lets start with something a bit nicer. yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my uncle recently commented that my mammy looks a bit on the plump side and my aunt said that its actually a good thing, that my ma is probably happier now. so i asked ma if she's really happy, even with all the stuff that's happening now, and she said that she is. that she has got the three of us all and she's happy. im glad :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;okay that's all actually. but :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;someone is starting to suck big time. she said that im such a big flirt. right! when i like only one person -.-" that one person okay, I FREAKING LIKE ONLY ONE GUY. why would i want to waste time with someone i don't even like. gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh i dint know stalking a gay is considered flirting. and its not like i stalk his facebook or whatever, i just see him a lot in school and i squeal when i see him like a mad fuck cause cause cause.. i don't know ITS FUN. and I DONT EVEN LIKE HIM, would you like me to bold this? do you actually think im that sick? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: #741b47;"&gt;even if he's not gay&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;, i wont like him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;liking a Chinese guy isn''t against the religion you ignorant ass shit. its not like i hug or smooch or whatever him okay. OH MY GOD you are such an ass. you don't even know me&lt;/span&gt; that well to assume okay. oh and i know it looks like im mad or whatever, but really im not, im just a bit hyper, and dealing with ass shits like you is just undeniably amusing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: small;"&gt;okay goodnight. i know you'll read this so im waiting for your pathetic reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-6541197364093295060?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/6541197364093295060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-random-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6541197364093295060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/6541197364093295060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-random-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TNF5di_Ci6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/QE2x7zN5jAA/s72-c/tumblr_lb6h0mx3WK1qd57cno1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-3771807751477069873</id><published>2010-11-02T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:14:40.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;at the end of the day, you'll die alone right? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well anyways. i cannot believe it. guys seriously like girls with braces. i mean for real? i dint expect it though. okaaay so i asked 6 guys. i know the amount is pathetic but heeey they all said yes okay. even even even even eveeeen &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;gt;:[&amp;nbsp; pfft. EVEN YOUUUU! omg and i thought you're one in a zillion &amp;gt;:[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;Airin is getting one soon, im excited for her but she's all nervous, thus the survey -.-" im a lame ass. it will look good on her i bet, everything looks good on someone like her, right? be happy, girl. i just want all my friends to be happy, no more misunderstandings and such? is that possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-3771807751477069873?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/3771807751477069873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-end-of-day-youll-die-alone-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3771807751477069873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/3771807751477069873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-end-of-day-youll-die-alone-right.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-294113724696017250</id><published>2010-10-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:53:46.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMrcdg58XoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/dyJV7Zcvhd8/s1600/Rustic+distressed+sterling+abalone+rings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMrcdg58XoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/dyJV7Zcvhd8/s400/Rustic+distressed+sterling+abalone+rings.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ain't that the most beautiful ring ever? Rustic Distressed Sterling Abalone Ring. its CHEAP! okay i mean its affordable :] its US$35 i think. definitely my future wedding ring. haha cheapskate i know. diamonds don't really wow me. im probably not a girl. i wouldn't want a diamond ring. its so typical and lame. HAAH, right! no freaking way am i getting married. one day when im a qualified lab technician or whatever, im gonna start saving for something like this. something a bit more expensive. something worth dying for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;guess how much is this one? US$10!! :[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hammered Aluminum Spiral Ring. another favourite! :[ :[ :[ :[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMrervqPYKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XHvk-I2ikwQ/s1600/il_570xN.187549573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMrervqPYKI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XHvk-I2ikwQ/s400/il_570xN.187549573.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;"tinahdee" and those rings are amaaazing! :] sighs. one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-294113724696017250?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/294113724696017250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/aint-that-most-beautiful-ring-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/294113724696017250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/294113724696017250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/aint-that-most-beautiful-ring-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMrcdg58XoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/dyJV7Zcvhd8/s72-c/Rustic+distressed+sterling+abalone+rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-5262471490037003643</id><published>2010-10-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:18:43.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;great. i got a C for medical tech just cause while i was presenting, i kept turning to the facilitator. gee thanks. i mean no one cares about the same old shit right, everyone was busy chatting their ass away so why bother. chibster. I HATE MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh and that chibster supervisor, wont let me take an off day for studying. dang it. put me night shift some more :[ hopefully all the fun people are working night shift. gosh i hate that Indian. no im not racist de liao lor. she IS indian -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and that mofo. of all days, he must come back home today. TODAY. of all days. why cant he come back home on a happier day? like maybe NEVER is good too. why bother coming back? &amp;gt;:[ gosh i might kill something tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh and that bloody HDB people. how many times you guys want us to appeal. dang it. want me to cry in front of your building not? naaaaaabei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im not looking forward to Monday. lab management talks about animal testing :[ i dont think i can take it :[ helping Clem do his RJ now, hilarious! its a nice RJ question actually, but that someone's complaining and swearing a whole lot. " Ethics and regulations may guide but business drives what companies may do or say to sell their products. Comment on this based on what you learnt today. " NICE RIGHT? so much to say! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;better than mine, " based on your own personal experiences, illustrate your understanding of the autonomic nervous system" SLOW MUCH! zzzzz. i actually talked about those two delivery boys i saw that day. one of the boys got chased by a huge dog! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&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/4940847957616688936-5262471490037003643?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/5262471490037003643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5262471490037003643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/5262471490037003643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/great.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1228919052077580763</id><published>2010-10-27T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:10:58.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibi&lt;br /&gt;But it’s just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how this is gonna look like on the net but currently I donch care.. Lisa is suffering from urinary tract infection.. I guess its like my mum's but her's isn't that bad I think.. Sighs.. I'm a tiny bit worried.. But nevertheless, thank god she managed to stay long enough to celebrate DANI's BELATED BDAY! :D so we bought donuts and candles.. Which's pretty lame and retarded but he likes it so I guess yippee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I wait up for glee? Or should I sleep? But its like only 10, which means that my autobodyclock will wake me up at around 4? Latest 4 I think.. And that's not nice at all. I might spam someone's wall again :[ yayness feeqah's fetching tomorrow :] eggciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim Jing Jie! Where are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1228919052077580763?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1228919052077580763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/jealousy-turning-saints-into-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1228919052077580763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/1228919052077580763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/jealousy-turning-saints-into-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-1000708076737076869</id><published>2010-10-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:38:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMWPwwVzBTI/AAAAAAAAA8M/oKS7VzK-q8c/s1600/tumblr_lau0vzP85L1qbd15oo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aVG-y1OV884/TMWPwwVzBTI/AAAAAAAAA8M/oKS7VzK-q8c/s1600/tumblr_lau0vzP85L1qbd15oo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i really want that ring. the leopard one :[ and its in GOLD. i want :[ okay so apparently my temperature is getting higher and higher and i don't feel a thing. okay liar, i just feel a tiny bit heaty that's all. PLAIN WATER SHALL DO THE TRICK HOH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh that reminds me. i hate my ________ supervisor. what an ass. but I SHALL NOT QUIT my job cause of you. cause you're a piece of old fugly crap. no one likes you, know what that means? YOU'RE PATHETIC. hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;watching OKTO now, about Sirenomelia ( mermaid syndrome ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sad :[&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;a very rare congenital deformity in which the legs are fused together, giving them the appearance of a mermaid's tail. it is usually fatal within a day or two of birth because of complications associated with abnormal kidney and urinary bladder development and function. More than half the cases of sirenomelia result in stillbirth and this condition is 100 times more likely to occur in identical twins than in single births or fraternal twins - wiki duhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-1000708076737076869?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/1000708076737076869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-really-want-that-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-8737175664998150729</id><published>2010-10-22T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T20:47:24.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You begin to wonder why you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-347523608540465330</id><published>2010-10-20T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:19:56.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;no its not because of anyone, its cause i tried so fucking hard. and you don't fucking care. oh hi perfect date. today's not so perfect after all. tomorrow will be a better day. im sure of that. why? cause tomorrow, is Indian faci day. indian facis are cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;bad bad week, everyone should really stay away, far far away. i told Mervyn to stay away from me just cause i was afraid of i dunno tripping him or swearing too much or whatever. i mean come on, what have i done. i don't even know him that well, and he was being friendly sitting beside me randomly. it was kinda awkward though. just out of the blues, he got up, sat beside me and said "hi, just wanna talk." AWKWARD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-347523608540465330?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/347523608540465330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-its-not-because-of-anyone-its-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/347523608540465330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/347523608540465330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-its-not-because-of-anyone-its-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4940847957616688936.post-7231845261215093096</id><published>2010-10-19T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:57:02.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this FYP thing is really straining the shit out of the people around me. i have friends that haven't even form a group. and i have some that's ridiculously selfish and i dunno what to say. sighs. i wish its not that complicated. so i dunno, i can drag Feeqah in my group. but mentor told me that forming a team from other diplomas should be the last option cause of the projects and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;things are going well, in almost every aspect. my PP is approved so i can actually focus on designing my poster or whatever which i have no clue how to do. i mean, its a poster, how hard can it be. right? well im asking help from seniors, cause im dumb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FYP team done and we can proceed to choosing the nicest project. chey nicest :) my classmates are fine, there's a couple of friends that knows Thomas :D&amp;nbsp; well i hope this blog of mine wont leak to the rest of the classmates. except Huda of course, waah three semesters with me, sick not? :D oh my tumblr is kinda out and about in the class, cause there are loads of tumblr fanatics, and teaching them how to change their dashboards was hilarious. silly people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh i don't think you're reading this anymore so i will just post out how i feel. or whatever. i saw you again today, and you're just a tap away but i guess it doesn't matter does it? besides you were with your friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i realize that you're always just a tap away. always a step away from me. i don't know why each time its so hard to make an effort to just tap and say hi. i don't even know what it is now. its funny, but its not funny that kinda thing you know? yes? i know everyone kept telling me the same thing, why even bother? what do i say to all these people. the classic brb? im not even making sense. i don't need it to make sense, i just need to vent it out. i wish things are a lot different. cause you're a joy. a headache but definitely a joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;oh im clumsy today, very clumsy. i actually switched off my friend's laptop and she actually did three paragraphs of her RJ. right after that while apologizing, i spilled her melon juice i think, and it kinda splash all over her adapter. Fuck my day. okay that's not all. the earpiece got stuck on my jacket while i was taking it off. and i told my friend that i couldn't hear him cause im wearing my earpiece and the faci was like staring at me like "wtf, you're wearing ure earpiece during the third meeting" and the Huda incident. DONT EVEN. omg embarrassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt;Dani Dani, faster do your PP, i want to go home, Lisa finish already de liao leh, faster leh. almsot done leh. faster leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: small;"&gt; :( :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4940847957616688936-7231845261215093096?l=thenameisfaten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/feeds/7231845261215093096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-fyp-thing-is-really-straining-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7231845261215093096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4940847957616688936/posts/default/7231845261215093096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenameisfaten.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-fyp-thing-is-really-straining-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>faten</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1YqZp9n-3I/TlJnPO4QUiI/AAAAAAAABD8/A-DdAnJ_eW0/s220/tumblr_lfxs2zevG11qek09mo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
