<?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-8526231996630821104</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:28:59.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Less Than Perfect</title><subtitle type='html'>Based on true life story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-1489947023946095717</id><published>2009-04-12T20:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:11:49.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, i do believe it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.panforex.com/images/regret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://www.panforex.com/images/regret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.panforex.com/images/regret.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Karma&lt;/span&gt;.Trust me people,it really do happen in life and sometimes that makes me regret what i did wrong in my past.If you're thinking of backstabbing a friend,treating a person like dirtbag,doesn't appreciate people who are always there for you,well think twice coz everything u do,gonna comes back to you one day.Like people always said,&lt;em&gt;what goes arround comes arround&lt;/em&gt; so better starts appreciate what's in front of you while they're still here coz a fren once told me,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;things or people that we love are not here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-1489947023946095717?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1489947023946095717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-i-do-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1489947023946095717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1489947023946095717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-i-do-believe-it.html' title='Yes, i do believe it!'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-976527477258558796</id><published>2009-02-22T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:06:09.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Should Have The Best Of Me</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since the last time i update this blog.You surely understand how when things get busy,people always ignore the small,tiny,little matter and start focusing on things that is more important.I kept thinking,sometimes i can't have too much fun in my life or spoiling myself with what i have &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it brings me to neglecting my responsibilities.I realise i had done wrong in my past and felt guilty for my parents.I don't even know what's the good thing having me in the family.It's like it is better if i just don't exist.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't worry,I'm not thinking of committing suicidal or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.I've tried to make them proud to have me as their child but i guess i just wasn't trying enough until i can be the person they want me to be.They're hoping me to change for the better but i was changing for the worst.&lt;em&gt;pfft&lt;/em&gt;.They ask me to study for my own good and I'm acting as if i don't care for my own future.Actually is not that i don't care,but i was too busy on my curriculum,trainings,preparing for competitions till i don't have time to study and yes,i do admit that I'm a lazy ass.I think it is time for me to change while i still have the time.I may not be perfect but I'll try to give the best of me but you can't expect me to change in a short time.It might take long for me to change my habit and i also need people who can guide me.I appreciated my friends and grateful to have known them.They are flawless to my eyes but I'm not to them.Although I'm being cold as ice towards my family but they should know that they are the people i love the most in my life and i have unexplainable reason for my misbehavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Farah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-976527477258558796?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/976527477258558796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-should-have-best-of-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/976527477258558796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/976527477258558796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-should-have-best-of-me.html' title='They Should Have The Best Of Me'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-7014698251890867403</id><published>2009-02-02T01:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:47:10.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.Honestly, what color is your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Do you have to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : I'm not wearing any. Hahaha! Alamak, too much detail la pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Honestly, whats on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Will I wake up early in the morning, tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Org kedai adidas td handsome kot. Haha. Gatal gile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Honestly, what are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Chatting with the chatters :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Obviously, Myspacing. Daa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Honestly, what did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Became one of Puteri's family for instant, funny gilaa ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : I killed someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Honestly, do you think you are attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Don't ask me la. Tk tau mcm mne nk answer. Haha ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nope. I'm short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Talk bad about others. Haihh, sinned again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Yeahh..Sembur tester perfume at my whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;body. Tk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; senonoh langsung. I might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as well but it instead but don't know which one to choose. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Honestly, do you watch disney channel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Well, yeah. Is that a problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;eah. Haha. Is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that such a crime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Honestly, are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Maybe, but I don't know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : I'm always jealous of people. Its a habit I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Honestly, what makes you happy most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Bila mood ayah baik. Haha ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nikon D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;60. If&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I had one. Hehe. But currently, my cellphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Ohh sure, Not! Tak berminat la ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Farah said : Used to mse skolah rendah.. Euuw. disgusting kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Honestly, what is your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Confused. Ehh, is it a type of mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Easy like sunday morning as always. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;12.Honestly, have you had an eating disorder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Err, nopee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ope. As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; far as I concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Honestly, do you want to see someone this very minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Well, surely I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said: Yes, yes ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Honestly, do you have a deep dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Well it is a SECRET, cannot tell laa. Haha ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Ermm.. Not very deep, and not very dark too. Haha. People started to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Honestly, do you hate someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Not for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nope. Why should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Honestly, who/what do you want to hug right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : No one. Ehh ape main peluk peluk ni? *winkwink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Do I really have to share this with public. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Honestly, are you loyal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Err, ntah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : To who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Honestly, are you in denial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Dictionary, please. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Certain matter ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Honestly, wouldn't you rather be having sex right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Euww, forbidden. Don't ever think of that activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Never even think of doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Honestly, who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Seriously, I have many :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Can't choose one.. Coz I have many ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Honestly, have you ever consumed alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Waste of money and time. Ape laa -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Honestly, do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Ehh? Takkan nk benci. Haha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Hokhok. Hehe. Huhu. Haha *gedik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Honestly, does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : What on earth, will I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nope. I'm not likeable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Honestly, is it going anywhere with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : Tak faham langsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Honestly, did you answer all these questions honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah said : None of your business. Haha ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah said : Frankly, some part of it. Should I be punnish for that? Hehe.&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/8526231996630821104-7014698251890867403?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7014698251890867403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/02/truth.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7014698251890867403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7014698251890867403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/02/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-1073176753523086599</id><published>2009-01-31T02:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T03:42:50.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Err, Beijing, Japan Or Korea? You Choose :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It all started on this one night, on Wednesday, ermm 28th January to be exact. I had a conversation with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anisah&lt;/span&gt; (yeah, i like her, don't be jealous Farah ;p) on Yahoo Messenger, or should I say YM? Well, it doesn't matter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it began, the story of my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soo-called-holiday-picture&lt;/span&gt; that i put on Myspace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anisah: Sumpah lawa gila gambar ohh.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sape2?&lt;br /&gt;Anisah: Atikah laa.&lt;br /&gt;Anisah: Asal private!!!!!!! (she was angry huh? haha ;p)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ohh buruk la (honestly, it was only a typical picturee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me: Okayy fine, Anisah request, so Atikah tak private la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then, I started to receive comments on that pic from my dearly friends. Everyone was just like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Atikah, where did you go?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is it Japan? Korea? It looks like Beijing (well, this came from Farah)&lt;br /&gt;I was some sort of shocked, I felt like it was kinda funny though.&lt;br /&gt;And I answered all those question calmly with,&lt;br /&gt;"Err, Nowhere?" Haha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just go to Pavilion, Kuala Lumpur to see the scenery, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ohh yeah, here is the picture. See, nothing special laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=atikah251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/atikah251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-1073176753523086599?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1073176753523086599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/overseas-you-wish-p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1073176753523086599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1073176753523086599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/overseas-you-wish-p.html' title='Err, Beijing, Japan Or Korea? You Choose :D'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-8825783754619182061</id><published>2009-01-26T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:54:23.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, January :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Happy Birthday !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;May Allah Bless You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10th January, Nurizzah Aqilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11th January, Farahdyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;17th January, Hanis Syahirah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22nd January, Naimi Aqeela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;27th January, Syimir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and others who was born in January :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-8825783754619182061?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8825783754619182061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-january.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/8825783754619182061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/8825783754619182061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-january.html' title='Happy Birthday, January :)'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-2325197428500242108</id><published>2009-01-26T15:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:36:49.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear sweet lover,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be mine forever and always&lt;em&gt; (forever and always same meaning la kan?ahha)&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to stand by me during the times that can bring me memories,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to make me look good,feel good,&lt;br /&gt;inside and outside &lt;em&gt;(inside??) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now,i just need to focus on my studies&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;i guess we just have to wait till we continue our love story&lt;br /&gt;but i promise you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll do whatever it takes to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know that i'm struggling for you,&lt;br /&gt;my final last words,after this PMR is over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u'll be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NIKON D60!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;take my word syggg! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;-FARAH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295501816007063986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SX1m2EqJebI/AAAAAAAAABw/e_C7YfWG3C4/s200/canon+d60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-2325197428500242108?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/2325197428500242108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-letter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/2325197428500242108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/2325197428500242108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SX1m2EqJebI/AAAAAAAAABw/e_C7YfWG3C4/s72-c/canon+d60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-7331359451832250549</id><published>2009-01-26T01:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:41:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the composer of a new generation,DANIEL HADRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me introduce you to a guy that "mocked" me with his own gentle way by composing songs to me.haha.This is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first comment he sent me on myspace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lagu doreamon dlm bahasa malaysia. cube dgr,&lt;br /&gt;mata nye bulat bulat,orgnye kecik kecik,walaupn kecik tp kecik cili padi.....!,orgnye suke merepek,ckp matenye bengkak,walaupn bengkak,tp bengkak bengkak comel....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;haha alamak, mcm terase je ;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mmg la terasa coz spe lg klo bkn i hadri ui!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously,he's a doraemon fan coz he also knew how to draw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295285697288794418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SXyiSTsa8TI/AAAAAAAAABY/NSXce8JnruY/s320/doraemon+daniel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think he could do it better using pencil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,since he was soo good in this,i ask him to write another song of a version,mary had a little lamb.So here's the second song he sent me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;adee sorang budak kecik,budak kecik,tp comel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;bile die dapat camera,terus tk ingt dunie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;die walaupun nmpk kecik,tp die,byk cakap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;walaupun byk cakap..tetap tk jemu-jemu.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;haha ;D see sng je.;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dear soo-called composer Hadri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your songs giggles my ass off &lt;em&gt;(Even my dear friend atikah agreed kan?kan?).&lt;/em&gt;Those lyric u made kept whispering in my ear.haha&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;Should i take it as a compliment or what?hahaa&lt;br /&gt;For those people out there,&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;support local composer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;support composer hadri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Farah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-7331359451832250549?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7331359451832250549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/killing-me-softly-with-his-song.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7331359451832250549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7331359451832250549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/killing-me-softly-with-his-song.html' title='Meet the composer of a new generation,DANIEL HADRI'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SXyiSTsa8TI/AAAAAAAAABY/NSXce8JnruY/s72-c/doraemon+daniel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-8264657552523283803</id><published>2009-01-24T23:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:24:40.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think u're all that?u're NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SXs8FnUIfZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/e7DJ3kQzZ1Y/s1600-h/cartoon3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294891854054587794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SXs8FnUIfZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/e7DJ3kQzZ1Y/s320/cartoon3041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been thinking,why do people just can't except the way the person are??Any answers people?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we could not accept a person's mistake,we usually let it out by talking shit behind the person's back without feeling guilty and that is wrong!I'm not sayin that i'm soooo..sooo nice like an angel or sumthin but i do tryin to improve myself coz all this judging,criticize is actually never gonna change anythin except,maybe some people think it can make them feel good about theirself?That is soo not true.Like we have any right at all to criticize.Apparently,the truth is &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we know we're not that perfect ourself so just look it into us and admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-FARAH-&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/8526231996630821104-8264657552523283803?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/8264657552523283803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-think-ure-all-thature-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/8264657552523283803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/8264657552523283803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-think-ure-all-thature-not.html' title='You think u&apos;re all that?u&apos;re NOT!'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SXs8FnUIfZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/e7DJ3kQzZ1Y/s72-c/cartoon3041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-7558779858854402795</id><published>2009-01-04T01:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:27:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Err School, Ohh Yeah, I Love You! Haha :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=school.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=the_rocker_movie_image_rainn_wilson.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5th January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, the day the Wangsa Melawati High will be opening back! And so do the other schools ( Err, I think so ). But&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; attention&lt;/span&gt; people,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm still not ready for school!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kinda not at all. So, here it starts. All these things; books, homeworks, revision, blablabla. And also -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SELDOM online &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;NO INTERNET&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for weekdays (Ayah and Ibu order, of course). Furthermore, I'll be sitting for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PMR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this year. Tough year, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;huh? But I'll try to update this blog, once a week, if I am in the good mood(Sorry people, that's all I can do).&lt;/span&gt; Hmm, I guess enough for now,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Schooling, people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Haha! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-7558779858854402795?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7558779858854402795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/err-school-ohh-yeah-i-love-you-haha-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7558779858854402795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7558779858854402795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/err-school-ohh-yeah-i-love-you-haha-d.html' title='Err School, Ohh Yeah, I Love You! Haha :D'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-4206951803912048417</id><published>2009-01-03T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:07:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Before We Reach New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday,i went to school to handle an orientation session for the juniors.Feels awsomely weird to be back on duty after a long break.There's nothing much to tell actually except that i get to take a sneak peak on the school's magazine that just arrived when i came that morning&lt;em&gt;(well,well lucky me).&lt;/em&gt;But then when i take a look on that magazine,i'm not really satisfied to see how it turns out to be and i'm sure students from the afternoon session '08' will not too.Pfft,bummer!You'll see why.Pn Ros Azizan said that this problem caused by the afternoon editors.wtf!Should i take the blame?well guess i just have to deal with it.But actually the teacher said that it was Pn. *********'s fault.ahhhh,what a relief.haha.Anyway,no matter how it turns out to be or no matter how i'm not happy,still,i appreciated all the hard work they've done.You guys should know how they sacrificed their time on this magazine!Besides,the graphics were nicely done and it is not the problem anyway.I just wanted to thank them all but i couldn't list all the people who contribute to this magazine but hey,thanks again!I'm also thrilled to see pictures that were taken by me,get to be in the magazine.Hey,it's not that great but at least i felt that my work was taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orientation finished at 10 am&lt;em&gt;(not exactly).&lt;/em&gt;I got home at 10 something.Ohh yea,i should thank him for the ride.But when i got home,no one did answered the door!My day coudn't get any worse huh.So i sat at the porch alone and waited for a miracle that my mum would get home early.I got bored and went to a place more crowded near a bustop.I sat there for about 15 minutes then got a call from anisah.I decided to go to adib's house rather than felt asleep at the bustop&lt;em&gt;(like i have a choice).&lt;/em&gt;Anisah came over to my house and we took a cab to adib's house but when we got there,we thought adib was still in his bed but actually,adib didn't answer the door until he took his bath first.pfft.His mum came home a few minutes later.She then made us a delicious kaya and butter toast.yummy.lucky for us but poor adib.he's fasting.haha!Adib took us upstairs and shown us his new electric guitar!ohh wait,correction,its ferhat's&lt;em&gt;(his brother)&lt;/em&gt; guitar!haha.I know deep down,adib's jealous.haha.Later,nizar came over&lt;em&gt;(menipu je kate tak nak dtg!).&lt;/em&gt;Adib's mum treat us with chicken drummets.yummy.About half an hour later,anisah's mum came and pick her up.Nizar signed in his ym but then he was just too busy playing guitar so i took over.That's when i settle a "misunderstanding thingy" with helfy so we're cool now.Adib insist us to stay and break his fast together but nizar went home first.It was already dark and you can't expect me to take a cab and go home that easy would you?!so I called my mum to pick me up but she got lil bit bump coz she thought i was gonna go back home by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE 2008,HELLO 2009!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy new year everybody!i would like to thank to those who sent me new year wishes although i'm not really sure who you are so here,i would like to say, please next time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;introduce yourself coz i may don't have your number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-4206951803912048417?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4206951803912048417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-before-we-reach-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/4206951803912048417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/4206951803912048417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-before-we-reach-new-year.html' title='The Day Before We Reach New Year'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-6463792393266055893</id><published>2009-01-01T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:10:03.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2009, Nice To Meet You (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;May Allah bless you in this new year (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-6463792393266055893?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/6463792393266055893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/6463792393266055893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/6463792393266055893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-2009.html' title='Hello 2009, Nice To Meet You (:'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-7757561225638977390</id><published>2008-12-30T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:08:23.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farah's New Movie Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=the_rocker_movie_image_rainn_wilson.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/the_rocker_movie_image_rainn_wilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farah2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After got addicted to &lt;em&gt;Angus Thong and Perfect Snogging&lt;/em&gt; for the past few weeks,i found a new movie that i am soo into it right now tittled,&lt;em&gt;Rocker&lt;/em&gt;.I gotta tell you,this movie is like,awsomely sweet.Maybe it's because i was a little bit thrilled that teddy geiger and emma stone stars in it or maybe,it's just because of the soundtrack that kept ringing in my ears.I can't stop humming the rhythm,i just can't help forgetting the lyrics and i start singing it everytime i get in the bathroom&lt;em&gt;(err..is that too much to tell?).&lt;/em&gt;Anyway,back to where i begin with.This movie's concept is kinda like the same as &lt;em&gt;School of Rock (don't tell me u haven't seen that movie before coz if you haven't,u must be living in a rock or maybe u're just not a movie fan).&lt;/em&gt;Well this movie tells a story of a failed drummer who is given a second chance at fame.Robert is an extremely dedicated and astoundingly a passionate drummer for the eighties band,Vesuvius who is living the rock and roll dream until he is unceremoniously&lt;em&gt;(did i spelt this rite?)&lt;/em&gt; kicked out of the band.20 years after his rock star "fantasies" are destroyed,just when Robert has finally given up all hope,his nephew's band is desperately seeking for a new drummer to perform for a prom gig and they reluctantly make him the newest member of the band,giving him a chance to reclaim the&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; rock god&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; throne he's always thought he deserved and taking the young band along for the ride of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-7757561225638977390?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/7757561225638977390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/farahs-new-movie-addiction.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7757561225638977390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/7757561225638977390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/farahs-new-movie-addiction.html' title='Farah&apos;s New Movie Addiction'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-1909694126184054777</id><published>2008-12-29T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:58:30.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet The Freaks That Own This Blog :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farah10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/farah10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=farah10-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear peeps. As u all know, I shared this blog with a friend named Atikah. But none of you out there knows whose Atikah, and whose Farah so we decided to post this. Well, prepared to meet the people or should I say the devils behind this blog. As u all may recognise, this blog's email address is named after "&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;atikaharaf&lt;/span&gt;". Well, Atikah is my partner and Haraf is my name spelt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;backwards. My name's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;14 but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;turning 15&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27th june 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Ergh! Can't wait till new year! Ohh yea, I'm having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Penilaian Menengah Rendah, PMR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for short, very, very, soooon!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(need help here!). I'm the oldest in my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not-soo-perfect-but-happy family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the only daughter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my parents had but don't think i'm a spoiled bratt coz i'm not but my brothers are. Gosh! They're just kids but already own "fancy stuff". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wangsa Melawati High&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;is my skowl and I'm proud of it don't know why but I am. Maybe I just had that school spirit. Haha! (yea rite).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ohh yea, i'm a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;camewhore freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. And that's kinda annoyed my brother (what's his problem anyway!).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;obsessed with Dslr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;although I don't know how to use it yet until I own one. My dad said I have to wait till I finish my PMR. pffftt. I feel like that will take years. Frankly, I could be very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; sometimes, and could be very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at certain times. When I'm used to you, I talk like, a lot! Hehe. Get use to it people! Sometimes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shopping can be some kind of "theraphy"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for me but now the economy seems to be dropping so i think we all should cut down our expenses on things that we shouldn't be needing. (wtf! look who's talking!). I sounded like an economy expert but the truth is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I don't really care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;about this things, even&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;said soo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hahaha. Just because I don't care doesn't mean that I'm rich. People who knew me, I think they know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; I like fooling around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;act like retards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or pretend like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dork&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes. Or maybe I am? Err, hurmm. My friends told me that I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;should stop daydreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Well guess they just have deal with it, sorry! Haha. Well I think that's all. Take a note please and sorry if I bored you to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For more information, add me on myspace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=159585804"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=159585804&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Farah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii35/anislys/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello, people. Ohh yeah, I'm&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nurul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Atikah Md Azhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by the way. And I prefer you to call me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for short. I was born on someday in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;June 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How old am I? Do the Math! Haha. Fyi, I've been living in my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; since I knew how the world looks like. Well, it is situated in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. And I'm a purely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Erm, I'm not so sure :p For now, I'm schooling at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Wangsa Melawati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and I'm loving it. I love my school, friends, teachers? Well yes, I guess. But then, I just hate exams. Duhh. Just to let you know, I'm the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;first daughter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Mr. Md Azhar Md Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mrs. Haslina Che' Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I am very proud to be one (: Unfortunately, stucked in the same house with the two little devils. When I was 4, there came&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Four years later, came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Ellysa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the annoying one. Haha :D Anyway, they complete me. Erm, what more about me? Ohh yes! I used plenty of my time on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;myspacing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ym-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; can &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stay up all over the night&lt;/span&gt; infront of my laptop. Oops, correction. It's not mine. Ayah, owns. Haihh. And end up, being scolded by my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ayah &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Ibu&lt;/span&gt;. But, I don’t think I even care. Find a suitable word to describe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Stubborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;? Yeah, you got the correct answer, people. I love my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, very much to inform you. I know it is not expensive as yours but mark my words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Like I Care'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Haha. Talking about handphone, people, I have never waste my time to take a sneak peak on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;'s Inbox anyway, except for this one day, and was shocked to know something! Well, I keep that as a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;secret &lt;/span&gt;(; Ohh, I like taking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Snap here! Snap there! I may not have Nikon D60 or Sony Dslr A700 like you do, but it won't make any differents. I just love to take pictures. Any problem? I have interest in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;too, people. Who doesn't? Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;? A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;universal listener&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will suit me. Now what? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;? Ohh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I admire TV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:D Btw, I am just a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;simple person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I'll treat you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nicely&lt;/span&gt;, if you treat me &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kindly&lt;/span&gt;. And I think you know how I'll treat you, when you treat me badly, strangers! I guess that's all that you should know. Thanks for reading. Have a nice day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For more details, be my friend on Myspace :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=114441047"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=114441047&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Atikah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8526231996630821104-1909694126184054777?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/1909694126184054777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-peeps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1909694126184054777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/1909694126184054777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-peeps.html' title='Meet The Freaks That Own This Blog :D'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526231996630821104.post-4205997302282413320</id><published>2008-12-27T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:04:07.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Us, Newbies Coming Through!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We actually started to gain interest in blogging when we used to spent our useless and not being used holidays on checking out people's blog. Then, we got fascinated by those people who wrote extraordinarily, damn, good english. So, we decided to give it a try. Attention people, don't get this wrong, we're not posers, not at all. And please take a note, we're here not to impress you but just trying to make ourself useful. Ohh yeah, our english is not as great as yours, but we'll get there, ok? So mind your own business rather than to critict our grammatical mistakes, vocabs and what-so-ever. Dear people, sorry if our&lt;/span&gt; words may sound kinda harsh for you but you know, frankly speaking, we're actually easy to make friends with. So don't get us wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526231996630821104-4205997302282413320?l=wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/feeds/4205997302282413320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/excuse-us-newbies-coming-through.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/4205997302282413320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526231996630821104/posts/default/4205997302282413320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wekindalikeyoustranger.blogspot.com/2008/12/excuse-us-newbies-coming-through.html' title='Excuse Us, Newbies Coming Through!'/><author><name>ATIKAHARAF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05424643913975816629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ymeGMQQSCTM/SVZsUh2GtZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/2x8InRObZ5w/S220/Copy+of+pic+blog+tester+3.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
