<?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-8045728288429967593</id><updated>2011-12-03T21:57:20.720-08:00</updated><category term='sorry'/><category term='if its hurt your feeling'/><category term='to my beloved bestfren that understand me'/><title type='text'>rockers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher NON-MUSLIM asked the students MUSLIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher: Can you see Allah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Class: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher Can you touch Allah?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Class: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher: Then there isn't Allah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;*Student raises their hand and says*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Student: Sir, can you see your brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Student: Can you touch your brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Teacher: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Student: Oh okay, so you don't have a brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love this story :D.... totally in love with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7548861135586482464</id><published>2011-11-27T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T02:11:46.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEHuSmriklE/TtIM2vjSLTI/AAAAAAAABDE/Jaygbf6P0Zo/s1600/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679616214684544306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NEHuSmriklE/TtIM2vjSLTI/AAAAAAAABDE/Jaygbf6P0Zo/s320/IMG_1323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7548861135586482464?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7548861135586482464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7548861135586482464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7548861135586482464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7548861135586482464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana 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It happens everytime, every-single-time, im freaking used to it :D Maybe its just my fate. however, being a beast is not really a bad thing ! you are able to experience a real life, able to learn why-cant-i-get-this feeling and it wont affect you that much as you used to it. and again, this is life. people always said, Dont Give Up Easily. and the opponent will said, It's Easier To Say Than Done. right? and you need both of it. some things you cant give up. but some, you simply need to let it go, give it up. Cause you know that you're losing hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking myself in the mirror, *sigh*, and said ziana...ziana.... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2855519525403874262?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2855519525403874262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2855519525403874262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2855519525403874262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2855519525403874262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-does-hurt-but-who-cares-haaa-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6677340363718610389</id><published>2011-11-26T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T02:07:46.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ziana, saengil chuka hei !&lt;br /&gt;its not even my birthday but i feel like saying it to myself. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tahun baru Islam semakin hampir. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maka itu, aku ingin berdoa supaya aku dapat markah yang cemerlang untuk GCE O. Markah yang boleh membanggakan kedua orang tuaku dan markah yang boleh dibanggakan oleh mereka. Ya Allah, mudah-mudahan aku dapatlah markah yang sempurna. selain itu, ya Allah, bukalah pintu hatiku ini supaya aku dapat mendekati diriku kepadaMu dengan lebih ikhlas. Jadikanlah aku seorang yang beriman, anak yang solehah dan juga seseorang hamba yang baik. Ampunilah dosa dosa kedua orang tuaku, abangku, aku dan juga umat umat Islam yang lain. terimalah keampunan kami. Terimalah kami di pintu SyurgaMu, Ya Allah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;amin yarabilalamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6677340363718610389?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6677340363718610389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6677340363718610389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6677340363718610389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6677340363718610389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/ziana-saengil-chuka-hei-its-not-even-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5918737109833807003</id><published>2011-11-24T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T01:16:07.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8pByx_Osa8/Ts4LEgRnH4I/AAAAAAAABC4/1T19bZSY16M/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678488352171958146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8pByx_Osa8/Ts4LEgRnH4I/AAAAAAAABC4/1T19bZSY16M/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE - BYE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/8045728288429967593-5918737109833807003?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5918737109833807003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5918737109833807003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5918737109833807003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5918737109833807003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/bye-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8pByx_Osa8/Ts4LEgRnH4I/AAAAAAAABC4/1T19bZSY16M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5217589916521048207</id><published>2011-11-05T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T06:45:28.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28-r2kK5rv0/TrU6a94cpDI/AAAAAAAABCs/8k25VQj_CgA/s1600/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671503540705338418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28-r2kK5rv0/TrU6a94cpDI/AAAAAAAABCs/8k25VQj_CgA/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; why the hell i got guy face?! but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Allah&lt;/strong&gt; for such a complete face, with nose, eyes, mouth, ears. thank you :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, tomorrow is hari raya Haji. Since nenek lived with us, we need to do all the cooking because relatives will be coming aik~! cut the onions, cut cut cut everything. stir sambal goreng stir stir stir everything. wash the dishes, wash wash wash everything and DONE. Online for while~ around 7, after prayed maghrib, start to mop the floor, mop mop mop everywhere. (no wonder my hand super duper damn dry today) and now, back to online~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI SEMUA UMAT ISLAM !&lt;/strong&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/8045728288429967593-5217589916521048207?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5217589916521048207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5217589916521048207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5217589916521048207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5217589916521048207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-hell-i-got-guy-face-but-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28-r2kK5rv0/TrU6a94cpDI/AAAAAAAABCs/8k25VQj_CgA/s72-c/IMG_1214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1242891064347789827</id><published>2011-11-03T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:28:48.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZoLyh8qxcc/TrNzY_4vYII/AAAAAAAABCg/sGhyfaXJhwg/s1600/251120102531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671003229093060738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZoLyh8qxcc/TrNzY_4vYII/AAAAAAAABCg/sGhyfaXJhwg/s320/251120102531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; look there, look here. wait there, wait here. play there, play here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;When it took the chocolate from my hand, unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;when he said, "abeh satu je?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;when he was right infront of me with his friend but never even glance at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;seriously, it was really enough for me to be happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;for a guy as handsome as that, even if he never look at me but near me, its like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;im standing next to a superstar. haaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;whatta shit?! Zia, forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;like seriously Zia, he's malay! wake up la ! you dont go for malay right?! what is wrong with you?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;plus, if you like someone typical, its should be okay la.. but this is like.... someone with a higher, i mean, waaaay higher rank than you. his hotness, his cuteness and his kekek-ness. haa! dear ziana, go on diet first then you can start about liking a guy. as for now, with your size, better stop thinking about it eh?! bleh :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;eeeh! why I sound like i have no confidence?! whatta shit?! its okay, once in while, nothing wrong. damn, i feel like i am a crazy person here. talking by myself, post something at blog without anyone reading it. ha, gosh.. i love this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-1242891064347789827?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1242891064347789827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1242891064347789827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1242891064347789827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1242891064347789827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/look-there-look-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZoLyh8qxcc/TrNzY_4vYII/AAAAAAAABCg/sGhyfaXJhwg/s72-c/251120102531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5833534610110181234</id><published>2011-11-03T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:35:16.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXPYBXkAVlc/TrJQe3CeaaI/AAAAAAAABCU/qC7EKQ6lrjE/s1600/what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670683371913505186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXPYBXkAVlc/TrJQe3CeaaI/AAAAAAAABCU/qC7EKQ6lrjE/s320/what.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know Im not as pretty as other girls, but who cares?! i love myself. girls, you seriously need to have self-confidence. not over confident though. do whatever you like, do everything that will make your day go wheee~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, I always heard about girls being hurt by guys and the other way round. but chill! think of the bright side. You've got to experienced all that. haha :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When Im 17, my thinking about this world have changed. I used to think that everyone here were nice. But i guess some of the dramas seems to be true. people being hurt mentally or physically. people were betrayed. wow, thats sucks. but thats the reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still got a loooong way to meet my mid age. or, i wont even get there and Allah take me back? well, its only Him who knows it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5833534610110181234?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5833534610110181234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5833534610110181234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5833534610110181234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5833534610110181234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-know-im-not-as-pretty-as-other-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXPYBXkAVlc/TrJQe3CeaaI/AAAAAAAABCU/qC7EKQ6lrjE/s72-c/what.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8954550155080020567</id><published>2011-11-03T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:22:40.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYLO~! blogger.&lt;br /&gt;yes ah~! finished my O level soon. very very soon. simply wait for the result then :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah?! abang~! dah nak pergi NS ke ?! haha.. all the best to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8954550155080020567?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8954550155080020567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8954550155080020567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8954550155080020567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8954550155080020567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/11/heylo-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7878018783659483911</id><published>2011-08-06T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T07:01:06.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CyqBdsfc5Os/Tj1JH_MT_QI/AAAAAAAABCM/YGBMVVJvR5Y/s1600/Zia%2528801%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637742710108716290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CyqBdsfc5Os/Tj1JH_MT_QI/AAAAAAAABCM/YGBMVVJvR5Y/s320/Zia%2528801%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7878018783659483911?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7878018783659483911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7878018783659483911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7878018783659483911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7878018783659483911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/08/wow-ive-borrowed-that-book-ps-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CyqBdsfc5Os/Tj1JH_MT_QI/AAAAAAAABCM/YGBMVVJvR5Y/s72-c/Zia%2528801%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5681454820072053971</id><published>2011-06-01T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:23:12.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NsxWsTXhCs/TecdotrjroI/AAAAAAAABB4/qoCA9-ezVV4/s1600/shut%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613488045834874498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NsxWsTXhCs/TecdotrjroI/AAAAAAAABB4/qoCA9-ezVV4/s320/shut%2Bup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sec 3 pic~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ! I've forgotten him~! as in, He's no more than just a friendto me, now... awesome eh?!&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear O level,&lt;br /&gt;please brighten my future by giving me a good result :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5681454820072053971?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5681454820072053971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5681454820072053971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5681454820072053971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5681454820072053971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/06/sec-3-pic-yes-ive-forgotten-him-as-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0NsxWsTXhCs/TecdotrjroI/AAAAAAAABB4/qoCA9-ezVV4/s72-c/shut%2Bup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6937252752907179908</id><published>2011-06-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:08:51.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ulrDAomv1Fg/TeY482KtacI/AAAAAAAABBw/6HWzlUyxoWY/s1600/IMG_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613236603547642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ulrDAomv1Fg/TeY482KtacI/AAAAAAAABBw/6HWzlUyxoWY/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6937252752907179908?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6937252752907179908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6937252752907179908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6937252752907179908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6937252752907179908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ulrDAomv1Fg/TeY482KtacI/AAAAAAAABBw/6HWzlUyxoWY/s72-c/IMG_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4795011493157263995</id><published>2011-05-07T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T21:49:31.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SINGAPORE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If I got a chance to vote, I will vote for PAP. Its not that i agreed with whatever they said but it is because that they experienced more. they are the one who make Singapore successful, clean-and-green and many more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; HOWEVER! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes PAP also cross the line. they increase the cost of almost everything. House bill, daily stuff and alot more due to economy. But not every Singaporean is affordable. So, there's a negative and positive view ~! i've got to admit it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4795011493157263995?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4795011493157263995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4795011493157263995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4795011493157263995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4795011493157263995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/05/singapore-if-i-got-chance-to-vote-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-9205477563545712169</id><published>2011-04-21T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T06:03:42.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THIS IS WHAT I REPLIED TO HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaah MISS LIEW! You Touched me leh! haha.. im gonna blog this message and proudly spread to the other choir members.. and ya! we will surely miss you too! thanks to you. we know teamwork. and thanks to you, we started to arrange our shoe in straight line without people asking us to do :) thanks cher !:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AND THIS IS WHAT SHE SAID &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! One more thing! You girls can stretch much muCH MUCH better than I first came! I am evil whahahahaha! Again, if we have more time... Yes please go ahead spread to the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bedok town sec sch choir must move on! Bronze? NO MORE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COP? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't even know what it that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S: I steal my friend's idea of the shoes thingi.. Heehee&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/8045728288429967593-9205477563545712169?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/9205477563545712169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=9205477563545712169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9205477563545712169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9205477563545712169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-is-what-i-replied-to-her-waaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8452146239544310348</id><published>2011-04-21T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T03:54:13.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MESSAGE FROM MISS LIEW :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hello Ziana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I think you girls sung beautifully on the competition day. We were just bad luck. SCGS sang too well before the break and the juries changed their taste bud. There were 5 choirs (including us) singing in the 2nd half of the afternoon and 4 in a row got bronze and only last choir got silver. So basically the whole section failed badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moved by you girls. from first day I heard you all singing with dunno what kind voice and cant sing your own part properly till recently you girls absorb things that we gave like a sponge. Within 3 months you all grown soooo much! All the scolding were just to push you girls further because i know you all can make it. I was thinking if we started the training much earlier say last year at least before September, gold is really not a problem. You all are a lot more musical than a lot of choirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really upset with the result, I kept asking myself why why ad why. but this is competition and we can't change anything. Most importantly you all should have learnt a lot not just the songs but the attitude towards things like team work and target. I always tell my friend that my bedok town girls are really fighters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly. I hope that this is not the end of the choir. this thing must go on till this choir can get gold with honor. For friends really love singing who are also last chance participate in syf, should continue singing also. find a choir and JOIN! Like me, I happily singing also :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kind of weird that today is Thursday and I am not at bedok town sec school. Started to miss you girls already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8452146239544310348?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8452146239544310348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8452146239544310348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8452146239544310348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8452146239544310348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/04/message-from-miss-liew-hello-ziana-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5788258962866899245</id><published>2011-03-08T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T01:20:07.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-46SiPZjlV7A/TXX0Y35KkkI/AAAAAAAABBk/hwV3x5H7bbI/s1600/Zia%2528629%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581636021353353794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-46SiPZjlV7A/TXX0Y35KkkI/AAAAAAAABBk/hwV3x5H7bbI/s320/Zia%2528629%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; hmmmmmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been years since i updated my bloody blog. mygawd! sec 5 lifes are so scary. my english sucks. my science always with my borderline result, my A and E maths a like waves up down up down. my MT can be improved. haish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, merged school is not that bad at all. everything goes smoothly. Although there's still some weirdos but who cares?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5788258962866899245?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5788258962866899245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5788258962866899245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5788258962866899245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5788258962866899245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmmmmmm-its-been-years-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-46SiPZjlV7A/TXX0Y35KkkI/AAAAAAAABBk/hwV3x5H7bbI/s72-c/Zia%2528629%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8857210606353252700</id><published>2011-02-03T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:36:31.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TUpo5W_Y_kI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Ba2mB_5VapQ/s1600/Zia%2528628%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569379223830330946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TUpo5W_Y_kI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Ba2mB_5VapQ/s320/Zia%2528628%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TUpovQa3NHI/AAAAAAAABBI/uNT7gVGRomY/s1600/Zia%2528632%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8045728288429967593-8857210606353252700?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8857210606353252700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8857210606353252700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8857210606353252700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8857210606353252700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/02/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TUpo5W_Y_kI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Ba2mB_5VapQ/s72-c/Zia%2528628%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8010452421820223201</id><published>2011-01-11T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:54:32.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwauCRI4PI/AAAAAAAABAc/56c8rVNP03Y/s1600/Zia%2528575%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560849018080780530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwauCRI4PI/AAAAAAAABAc/56c8rVNP03Y/s320/Zia%2528575%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA BIKE !&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/8045728288429967593-8010452421820223201?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8010452421820223201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8010452421820223201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8010452421820223201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8010452421820223201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wanna-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwauCRI4PI/AAAAAAAABAc/56c8rVNP03Y/s72-c/Zia%2528575%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7961967877816646698</id><published>2011-01-11T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:53:08.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;haish! why must I like him?? Of all people him... haha... but im grateful, he dont mind to continue the friendship although he knows my real feeling. thank you :) I hope you will be the Top student for O level. jia yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah! great! my brother's girlfriend get 10 point for her O level. WTF?! i love her brain. haa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7961967877816646698?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7961967877816646698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7961967877816646698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7961967877816646698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7961967877816646698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/01/haish-why-must-i-like-him-of-all-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-3142696337052220862</id><published>2011-01-11T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:53:33.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Wish me luck for my O level this year :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope i made it to poly with a course that I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! why can't I forget you? why must you seat alternate desk with me?! why why why?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-3142696337052220862?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3142696337052220862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=3142696337052220862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3142696337052220862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3142696337052220862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/01/wish-me-luck-for-my-o-level-this-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7113972332010315086</id><published>2011-01-11T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:47:59.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwZNwG3wPI/AAAAAAAABAU/bLhNEHvfKKo/s1600/nyahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560847363938435314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwZNwG3wPI/AAAAAAAABAU/bLhNEHvfKKo/s320/nyahaha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7113972332010315086?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7113972332010315086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7113972332010315086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7113972332010315086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7113972332010315086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TSwZNwG3wPI/AAAAAAAABAU/bLhNEHvfKKo/s72-c/nyahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2753369756622910569</id><published>2010-12-17T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T05:37:54.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Assalamualaikum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Insya-Allah, saya akan belajar lebih gigih di tahun hadapan and berjaya dengan cemerlang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Peace upon you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;woohooo May God Bless Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I've passed my N level with a 16 point. maybe some of you may not be happy with that kind of point. But not for me :) I was bloody scared just now, seating at the hall is like waiting for a bad news. most of my classmates get their result. some made it while some dont. my heartbeat increased, my hand shivers, my leg although it was covered with socks and shoe but i still can feel the coldness. i was too scared and I even cried before getting the result. Sitting infront of my form teacher is like getting a full blast kick at my stomach and a double punch at my face. i cried again... waiting nervously what colour of slip will i received. is it green which is promoted? or pink which is retained.. and what i get was... GREEN! &lt;strong&gt;i will be promoted to sec five&lt;/strong&gt;. thank god :) i receive that slip and jump towards my cousin, syakirah, and hug her. im released...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Next year 2011, I will try my very best to pass all the tests, exams, prelim and achieved my goal for O level. since &lt;strong&gt;bedok town secondary is merging with chai chee secondary&lt;/strong&gt;, i will try to make myself comfortable with new environment :) I hope there is no fight between us, because soon &lt;strong&gt;we will be a one big family&lt;/strong&gt;... in One building, one school's name &lt;strong&gt;with one motive which is gaining knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;. we come to school for an Education not to fight and find fault :D hope there is a teamwork between us :)&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/8045728288429967593-2753369756622910569?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2753369756622910569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2753369756622910569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2753369756622910569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2753369756622910569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/assalamualaikum-alhamdulillah-insya.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6886395894765381526</id><published>2010-12-15T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:44:42.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;whenever i think of it. i will start cursing them.. sorry but i had to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I HATE IT. I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this is my first time saying that. i will never hate something that easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6886395894765381526?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6886395894765381526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6886395894765381526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6886395894765381526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6886395894765381526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7544390097432906955</id><published>2010-12-13T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:50:57.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQcFW9mBC7I/AAAAAAAABAI/SSmyNZj7UYM/s1600/155277_177013588994331_100000570744083_549768_7466555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550410957806701490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQcFW9mBC7I/AAAAAAAABAI/SSmyNZj7UYM/s320/155277_177013588994331_100000570744083_549768_7466555_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;night cycling members :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8045728288429967593-7544390097432906955?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7544390097432906955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7544390097432906955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7544390097432906955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7544390097432906955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/night-cycling-members-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQcFW9mBC7I/AAAAAAAABAI/SSmyNZj7UYM/s72-c/155277_177013588994331_100000570744083_549768_7466555_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6917522916346555175</id><published>2010-12-12T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T05:31:20.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTNESAUmQI/AAAAAAAABAA/OqPxO5Z0qaM/s1600/155228_1489622605455_1380667036_31157193_5201761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786114263652610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTNESAUmQI/AAAAAAAABAA/OqPxO5Z0qaM/s320/155228_1489622605455_1380667036_31157193_5201761_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTND368vOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MAl3UXEnu8o/s1600/154849_1610034342540_1586686948_1423537_6973244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786107261795554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTND368vOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MAl3UXEnu8o/s320/154849_1610034342540_1586686948_1423537_6973244_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTNDQN9WzI/AAAAAAAAA_w/VhSXTLl4k5I/s1600/75871_106783286060412_100001862245361_53584_6390259_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549786096604109618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTNDQN9WzI/AAAAAAAAA_w/VhSXTLl4k5I/s320/75871_106783286060412_100001862245361_53584_6390259_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-6917522916346555175?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6917522916346555175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6917522916346555175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6917522916346555175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6917522916346555175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQTNESAUmQI/AAAAAAAABAA/OqPxO5Z0qaM/s72-c/155228_1489622605455_1380667036_31157193_5201761_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8334478259435409836</id><published>2010-12-12T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T04:38:22.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;alhamdullilah, Night Cycling went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great, it was my explendid experience because I just learn to ride a bicycle. First of all, i want to said sorry to everyone because I always break. SORRY! ohyeah, It was bloody tiring and I find myself very exhausted. imagine I cycle 32 km everyday, I bet i gonna slim down. haha. oheah, half way through of the journey I almost hit someone and fell. Almost eh... damn, im still not good at my turning. I wonder whose the unlucky person that i almost hit. I simply cant see him because it was dark and worst of all I never wear my spec. And usually I'm half blind at night. haha.. ohyeeaaah! before the night cycling event, i try out my dad's bike which and while riding it i fell down. at where? at traffic light nearby the roadside. it is so awesome! haaa, and the main point to hightlight, i fell down twice and i hurt my same hand.. my bloody SAME hand twice. great! bombastik. ohyeaaah! pardon my Singlish hor.. till here. saranghae :D muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8334478259435409836?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8334478259435409836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8334478259435409836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8334478259435409836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8334478259435409836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/alhamdullilah-night-cycling-went.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2955185570880260326</id><published>2010-12-08T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:02:04.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQBuqbD4CoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OT-GhCOTePU/s1600/231120102299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548556416018025090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQBuqbD4CoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OT-GhCOTePU/s320/231120102299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm Sungkyunkwan Scandal, Mary stayed out all night was an awesome drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah gosh, seriously no school for a long period is very bored. i really mean it. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Im out of idea what to post. Should i do some short "novel" here? let me think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2955185570880260326?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2955185570880260326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2955185570880260326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2955185570880260326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2955185570880260326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmm-sungkyunkwan-scandal-mary-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TQBuqbD4CoI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OT-GhCOTePU/s72-c/231120102299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2435828618930594515</id><published>2010-12-04T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T05:04:59.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TPo76tZfIPI/AAAAAAAAA-w/w431MoqpKmo/s1600/241120102429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546811770865131762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TPo76tZfIPI/AAAAAAAAA-w/w431MoqpKmo/s320/241120102429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TPo7kNt5gPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/iE_0UvXK94U/s1600/75871_106783286060412_100001862245361_53584_6390259_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, Im dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-2435828618930594515?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2435828618930594515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2435828618930594515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2435828618930594515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2435828618930594515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/12/ah-im-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TPo76tZfIPI/AAAAAAAAA-w/w431MoqpKmo/s72-c/241120102429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5063149552451777721</id><published>2010-11-17T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:39:02.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TOTYBcOdy0I/AAAAAAAAA-g/0QWp2fd_7Wg/s1600/Zia%2528482%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540790960840887106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TOTYBcOdy0I/AAAAAAAAA-g/0QWp2fd_7Wg/s320/Zia%2528482%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ah his my HERO!&lt;br /&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/8045728288429967593-5063149552451777721?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5063149552451777721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5063149552451777721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5063149552451777721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5063149552451777721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/11/ah-his-my-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TOTYBcOdy0I/AAAAAAAAA-g/0QWp2fd_7Wg/s72-c/Zia%2528482%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7238791843060502592</id><published>2010-11-14T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T05:11:09.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN_f2K23ZII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/imCe8tbGcTg/s1600/Ziazia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539392188409406594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN_f2K23ZII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/imCe8tbGcTg/s320/Ziazia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm sick :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;need plenty of rest before Hari Raya Haji this Wednesday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or else i look like Zombie.. &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/8045728288429967593-7238791843060502592?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7238791843060502592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7238791843060502592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7238791843060502592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7238791843060502592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sick-need-plenty-of-rest-before-hari.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN_f2K23ZII/AAAAAAAAA-Y/imCe8tbGcTg/s72-c/Ziazia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-9153010091573243104</id><published>2010-11-13T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T05:03:26.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6VpENLuCI/AAAAAAAAA-A/wUwYpKKd_fc/s1600/0008053JXkP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539029124448499746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6VpENLuCI/AAAAAAAAA-A/wUwYpKKd_fc/s320/0008053JXkP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;his name is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; Dijith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;well, is he 100% singaporean or mix or what? just keep thinking :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for me to know, for you to find out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;he's awesome! talking to him is so much fun. Although he's older but guys mind are 10 years younger than their real age. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmm, what should i post about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haha, nevermind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-9153010091573243104?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/9153010091573243104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=9153010091573243104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9153010091573243104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9153010091573243104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/11/his-name-is-dijith-well-is-he-100.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6VpENLuCI/AAAAAAAAA-A/wUwYpKKd_fc/s72-c/0008053JXkP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4494943534165994068</id><published>2010-11-13T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T05:48:25.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6XB5ZGOrI/AAAAAAAAA-I/nB8GcCF_dRM/s1600/Zia%2528423%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539030650554038962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6XB5ZGOrI/AAAAAAAAA-I/nB8GcCF_dRM/s320/Zia%2528423%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oops, my blog dead again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, must feed it with more words! huahua!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, apart from blog. my facebook is dead too. goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, im active on tagged now. :D see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8045728288429967593-4494943534165994068?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4494943534165994068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4494943534165994068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4494943534165994068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4494943534165994068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/11/oops-my-blog-dead-again-well-must-feed.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TN6XB5ZGOrI/AAAAAAAAA-I/nB8GcCF_dRM/s72-c/Zia%2528423%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-555287880235692264</id><published>2010-11-08T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:41:49.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TNezhODU1CI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/HO6sTZ46L4U/s1600/cute_cat_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537091650164413474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TNezhODU1CI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/HO6sTZ46L4U/s320/cute_cat_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hello everyone! i feel like updating my blog, so here i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;oh yeah, i feel cool because my computer back to normal. BUT i feel crap too because all MY stuff GONE. my brother's head and my brother friend's head are equal. he repaired the computer and only save my brother's stuff, then mine?! haiyayay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i dont really mind actually, as long as i can play this computer of mine. huahuahua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i will not be in singapore from 21 nov-27 nov, following my cousin to Malaysia. wow, it going to be my first time following them. i hope everything went smoothly. i really wish that my uncle and aunt wont be in their bad mood state. I'm really scared of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hmm~ today i received form from my dad. what form?? to work! why last minute daddy?! im going malaysia! but i wish that i can start working in December. talking about december. I'm really scared of my N level result. i really want to go to sec 5. at least 18 point, at least 19 point. but please not more than 19.. pray for me guys. please pray together with me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ByeByeAll! TakeCareAll !LoveYouAll! MissYouAll!&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/8045728288429967593-555287880235692264?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/555287880235692264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=555287880235692264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/555287880235692264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/555287880235692264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-everyone-i-feel-like-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TNezhODU1CI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/HO6sTZ46L4U/s72-c/cute_cat_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7107633869795898819</id><published>2010-10-31T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:05:30.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM5YWt7Nl2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KktXT1-r6kg/s1600/Cat_Kisses_Kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534458139393234786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM5YWt7Nl2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KktXT1-r6kg/s320/Cat_Kisses_Kitten.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaawwww! so cute.&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/8045728288429967593-7107633869795898819?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7107633869795898819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7107633869795898819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7107633869795898819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7107633869795898819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/aaawwww-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM5YWt7Nl2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/KktXT1-r6kg/s72-c/Cat_Kisses_Kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1239225576735519440</id><published>2010-10-31T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:53:51.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM0XT2pca0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/1RpOlecvB0s/s1600/Tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534105146962504514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM0XT2pca0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/1RpOlecvB0s/s320/Tulips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;at first, i thought it was an easy job to forget you, to stop thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but recently, my heart can burst anytime; i really miss you. I look at the phone, waiting for you smses eventhough i know you wont. i listen to those music that you have introduced to me. i started missing you more and more. . :'( I've tried my best to forget you by trying to think of any other guy; that are stranger to me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but its hopeless. its really useless.&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/8045728288429967593-1239225576735519440?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1239225576735519440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1239225576735519440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1239225576735519440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1239225576735519440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-first-i-thought-it-was-easy-job-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TM0XT2pca0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/1RpOlecvB0s/s72-c/Tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8640714658598032805</id><published>2010-10-17T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T03:03:59.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLrHvK2cAhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pISn9HexrE4/s1600/Zia(031).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528951105731166738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLrHvK2cAhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pISn9HexrE4/s320/Zia(031).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;due to hot-oil. i was frying egg for my family members. well, it's hurt.  but i guess my feeling here hurts more. haa! i was joking, mamamia.. i dont even have heartache~ lawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i cant lie to myself that i never miss smsing with the person there.  of course i do! the jokes, the crapness, the lameness and advicing. i really miss those days but im just a human that cant change anything. It's fate and i deal with it peacefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway, syakirah! my dearest cousin muacks! and to those who are sitting for Os BEST OF LUCK! wish you all the best and never do your paper half way through and give up. never ever give up easily. wish me all the best too :D i really really want to be promoted to sec 5. please please please. may GOD bless us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8640714658598032805?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8640714658598032805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8640714658598032805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8640714658598032805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8640714658598032805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/due-to-hot-oil.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLrHvK2cAhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pISn9HexrE4/s72-c/Zia(031).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-3556526709193130791</id><published>2010-10-15T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T01:04:10.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLgKNn4BUgI/AAAAAAAAA84/26wynCVhkpA/s1600/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528179771755811330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLgKNn4BUgI/AAAAAAAAA84/26wynCVhkpA/s320/IMG_0776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ni anak ^^ haha.. i love her to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 october.... my sickening day.&lt;br /&gt;well, just forget about it. maybe by doing that will be easier for me to forget about it. haaaa.! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goodbyeeee~ going to miss smsing with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-3556526709193130791?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3556526709193130791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=3556526709193130791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3556526709193130791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3556526709193130791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/ni-anak-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TLgKNn4BUgI/AAAAAAAAA84/26wynCVhkpA/s72-c/IMG_0776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-373592570029130626</id><published>2010-10-12T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:14:25.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stories, me, gayatri and esther (repost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the concert hall..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;after the intermission.. gayatri change place with cherie coz she want to sit beside me.. bestfren mah..&lt;br /&gt;then.. in the dark this was what happen.. with esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gayatri:" eh ziana, look at the guy there, handsome right??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ziana :" hmmm ya.. ok la.. cant even see how i know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;esther :" ya lorh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gayatri:" haiz.. but so handsome"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the light was on for intermission again.. HAHAHAHAHA! !gayatri point to me the guy when the guy look at the other side.. when the boy look at us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ziana:" GAYATRI!! ARE YOU SURE! HE'S HANDSOME?? HE'S SO NOT HANDSOME FOR ME! my taste better than you.. my 'mr july' more handsome!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gayatri:" OMG!! i thought he's handsome! from the side look damn handsome"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther laugh like hell!!!then the guy change place he sit infront of us.. the concert start as per normal..we keep laughing non-stop and he keep look at us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gayatri:" ziana, i think he look at you.. he like you i think"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;esther :" ya lorh ya lorh.. or you want this guy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she point to a guy who sit infront of me.. worst he looks like bapok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ziana:" like shit la you all!! gayatri is the one who say he's handsome not me what!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;both:"but he keep looking at you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we start laughing..the end of the concert.. as per normal bedok town like hooligan.. shout hell! in my mind i say.. ok la.. as long as the guy is not bapok..when we get up.. he also get up.. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG HE'S VOICE WAS A GAY!! SERIOUSLY!!the way he walk also GAY! and he keep smiling!! rabak!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-373592570029130626?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/373592570029130626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=373592570029130626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/373592570029130626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/373592570029130626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5712104627169920472</id><published>2010-10-12T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T03:46:54.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AF, is an arrogant guy that being hated with everyone except one person, AB. she loves him and only see the bright sight of him. One day, AB confess her feelings to him. However, he gives her a sarcastic smile and said, &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"everyone said you're cute but i guess they blind.just go away from me now. i dont want to see you infront of me."&lt;/span&gt; AB was hurt with what she had heard. she almost cry, almost. AF stand there and watch her walking away from him. The next few days, AF realized that AB have been ignoring him, not even a glace. he starting to regret for what he have said cause he, himself, loves her truthfully but his ego stops him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one fine day, AB was on the way home at the bus stop, alone. "&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ehem ehem&lt;/span&gt;" AF sitting beside her. AB look at him for a second and stand up to get away from him. By any chance,  AF pull AB's hand. her bag drop on the floor and she falls on AF laps. AB want to get up but AF stops her. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"let me go! you've said im ugly and dont want me to be infront of you. so let me go!!"&lt;/span&gt; AB shout. Ignoring her words, AF hug her back tighter and said, "&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;please... let me hug you. im sorry. the fact is, i never said you ugly before. everyone said you're cute, but to me you are beautiful lady. i dont want you to be infront of me because i want you to be everywhere around me and here... in my heart. i really loves you dear. i hate you. i hate you because my heart are filled with nice scent flowers that are planted by you. i love you&lt;/span&gt;" confess AF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AB was shocked with what she heard. she just let him hug her. after a few minutes, begum stand up from AF's lap. she cried, tears of joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;sssshhhh~ dont cry. or else, i do something to you&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but AB simply cant stop crying. unexpectedly, AF pull her towards him and kiss her lips. both of them in silent. AF pull AB closer to him and hug her waist while AB hug around his neck. then, AF look into her eyes and said, "&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;dont ever leave me dear&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/8045728288429967593-5712104627169920472?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5712104627169920472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5712104627169920472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5712104627169920472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5712104627169920472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/af-is-arrogant-guy-that-being-hated.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7508660915407072075</id><published>2010-10-12T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T03:47:28.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>about : IN love SN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One typical day in the classroom, GT(girl) and SN(boy) were sitting next to each other and giggling. IN(girl) saw their expression and feel so gloomy for the whole day and she didnt talk nor joke around with anyone. the next day, morning assemly, SN sit behind IN. he kept asking her for maths formula but she didnt reply. on the way up to the classroom, SN pulled IN hands but she pull away and didnt even look back. after awhile, GT came and started talking with SN. IN felt like screaming but she just kept quiet. after class, SN was so impatient that he pulled IN all the way to the corer. SN's hand cupped IN's face and said "&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i'm sorry, but i love it when you're jealous for me being with GT. it proves that you really loves me.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; then SN kissed IN's cheek and they hug each other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7508660915407072075?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7508660915407072075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7508660915407072075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7508660915407072075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7508660915407072075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/10/about-in-love-sn-one-typical-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4239911249246237934</id><published>2010-08-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T05:57:23.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TG_M7bO8mzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UrJQG1qA1JA/s1600/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507846190592203570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TG_M7bO8mzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UrJQG1qA1JA/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TG_M6qIxt1I/AAAAAAAAA8g/QjTLB6udgSo/s1600/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507846177412986706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TG_M6qIxt1I/AAAAAAAAA8g/QjTLB6udgSo/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow.. i never update for two month already?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway~ saranghae everyone!&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/8045728288429967593-4239911249246237934?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4239911249246237934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4239911249246237934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4239911249246237934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4239911249246237934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TG_M7bO8mzI/AAAAAAAAA8o/UrJQG1qA1JA/s72-c/IMG_0672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2656052936225602464</id><published>2010-07-09T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:35:03.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TDbdGNs-VpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Jxr-Af8tCjc/s1600/Zia(133).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491819894452147858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TDbdGNs-VpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Jxr-Af8tCjc/s320/Zia(133).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was "be yourself day!" at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, the day we can wear whatever we want to school. and I wore white T-shirt and jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was awesome seeing our friend wearing home clothes. PRETTINESS and HOTNESS were all seen. love it. muah! well, obviously the "secret guy" i like was the hottest to me. in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muahahaa~~ gosh just an admirer. I wont think more than that. i know who i am :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOOD LUCK to ALL BTS DANCE I IDOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you failed, dont be too sad or angry. in every competition there will always be a loser and a winner. but remember, some losers effort is much better  than a winner. people will usually look at the effort. so STAY STRONGIE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2656052936225602464?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2656052936225602464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2656052936225602464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2656052936225602464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2656052936225602464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-was-be-yourself-day-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TDbdGNs-VpI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Jxr-Af8tCjc/s72-c/Zia(133).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8254903610342027441</id><published>2010-06-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:03:33.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi9Hda70pI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/d0W5lDJ9aUA/s1600/Zia(074).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483340482177913490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi9Hda70pI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/d0W5lDJ9aUA/s320/Zia(074).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i hate pimples. GAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby baby baby oooh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never hold your phone when you sleeping, or you will end up like me ^above pic^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;accidentally press there press here.. taddaaaah. candid to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8254903610342027441?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8254903610342027441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8254903610342027441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8254903610342027441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8254903610342027441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hate-pimples.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi9Hda70pI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/d0W5lDJ9aUA/s72-c/Zia(074).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6045011099797683882</id><published>2010-06-16T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:00:07.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi8F9n7GhI/AAAAAAAAA8I/hw6Gfu0dbv0/s1600/Kiera%27%C2%A7729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483339356950960658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi8F9n7GhI/AAAAAAAAA8I/hw6Gfu0dbv0/s320/Kiera%27%C2%A7729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This saturday someone from Malacca that i dont know will be sleeping at my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not all of us dont know them but only my dad and grandma does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonder what will they look like. and they sleeping overnight here on saturday cause my cousin going to get married on sunday! woww.. father's day huh? anyway, wish them happy forever and after. haaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6045011099797683882?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6045011099797683882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6045011099797683882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6045011099797683882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6045011099797683882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-saturday-someone-from-malacca-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/TBi8F9n7GhI/AAAAAAAAA8I/hw6Gfu0dbv0/s72-c/Kiera%27%C2%A7729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8319832811388218273</id><published>2010-06-16T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T04:56:19.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM IN LOVE WITH MY BLOG!&lt;/strong&gt; goossssh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i havent started my homework.. what wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;i thought i said i want to improve myself.. and this is what i had done?&lt;br /&gt;from tomorrow onwards i will try to do all the revision eeeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, better start now. or i will regret later. right? so yeeaaah! ziana hwaiting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8319832811388218273?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8319832811388218273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8319832811388218273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8319832811388218273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8319832811388218273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-love-with-my-blog-goossssh-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4960837080703284069</id><published>2010-05-27T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:40:24.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;DOT on you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay, get this in your head...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE CRYSTAL.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;cause why? i will break it everytime. not purposely but accidentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4960837080703284069?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4960837080703284069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4960837080703284069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4960837080703284069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4960837080703284069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/dot-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8782615529942133431</id><published>2010-05-27T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:50:11.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5MiL1AwgI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nME-INYaARg/s1600/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475898347103502850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5MiL1AwgI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nME-INYaARg/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gah.. when we are too close, there will Always be a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this kind of stuff always happen to me. is it a bad luck for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate that person, but at the same time i miss that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i miss them till i dream about them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i know there is still hatred towards them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just try my best to think other things. my "&lt;em&gt;now and always&lt;/em&gt;" friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with them, im still happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; with them, i want to achieve higher grade for my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with them, i can talk crap non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;without them, i still have my family. but i will always miss and love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause we are about the same age and have the same mindset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8782615529942133431?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8782615529942133431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8782615529942133431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8782615529942133431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8782615529942133431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5MiL1AwgI/AAAAAAAAA8A/nME-INYaARg/s72-c/IMG_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8265078052868894244</id><published>2010-05-27T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:29:11.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5Is49t-dI/AAAAAAAAA74/th-CEtsvohM/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475894132971796946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5Is49t-dI/AAAAAAAAA74/th-CEtsvohM/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whats wrong with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recently my head is full of shahrukh khan. haa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know him? go and research about him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's a legend! bollywood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and recently too, i just cant stop listening to hindi songs. ba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8265078052868894244?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8265078052868894244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8265078052868894244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8265078052868894244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8265078052868894244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-wrong-with-it-recently-my-head-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_5Is49t-dI/AAAAAAAAA74/th-CEtsvohM/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4345107473065858692</id><published>2010-05-20T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:54:07.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont get it...&lt;br /&gt;its really frustrating&lt;br /&gt;its really irritating&lt;br /&gt;its really biased&lt;br /&gt;its really lame..&lt;br /&gt;and do you know what im talking about?&lt;br /&gt;im talking about my favourite pillow.. *:P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, friendship with same gender will be more awesome than friendship with different gender. but i dont get it when someone close to us dont take us as their close friend.. but i dont mind :D cause why? everyone have their own choice.. and we dont have right to stop them for being friend with someone else. and as a close friend, i will just wish them happy. and if they gets hurt, i cant bare with it..  but im not sure what should i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4345107473065858692?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4345107473065858692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4345107473065858692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4345107473065858692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4345107473065858692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2443457140473511317</id><published>2010-05-19T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T04:27:55.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_PLFWCW3cI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ERqyUOIpL6E/s1600/1385119369_75e2b3d072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472941264860536258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_PLFWCW3cI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ERqyUOIpL6E/s320/1385119369_75e2b3d072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESULTS ARE PATHETIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2443457140473511317?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2443457140473511317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2443457140473511317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2443457140473511317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2443457140473511317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/result-are-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S_PLFWCW3cI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ERqyUOIpL6E/s72-c/1385119369_75e2b3d072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1772135262232663089</id><published>2010-05-14T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:27:06.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0XW2oeKgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/71Ne-z4izqY/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471054803714845186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0XW2oeKgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/71Ne-z4izqY/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-1772135262232663089?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1772135262232663089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1772135262232663089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1772135262232663089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1772135262232663089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0XW2oeKgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/71Ne-z4izqY/s72-c/IMG_0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6745622522886136671</id><published>2010-05-14T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T02:28:32.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0VkvNqqTI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rX1RKMiL2aE/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471052843218282802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0VkvNqqTI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rX1RKMiL2aE/s400/IMG_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0VIAeWhCI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/hqRzRPEZVIk/s1600/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is super random pic i took at zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;trying my best to stop thinking about strawberry but i cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;damn it why is it so hard?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i feel like laughing at myself.. why? because at this young age, i say that kind of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it is really reaaallly pathetic. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;wish my grandma and my cousin recover soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;oh yeah, before i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i want to say something to my dear friend &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;syed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;woi, chillx ya.. that kind of friend usually wont last long. they like to talk behind your back right? just ignore him.. thinking about him is useless. he wont feel anything even if you angry or sad for him..  so yeaaaaah~~ dina and nasir is way much better than abdullah.. no worries.. aku pun baik pe :P HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till here then take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6745622522886136671?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6745622522886136671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6745622522886136671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6745622522886136671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6745622522886136671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-super-random-pic-i-took-at-zoo.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S-0VkvNqqTI/AAAAAAAAA7g/rX1RKMiL2aE/s72-c/IMG_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7544091970347504639</id><published>2010-05-07T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:54:59.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it has been a long looong lonnnng.. okay stop&lt;br /&gt;so how long i never update my profile? 2 month? 1 month?&lt;br /&gt;heck care eeeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exam starts on wednesday, the EL is shit!&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue paper was okay but the compo questions was awesome! explendid!&lt;br /&gt;social studies, no comment cause i never study at all (25 mark gone)&lt;br /&gt;maths was speechless, i did almost all the question but not sure whether its right or wrong or careless.. yeah im a girl with full of carelessness.. sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 10 brain.. hahahaaa~ woww~ coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, should i continue liking strawberry or stop? GOSH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7544091970347504639?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7544091970347504639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7544091970347504639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7544091970347504639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7544091970347504639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-has-been-long-looong-lonnnng.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5656147090006977387</id><published>2010-03-21T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T03:57:04.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;continue-ing from previous post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi feel like going to her closefriend, nugget and hotdog and hug them. tell how stress and scared she is in this condition. but she cant. Noodle was too close with her. if she just make 1 cm. move, just one cm... something like kissing will happen. and she dont want that to happen. again, for the second time, she cry because of scared.. scared of her own bestfriend did something bad to her. her bestfriend, Noodle. that always make her happy when she was crying. But now, she cry because of him. she feel like as if she was the cry baby. but she cant take it! her tears is the same as her fear. Noodle saw a drop of water come out from her eye.. her beautiful eye. the eyes that make him want to look at it everyday. the eye that make him hyper. the eye that make him feel like missing someone everyday. He let go off maggi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He let go off maggi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"sorry"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the only word he can say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maggi open her eye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;" come on noodle.. i dont think you love me. i know you love macaroni very much. the girl you waited for 1 month or more?. but was rejected recently. i know how you feel. you can share with me, your problem. i will be by your side, as a friend. bestfriend.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noodle cant take it. he scream as loud as possible. Maggi was shocked. half of their member came-fishball, fishcake, hotdog, nugget... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"whats happening??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;asked 4 of them in one shot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"sorry"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the only word he can say...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hotdog and Nugget went to get Maggi who looks really scared. Maggi still standing there like a statue. her mind was blank, totally blank. She dont know, why the hell, her life being like this? did she make a mistake by liking him? maybe, but she cant help it. the feelings come by itself. no one can neither stop nor start it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noodle look at Maggi. With frustration-expression but disappointed in the heart. Why cant Maggi just gave him a chance. just one more chance. he would be the happiest guy but sadfully, Maggi dont want to. Maggi was going to open her mouth and say that she will give Noodle 1 more chance to show how much she loves her. but when she was about to open her mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"ok, if this what you want Maggi, I will take you as my bestfriend then."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;said Noodle&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; but remember, if one day i bring a girl with us, dont show me your bloody sad or angry face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi felt like there was a big stone hitting her in the heart, she stare at Noodle. She dont know how she felt now, happy? sad? nothing? she just dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Noodle went away from there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"mag, are you ok?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;asked fishcake and fishball..&lt;br /&gt;maggi nodded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;" are you happy?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;asked nugget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"haha, of course im ok with it. i take him as a bestfriend fullstop. get it? not more"&lt;/span&gt; lied Maggi&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;hope you not lying. ok lets go home."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hotdog hold Maggi's shoulder as if she can give her strength by that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so the 5 of them went back together. Noodle looks again at Maggi when he want to take his bag. his heart really ache, its really hurt. Maggi never even glance at him. he was waiting for her eye to at least look at him even for a second. but it was wasting time. he went off from there.&lt;br /&gt;when he turn his back, Maggi turn her head. She look at Noodle with sad-expression. she wont tell anyone that she still like Noodle. that was a promise. She will only tell if its really needed.&lt;br /&gt;BOTH of them, felt sad. BOTH of their heart hurt but dont want to tell anyone about it. BOTH of the feel like crying. they protect their ego too much. and so it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5656147090006977387?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5656147090006977387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5656147090006977387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5656147090006977387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5656147090006977387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/03/maggi-feel-like-going-to-her.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2845425450726604760</id><published>2010-03-21T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T03:56:09.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this was what happen.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Maggi like Noodle... kind of a lot. But Mag take it this as a immature love. they are still young, in addition odle likes someone else. and yeah, at first Mag felt sad about it, but its not so bad right? but after 1 month waiting for the girl odle loved, he was rejected. One fine day, as per normal, maggi, noodle and their buddies were slacking under the void deck. Odle came to Mag and ask her to follow him to the blok infront. so yeah, Mag agreed. they were sitting next to each other, but Mag seat a meter away from Odle. Odle get irritated because when he try to seat right next to Mag, she will move a meter away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Mag, why you keeping a distance away from me? Am I a monster? It wont harm sitting next to me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mag just kept quiet, she feel awkward, she had tried to forget about him and take him as a bestfriend and not more. it will only hurt her feeling if she kept thinking about liking him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"eeer.. hehe.. sorry. why do you need me to come here? is there anything you need help? or you want to share secret with me and release your stress out?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Do you think i will always find you to only talk about my problem?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;again, Mag kept quiet. she's speechless. she dont know what to talk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" i still remember the day we chat together with the rest and they asked whether you like me as a friend or more. you said you like me more as what we are now. do you really mean it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"eeerrr.. why are you asking me this? lets talk about different thing. like ap..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Odle knows Mag trying to change the topic. But he dont want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Im asking you a question mag." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mag feel like fainting. she dont know. why the hell, he asking her that question. she feel like running away from him. she felt like HELL! Mag nodded her head, yup.. she likes him dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"what if i like you, would you be my girl?" Mag was shocked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"i ask you this Odle. do you ask me for stead because of sympathy or love??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silenceeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"you were waiting for her answer. you waited more than a month but she rejected you recently. and now you come to me and asking this question? do you think Im a doll that you can take anytime you want?? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"NO! DONT SAY THAT KIND OF STUFF!" Odle shouted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He dont know what to say. but the fact is, he really loves Maggi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"why cant I? If she accepted you. Will you break with her up? and appear to me and ask me to be your girl?"&lt;/span&gt; Odle kept quiet and Mag felt like she's being treated like a doll.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and thats the answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; no? right? so lets just be friend&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mag was trying to get away from Odle.. while she's walking away from him without turning, Odle grab her hand and leans her against the wall. their buddies saw whats happening. Mag was scared, she have never seen Odle being that rough towards her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"MAG! i love you! get it? I LOVE YOU!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; still grabbing Mag's hand. Mag's face turn red because of fear. Odle grabbed her wrist too hard, but still Odle never notice.. never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"please Odle let go of my hand.. its painful" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" I wont! is there still love for me in your heart?"&lt;/span&gt; mag kept quiet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mag stare down the floor, tears roll down... one drop, two drop, three drop and so on. Noodle still doesnt realize it. He still grabbing Mag's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"please let go of my hand.... its painful....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noodle quickly let go of her hand. He just realized his roughness and disappointed with himself. 2 of Mag and Odle buddy, fishball and fishcake ran towards them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"GUYS! WHATS HAPPENING HERE!? come on!! dont be weirdo, can? get it? haish! Noodle! come on! Maggi is a girl! be more soft to her can?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shouted Fishball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noodle glance at Maggi. He felt that he had made the biggest mistake by making Maggi cry. But he can't do anything right now, left with regrets. four of them went back to the void deck. the rest of ther buddies just watch them and kept quiet. All of them.. ALL, knows that Noodle like or can say love Maggi. but they dont want to get involve in their personal problem. let mag and odle solve by themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they reached under the void deck. Maggi was the first one to take her bag and left that place. her feelings- sad, disappointed, hatred, angry and many more towards Noodle. but she's too late, Noodle grab her hand again, but softer this time. Maggi still look at different but not Noodle's handsome face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Now Mag, tell me. is there any love for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi still kept quiet. yup, there is love for Noodle. But she still thinks that Odle doesnt really love her. She dont want to hurt her feeling, her own feelings. and so she lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"no, there's none! let me go. i want to go home."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mag answer the question without looking at&lt;/span&gt; Odle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"look at me, and say, no you dont love me. 3 times. then I let you go..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi try to pull her hand. sadfully, Noodle grab her hand tighter. with her fullest strength she try to pull her hand again. But who is she? she's just a girl. even if she's strong. Odle will be stronger as a boy. Noodle grab both of Maggi's hand. Maggi gave up. she's tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"please... let me go! pleasee.they are looking at us. dont you feel ashame?"&lt;/span&gt; begged maggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes, their buddy looking at them. They just dont want to get involved, but Maggi really hope at least 1 of them stop Noodle. she really have no strength left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"no, i dont feel it. if you really feel shameful then lets go behind there, so no one can see us."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"NO! i dont want. i want to go home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ignoring Maggi's shouting. Noodle pull maggi hand and go at the back of the blok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"happy? no one can see us now." thats what Noodle said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi look around her, there was noone. she have no reason to run away from the guy she love that was crazy now. she's sweating although the weather was not hot but breeze-ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;" come on Odle. please. you are making crazy! just let me go from here. lets just be friend. bestfriend. its better to have friendship than relationship. I dont want if our relationship wont last long, we will be enemy. but if friendship, even after fighting or what so ever. we will still be friend!" &lt;/span&gt;mag said while looking at odle face, and continue saying &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"moreover, i dont like you anymore." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;this time looking at some where else.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" dont like me? haaah~ then, look directly in my eye. and say you dont like me, 3 time."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Maggi motionless. She plan to run away from there. Noodle turn his body around. and Maggi try to run away from there as fast as possible. but Odle was so wise today, he saw Mag's movement. Odle grab Mag's shoulder, pull her towards the wall, roughly and bring his face closer to Maggi's. Maggi close her eyes. she was too scared, very very scared. in 19 years of living, this is the first time a guy was that close with her, other than her father. They can hear each other breath. it was too near, too near that they can feel their own breath mixing together in the air. Mag's eye was still close, Noodle was smiling. He dont know why. but he just feel like kissing Maggi's lips. he come nearer to Maggi. Now they can feel each other body temperature, eventhough they are not hugging, even their body doesnt touch each other but it was warm enough to make the cold weather comfortable. Maggi collect all her strength to open her eye... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"pleaseee Noodle.. dont be like this."&lt;/span&gt; facing the other side so that noodle facing her cheek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I wont move a single inchi, if you dont look at me and say that you dont like me 3 times&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/8045728288429967593-2845425450726604760?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2845425450726604760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2845425450726604760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2845425450726604760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2845425450726604760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-was-what-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7483627676696291838</id><published>2010-03-21T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T02:47:06.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey reader! if you always view my blog since last year regularly.. do you remember i wrote story? love story. and i stopped half way. cause busy.. i think i will repost.. and continue the story... should I? i think i should.. okaaaay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7483627676696291838?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7483627676696291838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7483627676696291838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7483627676696291838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7483627676696291838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey-reader-if-you-always-view-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-85242676649964519</id><published>2010-03-15T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T05:52:42.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S54tOsJt-oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Nwq8QmiPLUk/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448842329558219394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S54tOsJt-oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Nwq8QmiPLUk/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just make friend with his one guy dont know from which country named Joshua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know him from tagged and add me at my MSN for strangers. haha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah! he's awesome!! the way he play the guitar.. POOOSSSHHH~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i really likes guy who play well in guitar.. gosh! he's really something.bahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he played pink panther and Iron Man-Black Sabbath.. that was my favourite.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway have a great webcam with him.. eventhough i dont own 1.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-85242676649964519?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/85242676649964519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=85242676649964519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/85242676649964519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/85242676649964519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-make-friend-with-his-one-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S54tOsJt-oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Nwq8QmiPLUk/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5395659112848678883</id><published>2010-03-05T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T05:20:37.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S5ECoDRFPwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VWy3O5M-Ag8/s1600-h/IMG_013230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445136311562616578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S5ECoDRFPwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VWy3O5M-Ag8/s320/IMG_013230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;hello all, gosh.. i was damn tired to even post something at my blog. but i just felt like doing it today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;oh yeah, just now after school. I was walking with all my friend. and suddenly got this 2 boy keep looking at me and one of them keep pointing towards me. and say " oh, this one? this one?" oh gosh, they got any problem with me or what?&lt;br /&gt;it was so obvious that they stared at me and the pointing finger was like totally infront of me.. craziness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and, shit! afiqah's wallet is with me.. tomorrow she going to come to my house and take it. haaiyyoooo.. so leceh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;just now went to watch floorball match. it was damn fun with the cheering, shouting, banging.. having fun with sakinah, khaniza, hazirah, Naim and Shapek.. woolalaaaa~ so fun! one of the part, hazirah was paisey and she lie down on me? haha.. awesome. very the sekeping. it would be better with zahira and pika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sakinah lent me her dvd santau.. damn it. scary for me. and my mum's became the victim. cause whenever im scared of something. i really need to grab someone's hand.. THANKS MAMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ah daaamn, fatin bestie! SARANGHAE.. keep smsing with me ya.. or i will miss you! :D&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/8045728288429967593-5395659112848678883?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5395659112848678883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5395659112848678883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5395659112848678883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5395659112848678883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-all-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S5ECoDRFPwI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VWy3O5M-Ag8/s72-c/IMG_013230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8438442132346859481</id><published>2010-02-20T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:04:20.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4DoFwC1q7I/AAAAAAAAA7A/I3qeFAUkC8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4DoFwC1q7I/AAAAAAAAA7A/I3qeFAUkC8Y/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440603535357356978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS LADY THE MOST! muuacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8438442132346859481?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8438442132346859481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8438442132346859481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8438442132346859481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8438442132346859481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-this-lady-most-muuacks.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4DoFwC1q7I/AAAAAAAAA7A/I3qeFAUkC8Y/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1217012891363833258</id><published>2010-02-20T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:58:16.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4Dm0ZnIqNI/AAAAAAAAA64/zfB8W2g0T8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4Dm0ZnIqNI/AAAAAAAAA64/zfB8W2g0T8Q/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440602137766176978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS! the &lt;strong&gt;6 idiot friends &lt;/strong&gt;(including me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- nazz, nana, zahi, niza, zia, afiq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my BESTIE- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fatin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sisters- &lt;em&gt;beelah, horeah, fatin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-1217012891363833258?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1217012891363833258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1217012891363833258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1217012891363833258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1217012891363833258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-friends-6-idiot-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S4Dm0ZnIqNI/AAAAAAAAA64/zfB8W2g0T8Q/s72-c/IMG_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-582300042461161801</id><published>2010-01-22T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:28:44.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mZGh6WXnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/iBvax1Ux5zI/s1600-h/20161_1301727096735_1037164030_30964307_8356186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429539163233214066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mZGh6WXnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/iBvax1Ux5zI/s400/20161_1301727096735_1037164030_30964307_8356186_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss this cutie friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;SARANGHAE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mY9T_1hpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/QeVsLKgCjZI/s1600-h/20161_1301727136736_1037164030_30964308_5047954_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429539004879308434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mY9T_1hpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/QeVsLKgCjZI/s400/20161_1301727136736_1037164030_30964308_5047954_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8045728288429967593-582300042461161801?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/582300042461161801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=582300042461161801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/582300042461161801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/582300042461161801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-this-cutie-friend-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mZGh6WXnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/iBvax1Ux5zI/s72-c/20161_1301727096735_1037164030_30964307_8356186_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1007608509717952029</id><published>2010-01-22T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:21:06.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429534251332302498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mUonp6dqI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XhoNF643vvo/s400/20161_1307528721772_1037164030_30982007_2084687_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the most experienced scientist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, cut all that nonsense. its too cool already. oh yeah, i just won something that have no present but experince. i kissed nazz! YAY! haha.. actually, not me alone. but with khaniza.. serve you right Nazzeera :P wanna know why i damn happy? cause of all 6 of us (niza, nazz, saki, zahi and pika), nazz the one that really hates the word "kissing" *you know what i mean* and yeah we did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then the dont know what day, i get to kiss sakinah.. haha her turn :P but her cheek really sponge. actually, the kiss was the accidentally kiss. i was acting to kiss her, my plan was just to make her panic. so she was like move so harshly and BOOM! her stupid cheek reach my lips. ahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then zahira's turn, for saying the bad word "musibah hey" *our language* so i chase her till outside class. hold her damn tight. and khaniza kissed her! so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;afiqah and khaniza are the coolest. cause i always kiss them. not like those 3 clown. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah, we may sound lesbian. but we arent. its called friendship. and all of us have interest in boys.. DUH! hahahaahahahahaa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-1007608509717952029?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1007608509717952029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1007608509717952029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1007608509717952029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/1007608509717952029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/most-experienced-scientist.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S1mUonp6dqI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/XhoNF643vvo/s72-c/20161_1307528721772_1037164030_30982007_2084687_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2368618417985610054</id><published>2010-01-16T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T06:16:42.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at 10:12 pm..&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with this 3 kanasai friend.. peter, kaihue, ashley..&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE REALLY FULL OF CRAP AND LAMENESS&lt;br /&gt;never knew that Ashley was quite violent with his words. lol! awesome.&lt;br /&gt;he's my "lover" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;this awesomeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly talk about 3 in 1? haha i dont understand that part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2368618417985610054?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2368618417985610054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2368618417985610054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2368618417985610054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2368618417985610054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-1012-pm.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2297151989781087091</id><published>2010-01-16T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T05:52:23.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, freako..&lt;br /&gt;SEE LA! why you post that! now that aunty go and follow you.&lt;br /&gt;we going to die sia.. HOW!????&lt;br /&gt;you want to head bang also no use.. SEE LAA YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!&lt;br /&gt;eh go and do head banging till your head bleed and show me the photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, lets just keep our mouth shut ya freako..&lt;br /&gt;i promise. you better promise too FI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hot news :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE GOING TO DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOGETHER LA FREAKO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2297151989781087091?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2297151989781087091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2297151989781087091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2297151989781087091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2297151989781087091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-freako.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4604503169117641271</id><published>2010-01-16T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T05:45:15.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;recently i had a nice chatting with this moron "bestfriend" of mine named Peter.. he's full of lamenest.. talk about my crushes since sec 1 till now and talk about his too. it was really awesome to know some of his secret. haha... and then, added another weirdo kind of friend.. Kai Hui.. and another funny kind of friend named justina.. we kept talking during geography time. it was damn HOTTY topic. i love it. mini cooper? HAHA okaaay lame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about sec 1 guy.. a guy that i met in the bus.. he have a ugly face.. a DAMN FCUKING UGLY FACE and A VERY DAMN FCUKING ATTITUDE. i really hate that kind of person.. this was what happen..&lt;br /&gt;He keep disturbing his friend for being a cry baby. so he scold all the nonsense something like this "&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you no dick la, you go and cut&lt;/span&gt;" blablabla. i dont wish to continue the dirty words of his.. i wonder what his parents been teaching him? or his parents behave the same way as what i saw.. damn it. who can tolerate that kind of person? NONE! his parents? maybe. his friends? maybe the stupids one.&lt;br /&gt;I just kept quiet and listen whatever he said. but i cant take it with his fcuking face and his freaking annoying immature voice. and i just said "hey, are you a muslim?" he nod. "if you are, can you keep quiet and dont say anyhow?" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i said in malay, dont really know how to translate. sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and yeah, he still with his fcuking attitude but with a lower volume..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! damn it, a sec 1 boy behaving like that. and have a same religious as me? isnt that embrassing. no wonder, nowadays many people hate muslim. about riots, war blablabla.. but i know in this world everyone have their own religion and we must respect one another. and i'm as a muslim. im proud to be one but disappointed with minority. the because of the minority, people hate us :( just hope they could see the postive side of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4604503169117641271?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4604503169117641271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4604503169117641271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4604503169117641271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4604503169117641271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/recently-i-had-nice-chatting-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8013661357273609612</id><published>2010-01-11T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:24:16.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S0rt94EIO9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/KaTPjvrf934/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425410348398689234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S0rt94EIO9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/KaTPjvrf934/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I WANT TO BE A HAIR DRESSER or or or OWN A SALON SHOP..!&lt;br /&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/8045728288429967593-8013661357273609612?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8013661357273609612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8013661357273609612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8013661357273609612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8013661357273609612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-be-hair-dresser-or-or-or-own.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/S0rt94EIO9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/KaTPjvrf934/s72-c/IMG_0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8575185851681712244</id><published>2010-01-10T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:27:35.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE are so CUTE !! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! i dont know what to post.. argh! this is freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;oh lets talk about TP..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. of all things.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. went to TP last thursday with my classmates and 4A2..&lt;br /&gt;it was damn damn damn boring.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things changed when syakirah and I went there on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i accompanied her there.. we was very hyper. hmmm i mean she. haha&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. "must i be hyper?" LOL! and&lt;br /&gt;syakirah said that "i just realize when you wear tudung you were not hyper but when you wearing your school Uni you damn hyper."&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm~ haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. we kept strolling around the TP. Syakirah kept showing handsome/cute guy around us. and sadfully, i cant really see clearly cause im not wearing my spec. :(&lt;br /&gt;and she was  like "aargh! you should see them. they so cute/handsome."&lt;br /&gt;i kept laughing seeing her eager-ness.. haha,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we went to the toilet. i take out my spec from them bag. and i saw "everything".. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met this tour guy. his name is Alvin.&lt;br /&gt;how we meet? thanks to syakirah. she asked for a balloon from this 1 guy and alvin was beside that guy. so, alvin kept talking to her about TP i guess..&lt;br /&gt;and so ya, he became our tour guide. haha! he's from chai chee and we talk about chai chee merging with bedok town for a few minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this 1 hyper girl. her name is hidayah.. DAMN DAMN DAMN hyper.. hahaha.. serious.&lt;br /&gt;found her facebook and added her in MSN.. heheheheeeee~ yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! I DID IT! at last i get to post SOMETHING.. better than nothing. haha.. bye all take care.. loveya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8575185851681712244?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8575185851681712244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8575185851681712244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8575185851681712244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8575185851681712244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-are-so-cute-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-3338030804864657180</id><published>2009-12-23T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:43:44.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTHER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know what to update la...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eh! fulfill my wish!&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/8045728288429967593-3338030804864657180?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3338030804864657180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=3338030804864657180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3338030804864657180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3338030804864657180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/12/esther-i-dont-know-what-to-update-la.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8447681480708235857</id><published>2009-12-03T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:32:56.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps.. muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;its been a "quite" long time since i've updated my blog... *is my english that sucks? haha*&lt;br /&gt;sooo whatever la. hmmm. as you can see im really into korean band, ss501 and U-kiss..&lt;br /&gt;okay ziana shut up. stop talking about them.. so disappointing in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. today as per normal wake up.. bath, tidy up my room, sweep my whole house floor, help mum in the kitchen. AND off to computer. hmm... nowadays, i always sms with BEGUM! yeah! both of us are married. her husband name is Mr togo and mine Mr hyung(kim hyung joon).. haha&lt;br /&gt;i have 4 sons. while she having (in her stomach)&lt;br /&gt;yeeeaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! one more thing. i wonder why my shoulder havent recovered... since july till now.. around 5-6 month? gosh! damn.. always cry in pain.. irritating shoulder. but i still love my shoulder laaaa.. and nooow.. my wrist is hurting. i was holding my spoon to scoop soup and it drop by itself.. coz i cant really move my hand and finger... GOSH! what happen with my shoulder, elbow, wrist, hand, finger.. ARGGH! and all of it happen at my right hand.. my precious hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh hand please dont make trouble for meee.. darliing hand.. haha... okaaay bye..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8447681480708235857?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8447681480708235857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8447681480708235857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8447681480708235857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8447681480708235857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6927443433322985092</id><published>2009-11-23T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T04:49:39.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwqCkHKAtGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/OXci_XuxtQ4/s1600/u-kiss_20080829_seoulbeats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407277859519640674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwqCkHKAtGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/OXci_XuxtQ4/s320/u-kiss_20080829_seoulbeats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; U-kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;members:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander (알렉산더)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: July 29, 1988 (1988-07-29) (age 21)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo Hyun (수현)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: March 11, 1989 (1989-03-11) (age 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ki Bum (기범)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: December 29, 1990 (1990-12-29) (age 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Ki Sub (기섭)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: January 17, 1991 (1991-01-17) (age 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli (일라이)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: March 13, 1991 (1991-03-13) (age 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin (케빈)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: November 25, 1991 (1991-11-25) (age 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dong Ho (동호)&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: June 29, 1994 (1994-06-29) (age 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwqCPGG8s-I/AAAAAAAAA54/hEfTnuYeaZw/s1600/ss501vol1cdcovernh8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407277498461107170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwqCPGG8s-I/AAAAAAAAA54/hEfTnuYeaZw/s320/ss501vol1cdcovernh8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SS5O1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;members:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim hyun joong(김현중)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;June 6, 1986 (1986-06-06) (age 23)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heo young saeng(허영생)&lt;br /&gt;November 3, 1986 (1986-11-03) (age 23)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim kyu jong(김규종)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;February 24, 1987 (1987-02-24) (age 22)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park jung min(박정민)&lt;br /&gt;April 3, 1987 (1987-04-03) (age 22)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim hyung joon!!!! (김형준)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;August 3, 1987 (1987-08-03) (age 22)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6927443433322985092?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6927443433322985092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6927443433322985092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6927443433322985092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6927443433322985092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/11/u-kiss-members-alexander-birth-date.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwqCkHKAtGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/OXci_XuxtQ4/s72-c/u-kiss_20080829_seoulbeats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2062286463770827995</id><published>2009-11-16T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:35:05.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;for my friend &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;QUEENIE&lt;/span&gt;.. here it goes &lt;strong&gt;DBSK..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwI1i4SENQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/E0mOw0ot-oQ/s1600/dbsk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404941376137999618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwI1i4SENQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/E0mOw0ot-oQ/s320/dbsk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MY PRETTY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ESTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! today is 17 november.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY TO YOU yaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;may your bloody wish comes true.. haha and stay alive! and be crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2062286463770827995?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2062286463770827995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2062286463770827995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2062286463770827995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2062286463770827995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-my-friend-queenie.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SwI1i4SENQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/E0mOw0ot-oQ/s72-c/dbsk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4888770233711764185</id><published>2009-11-13T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:09:56.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwiJa7SI/AAAAAAAAA5o/TPKfFAfB9kw/s1600-h/shinee..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403867387853991202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwiJa7SI/AAAAAAAAA5o/TPKfFAfB9kw/s320/shinee..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;shinee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwerS7MI/AAAAAAAAA5g/TAEENlmxgGQ/s1600-h/1475057176_e2d5dc9c15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403867386922331330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwerS7MI/AAAAAAAAA5g/TAEENlmxgGQ/s320/1475057176_e2d5dc9c15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;super junior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwDkExkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/zV9TvOqXqR8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403867379644286530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwDkExkI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/zV9TvOqXqR8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY FAVOURITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ss501&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kSfM_jpI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/SHyfvKatmWo/s1600-h/1475057176_e2d5dc9c15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kSEctl3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/-E3xjYS0rhw/s1600-h/shinee..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kRw2lxwI/AAAAAAAAA5A/4wFzc4FnYzU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4888770233711764185?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4888770233711764185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4888770233711764185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4888770233711764185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4888770233711764185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/11/shinee-super-junior-my-favourite-ss501.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/Sv5kwiJa7SI/AAAAAAAAA5o/TPKfFAfB9kw/s72-c/shinee..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2648909965303803851</id><published>2009-11-13T05:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T05:09:00.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile i update this blog eh?&lt;br /&gt;yeeaaa~ i just dont know what to post here..&lt;br /&gt;want to share my sadness with you NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY CAMERA.. :( seriously, its really sucks..&lt;br /&gt;it just that my family is not THAT rich and i just lost a expensive things?&lt;br /&gt;what wrong with me, man?&lt;br /&gt;its really really sucks. and i cant save money now cause now is school hols&lt;br /&gt;no pocket money.. GOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;my whole family disappointed with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyone can buy for me camera?? or share money with me? hahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;as if you guys damn rich like president.. LOL.. okaaay&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeeeeee&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/8045728288429967593-2648909965303803851?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2648909965303803851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2648909965303803851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2648909965303803851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2648909965303803851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow-its-been-awhile-i-update-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2694553348665037760</id><published>2009-10-26T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:22:47.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to my BUBBLE GUM&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sakinah)&lt;/span&gt; sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh aku maha sot...&lt;br /&gt;you seriously make me feel want to chew you now...&lt;br /&gt;bubble gum with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flavour... woolala~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2694553348665037760?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2694553348665037760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2694553348665037760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2694553348665037760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2694553348665037760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-my-bubble-gum-sakinah-sayang-oh-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-358454433117729856</id><published>2009-10-25T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:22:38.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUxWk0qBJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/J1fkQUZfcp0/s1600-h/P1050200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396773992384824466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUxWk0qBJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/J1fkQUZfcp0/s200/P1050200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OVER JOY LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUwvRVRFiI/AAAAAAAAA4g/AcB-XXGiFBE/s1600-h/P1040919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUwSjm5LBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/TQyF3zAOgp0/s1600-h/P1050885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396772823827557394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUwSjm5LBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/TQyF3zAOgp0/s320/P1050885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; dont be sad.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha! liverpool won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;great new... ya VERY VERY GREAT NEWS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LIVERPOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WON THE MAAAAAAAAAAAATCH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE?? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LIIIIVEEEEEERPOOOOOOOOOL&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! WOOHOOOOOOOO~~!&lt;br /&gt;to all&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Man U&lt;/span&gt; fans.. SEE!!! dont be action.. hahaha! joking! dont be sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya.. to all my cousin that love man U esp my own brother.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEE! LIVERPOOL PROVE YOU GUYS WRONG! they can do it dah!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry ya.. *winkwink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-358454433117729856?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/358454433117729856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=358454433117729856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/358454433117729856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/358454433117729856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-joy-la.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/SuUxWk0qBJI/AAAAAAAAA4o/J1fkQUZfcp0/s72-c/P1050200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4794218751961226670</id><published>2009-10-12T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:43:47.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StvuZ6E_xEI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/fTTZ-o7e3O0/s1600-h/lkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394167107560653890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StvuZ6E_xEI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/fTTZ-o7e3O0/s320/lkl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQEo3RxI1I/AAAAAAAAA3g/4w2JjfhUAaE/s1600-h/P1050325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391939753949078354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQEo3RxI1I/AAAAAAAAA3g/4w2JjfhUAaE/s320/P1050325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQEoQqDg5I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_H-own-DcTw/s1600-h/P1050326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391939743581963154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQEoQqDg5I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_H-own-DcTw/s320/P1050326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQEn9j5SRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/4X2wdY2mqz4/s1600-h/P1050534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391939738455853330" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-4794218751961226670?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4794218751961226670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4794218751961226670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4794218751961226670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4794218751961226670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StvuZ6E_xEI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/fTTZ-o7e3O0/s72-c/lkl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8327990162915445315</id><published>2009-10-12T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:22:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;cousin hari raya day out! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391935159464446034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQAdbfRSFI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CVFrE_SoOlM/s320/P1050395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_fMrfvPI/AAAAAAAAA24/MiNlwbHKNbE/s1600-h/P1050420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391934090337303794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_fMrfvPI/AAAAAAAAA24/MiNlwbHKNbE/s320/P1050420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_emWBT1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/ERrnfIHbscc/s1600-h/P1050396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391934080046681938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_emWBT1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/ERrnfIHbscc/s320/P1050396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_eeg_dzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4xcc7m0bmqA/s1600-h/P1050393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391934077945214770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_eeg_dzI/AAAAAAAAA2o/4xcc7m0bmqA/s320/P1050393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_dgFPMRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hPzwjIoT0Kc/s1600-h/P1050401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391934061185806610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_dgFPMRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hPzwjIoT0Kc/s320/P1050401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_dBaK7PI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Iv-ENbghIVo/s1600-h/P1050392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391934052952108274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP_dBaK7PI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Iv-ENbghIVo/s320/P1050392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-8327990162915445315?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8327990162915445315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8327990162915445315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8327990162915445315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8327990162915445315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/cousin-hari-raya-day-out-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StQAdbfRSFI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CVFrE_SoOlM/s72-c/P1050395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8013713334034373578</id><published>2009-10-12T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T05:25:15.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the mixed day out.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK LA.. not bad, it would be more fun everyone get to follow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393914179506956434" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP6HPQDKuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/6FKCnDXG02k/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-8013713334034373578?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8013713334034373578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8013713334034373578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8013713334034373578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8013713334034373578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/mixed-day-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StsIXjp0aJI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7gpYGjukX7Q/s72-c/untitled6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4961407931718673344</id><published>2009-10-12T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:09:56.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIRLS HARI RAYA OUTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its was EXPLENDID! 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StP3gul0DqI/AAAAAAAAAz4/jFU2NiQB4oA/s320/P1050436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8045728288429967593-4961407931718673344?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4961407931718673344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4961407931718673344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4961407931718673344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4961407931718673344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-hari-raya-outing-its-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ycCcM5temc/StVOtorkwzI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ntkN9eU4P84/s72-c/P1050458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4707188427408537759</id><published>2009-09-15T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:37:06.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>continue-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotdog and Nugget went to get Maggi that look really scared. Maggi still... standing like a statue there. her mind was blank, totally blank. She dont know, why the hell was her life being like this? did she make a wrong mistake by liking him? maybe, but she cant help it. the feelings come by itself. no one can neither stop nor start it.&lt;br /&gt;Noodle look at Maggi. With frustration-expression but disappointed in the heart. Why cant Maggi just gave him a chance. just one more chance, not more he would be the happiest guy but sadfully, Maggi dont want to. Maggi was going to open her mouth and say that she will give Noodle 1 more chance to show how much she loves her. but when she just open her mouth.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok, if that what you want Maggi, I will take you as my bestfriend then." said Noodle, " but remember, 1 day dont ever say you regret."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi felt like there was a big stone hitting her in the heart, she stare at Noodle. She dont know how she felt now, happy? sad? nothing? she just dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Noodle went away from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mag, are you ok?" asked fishcake and fishball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggi nodded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" are you happy?" asked nugget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha, of course im ok with it. i take him as a bestfriend only. get it? not more" lied Maggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hope you not lying. ok lets go home." Hotdog hold Maggi's shoulder as if she can give her strength by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the 5 of them went back to the block together. reached there Noodle was on the way to go home. he looks again at Maggi. his heart really ache, its really hurt. Maggi never even once glance at him. he was waiting for her eye to at least look at him even a second. but it was wasting time. he went off from there.&lt;br /&gt;when he turn his back, Maggi turn her head. She look at Noodle with sad-expression. she wont tell anyone that she still like Noodle. that was a promise. She will only tell if its really needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH of them, felt sad. BOTH of their heart hurt but dont want to tell anyone about it. BOTH of the feel like crying but they care more about their ego. and so it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4707188427408537759?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4707188427408537759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4707188427408537759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4707188427408537759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4707188427408537759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/pssst-give-me-time-to-think-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8132090592070188734</id><published>2009-09-14T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:32:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>continue-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"happy? no one can see us now." thats what Noodle said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi look around her, no one was there. she have no reason to run away from the guy she love that have become crazy now. she's sweating although the weather was not hot but breeze-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" come on Odle. please. you are making crazy! just let me go from here. lets just be friend. bestfriend. its better to have friendship than relationship. I dont want if our relationship not long we will be enemy. but if friendship, even after fighting or what so ever. we will still be friend!"&lt;br /&gt;mag said while looking at odle face, and continue saying&lt;br /&gt;"moreover, i dont like you anymore." this time looking at some where else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" dont like me? then, look direct in my eye. and say you dont like me, 3 time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi motionless. She plan to run away from there. Noodle turn his body around. and Maggi try to run away from there as fast as possible. but dont know how come Odle so wise today, he saw Mag's movement. mag just run about 4 step, Odle grab Mag's shoulder, pull her towards the wall, roughly and nearer his face to Maggi's face. Maggi close her eyes. she was to scared, in her life, living for 19 years in the world. this was the first time a guy was that close with her, other than her father.&lt;br /&gt;They can hear each other breath. it was too near, too near that they can feel their own breath mixing together in the air. Mag's eye was still close, Noodle was smiling. He dont know why. but he just feel like kissing Maggi's lips. he come nearer to Maggi. Now they can feel each other temperature, even they are not hugging, even their body doesnt touch each other but it was warm enough to make the cold weather comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Maggi collect all her strength to open her eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pleaseee Noodle.. dont be like this." facing the other side so that noodle can only see her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wont move a single inchi, if you dont look at me and say that you dont like me 3 times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi feel like going to her closefriend, nugget and hotdog and hug them. tell how stress and scared she is in this condition. but she cant. Noodle was too close with her. if she just make 1 cm. move, just one cm... something like kissing will happen. and she dont want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Again, for the second time, she cry because of scared.. scared of her own bestfriend did something bad to her. her bestfriend, Noodle. that always make her happy when she was crying.  that cheer her up, that comfort her well enough.&lt;br /&gt;But now, she cry because of him. she feel like as if she was the cry baby. but she cant take it! her tears is the same as her fear.&lt;br /&gt;Noodle saw a drop of water come out from her eye.. her beautiful eye. the eyes that make him want to look at it everyday. the eye that make him hyper. the eye that make him feel like missing someone everyday.&lt;br /&gt;He let go off maggi. "sorry" the only word he can say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggi open her eye.. " come on noodle.. i dont think you love me. i know you love macaroni very much. the girl you wait for 1 month. but was rejected 5 days ago. i know you sad about it. you stress about it but you can share with me, your problem. i will be by your side, as a friend. bestfriend.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodle cant take it. he scream as loud as possible. Maggi was shocked. half of their member came-fishball, fishcake, hotdog, nugget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whats happening??" asked 4 of them in one shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED&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;by ZIANA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8132090592070188734?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8132090592070188734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8132090592070188734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8132090592070188734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8132090592070188734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/continue-ing-happy-no-one-can-see-us.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6606207924850413634</id><published>2009-09-13T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:10:02.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>continue-ing from the previous post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag stare down the floor, tears roll down... one drop after another.&lt;br /&gt;Noodle still doesnt realize it. He still grabbing Mag's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please let go of my hand.... its painful....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodle quickly let go of her hand. He just realized his roughness and disappointed with himself. 2 of Mag and Odle members fishball and fishcake ran towards them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GUYS! WHATS HAPPENING HERE!? come on!! dont be weirdo, can? get it? haish! Noodle! come on! Maggi is a girl! be more soft to her can?" shouted Fishball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodle glance at Maggi. He felt that he had made the biggest mistake by making Maggi cry.  But he can't do anything right now, left with regrets....&lt;br /&gt;four of them went back at the void deck. Other of the members just watch them and kept quiet. All of them.. ALL, knows that Noodle like or can say love Maggi. but they dont want to get involve in their personal problem. let mag and odle solve by themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when four of them reached the void deck. Maggi was the first one to take her bag and going to leave the place. her feelings- sad, disappointed, hatred, angry and many more towards Noodle. but she was too late, Noodle grab her hand again, but softer this time.&lt;br /&gt;Maggi still looking somewhere else not Noodle's handsome face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now Mag, tell me. is there any love for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi still kept quiet. yup, there is love for Noodle. But she still thinks that Odle doesnt really love her. She dont want to hurt her feeling, her own feelings. and so she lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, let me go. i want to go home." Mag answer the question without looking at Odle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"look at me, and say, no you dont love me. 3 times. then I let you go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggi try to pull her hand. sadfully, Noodle grab her hand tighter.&lt;br /&gt;with her fullest strength she try to pull her hand again. But who is she? she's just a girl. even if she's strong. Odle will be stronger as a boy. Noodle grab both of Maggi's hand. Maggi gave up. she's tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please... let me go! pleasee. our members are looking at us. dont you feel ashame?" begged maggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, if you feel shameful. lets go behind there so no one can see us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO! i dont want. i want to go home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without any care with Maggi's shouting. Noodle pull maggi hand and go at the back of the blok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COPYRIGHTED! ziana!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6606207924850413634?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6606207924850413634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6606207924850413634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6606207924850413634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6606207924850413634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/continue-ing-from-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5553078547405622562</id><published>2009-09-12T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:10:43.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this was what happen.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Maggi&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Noodle&lt;/span&gt;... kind of a lot. But &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mag&lt;/span&gt; take it this as a immature love.&lt;br /&gt;they are still young, in addition &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;odle&lt;/span&gt; likes someone else.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, at first &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mag &lt;/span&gt;felt sad about it, but its not so bad right?&lt;br /&gt;but after 1 month waiting for the girl &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;odle&lt;/span&gt; loved, he was rejected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, as per normal, members slacking under the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Odle&lt;/span&gt; came to &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mag&lt;/span&gt; and ask her to follow him to the blok infront.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mag&lt;/span&gt; agreed.&lt;br /&gt;they were sitting next to each other, but Mag seat a meter away from Odle.&lt;br /&gt;Odle felt irritated because when he try to seat right next to Mag, she will move a meter away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Mag, why you keeping a distance away from me? Am I a monster? It wont harm sitting next to me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag just kept quiet, she feel awkward, she had tried to forget about him and take him as a bestfriend and not more. it will only hurt her feeling if she kept thinking about liking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"eeer.. hehe.. sorry. why you ask me to come here? anything you need help? or you want to share secret with me and release your stress out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Do you think i will always find you to only talk about my problem?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, Mag kept quiet. she's speechless. she dont know what to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" i still remember the day all of our members chatting with each other..and they ask you a question and answer it truly and you said you like me. do you really mean it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"eeerrr.. why you asking me this? lets talk about different thing. like ap..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odle knows Mag trying to change the topic. But he dont want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Im asking you a question mag!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag feel like fainting. she dont know. why the hell he asking her that question.&lt;br /&gt;she feel like running away from him. she felt like its was in the HELL!&lt;br /&gt;Mag nodded her head, yup.. she likes him dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"then if i like you, would you be my girl?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"i ask you this Odle. do you ask me for stead because of sympathy or love??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silenceeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;" is it because after you waited her for a month and she rejected you 5 days ago so you come to me? do you think Im a doll or what? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"NO! DONT SAY THAT KIND OF STUFF!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odle shouted. He dont know what to say. but the fact is, he really loves Maggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"then? If five day ago she accepted you. Will you break with her up? and appear to me and ask me for stead?" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Odle kept quiet and Mag felt like she's being treated just like a doll&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"THE ANSWER IS NO RIGHT? so lets just be friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag was trying to get away from Odle.. while she's walking away from him without turning, Odle grab her hand and leans her against the wall. All their members saw whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;Mag was scared, she never see Odle being that rough towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"MAG! i love you! get it? I LOVE YOU!"&lt;/span&gt; still grabbing Mag's hand.&lt;br /&gt;Mag's face was red because of fear and her hand is too pain.&lt;br /&gt;Odle grabbed her too hard, but still Odle never notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"please Odle let go of my hand.. its too pain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;" I wont! is there still love for me in your heart?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag kept quiet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;copy righted by ZIANA! &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;TO BE CONTINUED! got to go ! BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5553078547405622562?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5553078547405622562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5553078547405622562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5553078547405622562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5553078547405622562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-was-what-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-807209143332762371</id><published>2009-09-06T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:51:47.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoooooop~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/mike" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5570_1183211510297_1528524738_49-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/5570_1183211510297_1528524738_49-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday chatted with syed abdullah aka zack..&lt;br /&gt;wow! it was awesome la..&lt;br /&gt;Dina join us too.. he talk with syed on the phone..&lt;br /&gt;and syed send the message to me using microphone..&lt;br /&gt;and so i heard his voice la..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.. i need to shut down the computer,&lt;br /&gt;so, I continue sms-ing with him then..&lt;br /&gt;not him alone with dina too.. awesome..&lt;br /&gt;but then, dina need to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;so i sleep too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;SYED! if you love my friend a lot.. dont give up easily!&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/8045728288429967593-807209143332762371?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/807209143332762371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=807209143332762371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/807209143332762371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/807209143332762371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoooooop-yesterday-chatted-with-syed.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5842870325376675741</id><published>2009-09-06T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:55:08.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/mike" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s185/kin1110_1110/mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/mike" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w83/xSYDNiEE/mike%20he%20and%20rainie/e7194ca0b228e0_main.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaah! MIKE HE so cute! ok since sec 1 i admire him.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start blogging..&lt;br /&gt;on friday my cousins, 2 family came to break fast at my house..&lt;br /&gt;so blablabla.. I talk with my mom about dieting.. haha&lt;br /&gt;then after terawih all...&lt;br /&gt;as per normal.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me, syakirah, fadhli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lepak at my brother's room..&lt;br /&gt;then fadhli start asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"ziana, do you want to be slim?? you can, you know.. do sit up everyday and jog for about 30 min"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" of coz i want to be slim.. okok set later i slim down"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"yeah! if you slim, you will be slimmer than syakirah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" haha.. eh why you want me to be slim? you want to stead with me ah? haha"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*smile*"lame.. be slim and.. and..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"and nice skin ah? im black so i want to be lighter ah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"why? no need la.. pretty already.. and dark skin is ok what.. let it be, nice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"haha. waaaah~ so if im slim and pretty.. you want to stead with me? we cannot, you know!.. we are cousin.. :("&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us laugh.. and he continue smiling.. haha&lt;br /&gt;aaawww so sweet of my cousin, fadhli.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5842870325376675741?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5842870325376675741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5842870325376675741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5842870325376675741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5842870325376675741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/waaah-mike-he-so-cute-ok-since-sec-1-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w83/xSYDNiEE/mike%20he%20and%20rainie/th_e7194ca0b228e0_main.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4380140984018134220</id><published>2009-09-03T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:31:17.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My family used to pity him..&lt;br /&gt;we try to love him back..&lt;br /&gt;BUT what we get in return?&lt;br /&gt;all your fucker behavior?&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLE! fucker! sial!&lt;br /&gt;get it? ya.. i wont say badword over a small thing..&lt;br /&gt;and this is big&lt;br /&gt;no need to know the problem, let only my close friend knows..&lt;br /&gt;get it? ok..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.. HE IS SUCH A FUCKER musibat..&lt;br /&gt;CANT HE JUST MAKE MY FAMILY PEACE FOR THE WHOLE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;CANT HE JUST FUCK OFF FROM OUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;STUPID FUCKER!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4380140984018134220?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4380140984018134220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4380140984018134220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4380140984018134220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4380140984018134220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-family-used-to-pity-him.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8052395172516520934</id><published>2009-09-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T05:22:18.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aloha...&lt;br /&gt;on monday we celebrated teacher's day&lt;br /&gt;aawww! its was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;i seat in between nazzeera my lovely kakak and sakinah my blacklist member..&lt;br /&gt;ok nazz was "sot" with me.. macam paham..&lt;br /&gt;sakinah layan me so she too is crazy..&lt;br /&gt;then khaniza join our nonsense.. haha&lt;br /&gt;me and khaniza can be a good partner.. our voice are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;dont know why afiqah keep quiet :(&lt;br /&gt;ok then as usual, we go 532... &lt;br /&gt;talk nonsense with khaniza, afiqah, nazzeera..&lt;br /&gt;sakinah cant join us as she with her dance member..&lt;br /&gt;yeap, her dance member ask me and nazz to join.&lt;br /&gt;but we not comfortable with them..&lt;br /&gt;we are waaaay much comfortable with our own member..&lt;br /&gt;ok after talking crap... niza and pika go to their "husband" haha...&lt;br /&gt;left me and nazz alone.. sad sia like real.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;so we watch Fadhzil, Guna, Ishak play with this towel..&lt;br /&gt;hitting each other with the towel&lt;br /&gt;ok first i look at it.. doesnt look pain&lt;br /&gt;Guna hit the towel to me still not pain..&lt;br /&gt;coz i hit at my leg and im wearing thick track pants&lt;br /&gt;sekali fadhzil hit me at my back.. AAAWWW!&lt;br /&gt;luckily i wear double shirt..&lt;br /&gt;oi im a girl.. ass..&lt;br /&gt;get it? it was awesome hang out with them...&lt;br /&gt;ok blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;me and nazz went home.. it was awesome went home with nazz!&lt;br /&gt;at the mrt sakinah rang me..&lt;br /&gt;so she talk to me then pass the phone to nazz...&lt;br /&gt;and blabla..&lt;br /&gt;homecutehome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8052395172516520934?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8052395172516520934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8052395172516520934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8052395172516520934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8052395172516520934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/09/aloha.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-3368524238431074651</id><published>2009-08-29T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:05:55.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoop~&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was sick..&lt;br /&gt;at first it was okay.. like normal..&lt;br /&gt;then during physic class was the worst one!&lt;br /&gt;my voice start to become softer, cant breath properly because of nose block, headache, eye watery...&lt;br /&gt;and contact time too... damn hell...&lt;br /&gt;so bell ring and everyone can go off..&lt;br /&gt;so went off with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;sakinah, khaniza, afiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but i never say bye to them.. alamak! SORRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;they need to go ICA and make IC..&lt;br /&gt;and then i meet &lt;strong&gt;denice&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;we must take care of N.E. corner..&lt;br /&gt;our job is to search of people and play all the games there every friday..&lt;br /&gt;but instead of calling people.. we are the one who play alone..&lt;br /&gt;monopoly!! sorry denice :P you lose!!!&lt;br /&gt;i win the money more than you!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-3368524238431074651?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3368524238431074651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=3368524238431074651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3368524238431074651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3368524238431074651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoop-yesterday-i-was-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-4925018784603794137</id><published>2009-08-22T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:36:39.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6094_1116648401333_1380667036_30371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/6094_1116648401333_1380667036_30371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6094_1116648841344_1380667036_30371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/6094_1116648841344_1380667036_30371.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-4925018784603794137?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/4925018784603794137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=4925018784603794137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4925018784603794137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/4925018784603794137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/photobucket_22.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-246733358495479207</id><published>2009-08-21T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T05:15:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 158px" height="175" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/P1050178.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite awesome...&lt;br /&gt;ok after school went to the void deck again..&lt;br /&gt;went there with sakinah and nazzeera.. meet afiqah, khaniza and the guys there..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;me, sakinah, nazz, joel.. play tarzan the monkey bear, macaroni and 21..&lt;br /&gt;its awesome! joel funny sia.. nazz well done.. we make a nice move..&lt;br /&gt;then me and nazz send sakinah home..&lt;br /&gt;went mac donald.. and went back below the void deck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/punch/Crazygalute/Punchtest.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/punching/chocalateicing/thPunchingBag.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i753.photobucket.com/albums/xx177/chocalateicing/thPunchingBag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then!! i learn to punch.. the right way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;guna and the other chai chee guy was like.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"haha! girl want to learn fight! funny sia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first joel teach me.. i try to punch but he keep saying "NO!", "WRONG!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he teach me the right way but i still dont understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then azizi came he teach me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yeap! i get it! first i try to punch azizi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he say ok.. now punch joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i did.. and joel said it was pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i want to try again.. he say dont want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;its very pain.. yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then azizi ask to try to do it to guna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then the chai chee guys was like.. busybody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they were standing to see i punch him.. what the hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;girl cannot fight is it?! huh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yup i try,, but im aimless.. guna so skinny... how sia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and he say not pain.. of coz la! cannot target what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-246733358495479207?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/246733358495479207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=246733358495479207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/246733358495479207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/246733358495479207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/photobucket_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-3844549985314700434</id><published>2009-08-16T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:20:28.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah~ nowadays i feel awkward but nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what Azizi advice me.. we know how to find a crying and laughing friends&lt;br /&gt;which means even if we are in trouble in sad position easy to say&lt;br /&gt;difficult situation.. they are still with us.. not only happy moment but also difficulties moment.. &lt;br /&gt;and that i want to say thanks gayatri..&lt;br /&gt;and sorry if last time i forget about you..&lt;br /&gt;im not too close with you like i do when im sec 1 and sec 2..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that time i have childish brain...&lt;br /&gt;but now.. i know.. you always close to me..&lt;br /&gt;even if im with someone else.. you always think of me and dont want to lose me..&lt;br /&gt;thanks friend!&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to make me laugh, never fail to stop me worrying about ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to SAKINAH, NAZZEERA, AFIQAH, KHANIZA &lt;br /&gt;AZIZI, HARI, FADHZIL, ZUFADHLI, JOEL&lt;br /&gt;and my sister that understand my situation&lt;br /&gt;FATIN, NABEELAH, HOREAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys be my sad and happy friend..&lt;br /&gt;amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-3844549985314700434?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/3844549985314700434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=3844549985314700434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3844549985314700434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/3844549985314700434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-nowadays-i-feel-awkward-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-7137505940286859379</id><published>2009-08-12T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T04:25:50.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom and dad used to say..&lt;br /&gt;"dont be too close with your friends"&lt;br /&gt;i asked why... and i didnt believe in what they say..&lt;br /&gt;but now its different, i believe them.. &lt;br /&gt;but why must all these happen! i seriously dont want it to happen..&lt;br /&gt;and who's want it? EVERYONE DONT WANT IT!&lt;br /&gt;see! even i write this.. i feel like crying now.. Ya Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you going to say im cry baby? weak? or what so ever..&lt;br /&gt;but im human too! me too got feelings!&lt;br /&gt;who's not sad when our great friend feel like stranger to us..&lt;br /&gt;of course im sad&lt;br /&gt;i dont want this kind of stuff to happen&lt;br /&gt;but what to do.. its a fate that Allah or god want it to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;maybe there something behind all this had happen&lt;br /&gt;who knows? but i hope it will be positive ending...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-7137505940286859379?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/7137505940286859379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=7137505940286859379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7137505940286859379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/7137505940286859379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mom-and-dad-used-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-6718193566455713780</id><published>2009-08-11T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:41:52.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was my suckish day of all.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;got some issues going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sayang NAJMU,! relax ok? control your temper.. just dont think to much... i have forgive you.. its my fault by the way.. i talk to you at the wrong time.. should let you cool down first eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear HARI,! waaaah! you ah! you want to slap a girl? i kick your round ass then you know.. haha.. ni ways get well soon.. dont play too much.. and you too.. control your temper la! buy for me drinks at the same shop next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weirdo AFIQAAH!!, haha.. thanks to cool me down and chill me up babe.. *pssst*.. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cutestuff KHANIZAA!, you're awesome.. you too cool just now.. haha! thanks for chilling me up..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my asistant SAKINAH,! woooow~ i dont know what to say about you leh.. haha.. and IM JEALOUS of you.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my irritating friend AZIZI!, you try not to be too KEPO next time ok? thanks coz chill me up when i was crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my coolest friend JOEL!, whooop~ thanks to be neutral.. and you too.. you are way too cool.. love the way you control your temper.. *salute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my judge NAZZ and watercooler AISHA!, WOW! just now at bedok CC was awesome! ass you.. make me scared like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daughter FATIN!, aiyo you!! you are free from friendship problem.. wa caya sama lu la anak! sorry tak ajak gi bedok CC tadi sis.. aiya.. next time next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tante HOREAH!, sorry sis if i never chat with you that much recently :(.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my BESTfriend GAYATRI!, you the most chill up person i ever known! just now, when im get angry.. you cool me down.. and ask me to go away from there because you dont want me to lose my temper.. at that time only you understand my feeling.. only you could chill me up the most.. only you! i can hug when im crying.. thanks for the hug.. and i will never forget that hug.. i love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE WITH EVERYONE COMMENT DAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-6718193566455713780?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/6718193566455713780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=6718193566455713780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6718193566455713780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/6718193566455713780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-my-suckish-day-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8289294248433921031</id><published>2009-08-10T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:18:43.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! i just knew that veron's birhtday is 9 of august..&lt;br /&gt;and its  national day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY SINGAPURA&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://s212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/?action=view&amp;current=03.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/zianahartpeterpan/03.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPIE BIRTHDAY MY VERON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sakinah, kau diam.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;___________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;out of sudden.. yesterday while watching 300..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i come out with this words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" how to protect my bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how will life goes on without a bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why must I need a bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why I feel lonely without a bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I start being your bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will me stop being a bestfriend? :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which position am I as a bestfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHICH PART OF MY ATTITUDE I NEED TO CHANGE TO BE YOUR BEST BESTFRIEND?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is what i say to gayatri on the phone just now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8289294248433921031?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/8289294248433921031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=8289294248433921031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8289294248433921031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/8289294248433921031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-i-just-knew-that-verons-birhtday-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-374083416208430258</id><published>2009-08-10T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:38:10.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Are you single or attached ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;single  or double? single la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you have a person you like ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; got 2.. but i love 1 the most. both not same race as me :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What is the name of your person you in love with ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST I WRITE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)If the person you in love and your mother dropped into the sea ,who will you save?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who give us first breath on earth?  MY MAMA LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Have you hug someone before ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parent? brother? friends? but no guys..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Do you love your parents ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUH!!! without them i dont know what is life..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Will you hug the want you love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parents? friends? but if a guy, after i get married..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Are you willinq to do anythinq for your boyf/girlf ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see what first.. if negative.. fuck you.. hahaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Are you jealous now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR WHAT!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Who is the last person who msq you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;subha :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Who is your clique ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know leh? what is clique at the first place?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Do you want babies in future ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH! produce more generation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you prefer MacDonald , long john silver or KFC ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFC!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Do you sniff glue ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOPE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Do you smoke ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;want me to get asthma!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)If your boyf /girlf play 2 timer behind you , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck you.. walk off.. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)If you rich , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help my parents.. do some positive stuff.. save lots of it for future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)If the love wants held your hand , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grab his hand.. till he scream.. haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)If the want you in love , reject you , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant see his face anymore! full of shame! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)What is your favourite character ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cartoon character? pucca.. haha!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Friendship or love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friendship will last forever... love, we are not too sure..so friendship!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Cookie monster or elmo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cookie monster.. so i can eat the cookie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Do you use laptop or computer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;computer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Do you like lollipop ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah! when i feel lonely, hyper and weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Do you have a diary ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah! tell my secret only me and my book..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)there an admirer and wont die heart , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;means? i dont understand?..   i die heart too? HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)If you quarrel wit your boyf / girlf ,and ask for a break up , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok lets break up.. sad for few days.. and happy back.. more boys outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Are you blur ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most of the time :C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)If you can have your hair dye , what colour do you want it to be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die die... i dont want... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Who is the last person you chatted with ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sakinah and syed..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)How many boyf / girlf have you beaten before ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont even have a boyfren :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)If you boyf / girlf do not love you anymore , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try not to love him anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)What school are you in ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Tag 10 bestie or friends to do this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Esther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt;Fatin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt;najmu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt;Sakinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt;nabeelah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;strong&gt;Aisha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;strong&gt;Syakirah (iparku)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt;sulastri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;strong&gt;kun qin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt;suhaibah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-374083416208430258?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/374083416208430258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=374083416208430258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/374083416208430258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/374083416208430258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-are-you-single-or-attached-single-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-8610322282881580047</id><published>2009-08-09T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:19:55.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;whenever i feel like crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you always be there to chill me up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;whenever Im angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you always be there to cool me down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;whenever im lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you always be there to cheer me up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;whenever im in the wrong path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you always be there to correct me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;about my dear gayatri ahai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my own feeling toward someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i thought you were closer with me than her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im wrong..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why do I think like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz you USED to be closer with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why you never tell you usual problem to me anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz you got her to tell those stuff and forget me&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why you ignore me when you with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;????????&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why you accuse me not to talk to both of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;coz you never make the way to talk to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and you make me like a LAMP POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;did i do anything wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe yes.. coz im close to the person you dont really like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why you just dont want to straightforward to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coz you dont want? and think its not important right??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wont say that you forgot me.. coz every human can choose which friend they want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe im just to sensitive... i too got ego... adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-8610322282881580047?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-1917049667540639262</id><published>2009-08-08T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:26:40.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to my beloved bestfren that understand me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/bestfriends/samsamx1000/bestfriends.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii276/samsamx1000/bestfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GAYATRI! you're the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why, whenever i feel lonely, when i feel sad&lt;br /&gt;you always rang me at the correct time!&lt;br /&gt;you really rocks my day and even life...&lt;br /&gt;you always understand how i felt...&lt;br /&gt;even if i never talk to you..&lt;br /&gt;you will make the way to make me talk to again..&lt;br /&gt;you are really me bestfriend since sec 1 i know you&lt;br /&gt;from the first day of schooling till NOW!&lt;br /&gt;and till now.. i love you.. and my love for you are growing bigger ad bigger...&lt;br /&gt;soo i really appreciate it! how i wish you have blog and could read this...&lt;br /&gt;so you know how much i love you...&lt;br /&gt;sooo... for the last time i say aik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MY LOVE FOR YOU IS GROWING HIGHER AND WIDER EVERY SINGLE DAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with full of love;&lt;br /&gt;ZIANA &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/bestfriends/pixes93/bestfriends.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i85/pixes93/bestfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-1917049667540639262?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/1917049667540639262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=1917049667540639262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO: NAJMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;najmu! MY DEAREST NAJMU NISHA!&lt;br /&gt;chill ok darling? try to FORGET ONE HUNDRED PERCENT about him...&lt;br /&gt;HE ARE JUST BEING CHILDISH BY SAYING BAD WORD TO YOU..&lt;br /&gt;he say fuck you to you??? just say FUCK YOU BACK...&lt;br /&gt;even if they are my close friend to me..&lt;br /&gt;sadfully, you are just lucky cause you are closer friend to me dear!&lt;br /&gt;they are such an ASS... NO BRAIN! thats what i can say!&lt;br /&gt;but im sorry.. coz i cant say fuck or scold to them..&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont want my friendship with them to break apart too..&lt;br /&gt;but i still love you more than i love them...&lt;br /&gt;i think they thought you the type like to fight..&lt;br /&gt;coz you USED to be minah...&lt;br /&gt;but now you the type that hate to fight!&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you this a najmu!..&lt;br /&gt;once people started it ... just fight back.. GIVE NO FACE!&lt;br /&gt;and thats what you told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember those day.. the "straightforward confession day"&lt;br /&gt;one of him.. *wont write the name*&lt;br /&gt;call you sundal... seriously i feel like punching HIS BLOODY FACE..&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. before that, i fight with him during the sms&lt;br /&gt;and that day i was just friends with him back&lt;br /&gt;AND ON THAT DAY HE CALL YOU SUNDAL!?&lt;br /&gt;nisha! i know how you feel...&lt;br /&gt;coz when he said THAT WORD, its really have the impact on me...&lt;br /&gt;he's my friend..&lt;br /&gt;but i will try my best not to be close with him anymore..&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: MY SISTERZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak!&lt;br /&gt;now im close with sakinah, nazz, khaniza, pika...&lt;br /&gt;i love that.. but i dont know, how come i feel that..&lt;br /&gt;i betrayed my horeah, fatin, nabeelah..&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS! they never say that to me.. but i know that quite sad..&lt;br /&gt;SORRY SIS! i will try my best to divide my time with you all!&lt;br /&gt;whooooop~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-9207948954992125600?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/9207948954992125600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=9207948954992125600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9207948954992125600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/9207948954992125600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-najmu-najmu-my-dearest-najmu-nisha.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-2401658399819349985</id><published>2009-08-07T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:16:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;having fun today!&lt;br /&gt;went to najmu house at first to change my shirt.. &lt;br /&gt;red shirt, black jeans, beach tudung...&lt;br /&gt;then went sakinah house.. woohoo! make like y own house..&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;meet NAJMU, SAKINAH, JOVITA, GAYATRI, NIRO&lt;br /&gt;gayatri belanja us KFC at downtown, i just add $2... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! so in the KFC.. we make soo much noise by laughing.. ass sia..&lt;br /&gt;its really awesome.. ohyeah! sakinah wear for me eyeliner nicely&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to her.. like shit.. HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;so went eHub bought gayatri a birthday present.. &lt;br /&gt;she likes it.. coz she choose it..i just pay it.. get it?&lt;br /&gt; so blablabla.. nothing to do.. gayatri and nira went home&lt;br /&gt;me, jo, najmu, sakinah went to nazzeera's house..&lt;br /&gt;make like my own house there..&lt;br /&gt;blablabla talk a lot, laugh a lot&lt;br /&gt;so went home.. done!&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. fatin, horeah, zahira, beelah not with us leh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-2401658399819349985?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/2401658399819349985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=2401658399819349985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2401658399819349985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/2401658399819349985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/08/wooooooo-having-fun-today-went-to-najmu.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045728288429967593.post-5862884369529724455</id><published>2009-07-29T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:12:56.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NISHA!!&lt;br /&gt;cheer up, ok??!&lt;br /&gt;ohya.. for your bloghopper&lt;br /&gt;whoever is puneh..&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!! F*CK OFF FROM HER BLOG la sey...&lt;br /&gt;NO LIFE, HOPELESS, ASSHOLE&lt;br /&gt;seriously! dont make her feel worst can?&lt;br /&gt;you got NO FEELING or what? &lt;br /&gt;or prefer to asked ARE YOU HUMAN THAT HAVE NO FEELING?!&lt;br /&gt;if you are.. i sad to hear..&lt;br /&gt;if you dont.. why dont you give her a couraging sentence rather than opposite?..&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO SAID ALL THE BADWORDS TO HER!&lt;br /&gt;imagine you are in her shoe.. &lt;br /&gt;confirm you cry right!? or WORST!?&lt;br /&gt;ASS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045728288429967593-5862884369529724455?l=zianarockers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/feeds/5862884369529724455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045728288429967593&amp;postID=5862884369529724455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5862884369529724455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045728288429967593/posts/default/5862884369529724455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zianarockers.blogspot.com/2009/07/nisha-cheer-up-ok-ohya.html' title=''/><author><name>ziana rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407955773476780585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
