<?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-6993937151738870750</id><updated>2011-07-28T10:12:49.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iT's aLL bOUt HeR n HyM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-5369890006453952365</id><published>2008-04-06T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:30:51.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CinTA mENyaKItkAN HaTy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i tau i ni la pompuan paling tak guna skali untok u..i suker carek psl dgn u,i suker tambahkan lagy strezz u..i tak perna happy kan u..i tau tu sumer..i mintak maaf lau slame setahun ni i tak dpt kasy u happy in any waes..i tak kesah la lau u raser ade pompuan laen yg bagos dary i..i terima aper2 pun u nye desicion..im prepare for it oready..memang naseb i slalu gni mcm..biler part i da sayang org tu sungguh2,ade je yg tak kena..semakin kiter makin lamer semakin hilang kaseh syg u pat i..kalau i tanye u,nanty jadi gado..ape yg i buat n ckp sumer salah pada u..u pentingkan kawan u jer..i ckp cket psl kwn u jer,u maki2 i..u nak side dorg sangat?i tau u kenal dorg lagek lamer dary i..naper i sanggup hilang kwn sumer demi u sey?naper u kater takmu jumpe dorg den i dgr ckp u..naper u tak ley??i bukan nak control ur life..i kasy u lepak tapi ble ade pompuan tu,i tak suker..asl die asyek2 nak tgk kan u jek..asl tak tgk pat amid ker,pat kwn u yg laen??asl mesty u??die pun ade jantan sendiri pe..cuba lah kalau u..ade jantan asyek tgk2 i,u marah tak??i marah pasal i sakit aty..i sakit aty psl i jealous..i jealous pasal i sayang u..tapi u tak tau..u cuma pk yg i ni sengaja nak carek psl dgn u..u pk i suker gado dgn u??gado dgn u i tak perna dpt pape la u..nak dpt u nye pujok??susah skali la..i pun sedar diri,i sendiri jarang pujok u..u lelaki n i tink u shud understand pompuan nye perasaan..smalam i sakit aty,nangis mcm nak aper,ade tak org pujok i ?takder la u..sume nyer i tanggung sendiri..u cuma pentingkan tdo jek..u for ur info i matae dgn u becoz i nak kaseh sayang dary u bukan i nak kena pukol,kena maki dgn u jek.. and bout ur bdae,lau u raser u happy dgn dorg den go ahead la..biar u happy n biar i sakit aty..i tau n i understand lau dgn i,mesty boring..dorg jek yg boley buat u happy..i ni cuma tau sakit aty u jek..i tak perna kasy haty u senang.i slalu susahkan idop u..as i said before,kalau u da tak suker n da takder haty lagek terus terang jek..takmu uat i gni..afta dis i have ti tink twice before i ade relationship..dary dulu,asyek i jek yg kena dgn lelaki..i da pk btl2 afta u,i wont let any other guys suker2 sakit kan aty i lagek..i wont let dem take advantage of me..ni sumer i da pk..cos i juz dun wan my history to repeat n repeat..tonyte afta ur werk,up to u..lau nak kal,den kal la..i da tak larat lagek.asyek i ajer yg mengalah n kal2 u..afta tonyte lau u maseh tak kal2 jugak..everyting end!i asyek pk kan sayang sgt pat u sampai i raser mcm i ni di perbodoh2 kan sey..seriusly ida give up on everyting..hidup tak bermakna langsung..tapi i tau mcm mane susah pun i kena tanggung sendiri.i still nid to go on n tak guna i nagis n nangis untok org yg tak menghargai..lastly i mintak maaf kalau i ade buat salah aper2..selame i cuba yg terbaek untok kiter..tapy too bad sumernye tak guna lagek..selagi belom ader org yg gantikan tempat u,selagi tu i maseh tetap sayang pat u...dats my promises to u..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186386875675703970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/04/cinta-menyakitkan-haty.html' title='CinTA mENyaKItkAN HaTy'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R_m_YoBl-qI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9Q7uQ6XRLjM/s72-c/1070283677_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-4199882367430624915</id><published>2008-04-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:30:19.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i da tak tahu mcm mane lagik nak cakap dgn u..haty i sakit skali biler u buat gini..naper i boley cuba nak paham kan u tapy u susah sgt nak paham i..apa lagik salah i pat u??i nak carek kerja bukan nak carek jantan..i nak kerja ni pun i pk kan pasal u..i nak tolong mak i n i nak tolong u pasal motor..tapi apa yang i dapat sey??i tau u takot biler i kerja airport..tapy naper at the first place u kasi i kerja saner?i rela tak kerja saner daripada asyek gado dgn u jek..u pk la..selepas hary yg kiter klua on saturdae tu,i da pikir betol2 pasal kiter..i nak kiter dua2 setia samer2..trust on each other..i tau susah tapi cuba la pelan2..and if u can see,sejak brape hary ni mane ade i marah u biler u lepak dgn kwn2 u..ada tak i bseng biler u alek lambat from interview??ada tak??ada tak i kasy u p tgk bola pat kedai kopi dgn kwn2 u..ada tak??u nak tau tak apsal i kasy u buat tu sume??pasal i cuba nak percaya n paham pat u..kalau u kater i bnyk jantan,u pun samer..u pun bnyk pompuan per..tapi kalau keep on pk negative psl u,i ley sakit aty..n i binget sendiri n i will buat benda bodoh..i tau u tak suker i buat benda bodoh,n i tak nak pun..last few daes i was sooo happy wif u walaupun u ada alek lambat n kiter jarang boobal pat fon...pasal u da janji kat i yg u tak nak buat benda bodoh lagek..i take all ur words..tapi naper biler pat i,u susah sgt??sume org ade sejarah silam dier..lau u kater i bnyk tpu n bnyk buat jahat,den u look at ur self..u baek sgt ker??sumer org buat salah u..u pk lah kalau benda kecyk u tak ley paham,den its not fair to me..i try to understand u tapy u jek..haizzz...i da janjy pat diri i yg i tau i cuma nak kerja pasal duit!!i nak u ade motor!!i nak tolong mak i jgak!paham tak?kalau nak mengatal,bukan pat airpot jek,maner2 pun i boley mengatal..ni sumer antara nak dgn tak nak jek la u..u tau tak i sayang u sangat!!i tak nak kehilangan u...sebab tu biler da letak telepon,i mesty kal u alek..i kal u alek bukan kerana i mengaku i salah,tapi pasal i takot u kal org laen..n i takot u da takder haty pat i lagek..u phm tak..k la u its all up to u k..lau u nak kiter kekal lamer den i tink u shud noe wad u shud do...k la taking kare k..bubbye!!muakz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-4199882367430624915?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/4199882367430624915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=4199882367430624915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4199882367430624915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4199882367430624915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-da-tak-tahu-mcm-mane-lagik-nak-cakap.html' 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skali..aku pk slame ni aku yg jahat,aku yg gatal..tapi ruper2nye die pun samer..janjy2 die sume kosong..aku da tak ley percayer lagek..haty aku hancur skali..aku cuba nak maafkan die n luperkan segalnya..tapi susah..aku maseh tak leh terima ni sume..harapan aku sume da musnah..sejak aku terbaca tu sume,aku raser mcm aku da hilang org yg slame ni aku syg..aku da hilang segala2nya..aku raser aku ni bodoh!!skarang aku da tak tau ape nak buat lagek..peraaan sayang maseh ada tapy...ntah la..skarang ape nak jadi,jady la..aku pasrah!!!mcm gni la dulu mcm mane aku kena tpu dgn lelaki yg aku kenal..kenapa mesty aku yg kena???aku syg sgt pat die..terlalu syg..aku sanggupbuat ape2 pun..aku ingat lagek dulu.aku sanggup klua uma demi die..aku sanggup hilang keluarga demi die..tapi skg sumer da hancur!!perasaan sayang ni buat aku susah nak luperkan die..segala2 nyer aku buat dgn die sorg jek..and mcm ne aku nak luper kan die??terlalu susah!!!dary smalam aku asyek nangis jek..tapi die tak amek peduli pun...die cuma pentingkan tdo tdo n tdo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-115648873984146347?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/115648873984146347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=115648873984146347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/115648873984146347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/115648873984146347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/03/everything-revealed.html' title='evEryTHinG RevEaLeD'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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-6993937151738870750.post-8232320356459405026</id><published>2008-03-18T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:04:50.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soRRy DEaR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;smalam gado lagek..past few daes kiter asyek gado jek..tak tau kenapa sey..i dun blame hym 100 percent la cos i did knew dat me too having moodswing dis few daes..nak kater uzur,tak uzur pulak..haiyoo..stress ah..smlm i mintak die break...i dunno y..sumtymes i will juz said it out without thinking any further..susah sgt nak control..but afta few minutes i will regret it myself..its not easy to be apart wif hym..although he hurt me,i will naver hate hym..kadang2 jek i ckp i benci die..tapi tu sume kater2 yg tak masok otak..ikotkan sgt haty i yg marah..entah la.haty i ni susah sgt nak bace..i sendiri tak paham haty i n i dun expect him to undeerstand me too..at tymes i will feel dat he dun love n care bout me..n biler i pk negative sume i akan buat benda bodo..i will do sumtyng dat he hate alots..but afta dat i feel regret doing dat..its soo complicated ryte???i tried to think positive but the wae die layan i laen sangat..all i want is his attention!!his attention is much more important den anyting else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for u dear''i noe dis month i been very2 stupid..i asyek buat benda yg menyakitkan aty u..i sendiri tak tau kenape...secare jujur i cakap,takder 1 jantan yg ley gantykan tempat u..walaupun kadang2 i kater i benci u,i menyesal cinta dgn u n mcm2 lagek..u takmu amek haty..tu sume kater2 kosong yg bukan dary haty i..haty i ni sebenarnye terlalu syg sangat pat u n i tak sanggup u luperkan i even for one second..as i said,i cuma nak perhatian u jek..i mintak maaf kalau i da bnyk susah kan haty u..i hilang n tak contact u for one whole dae..bukan i sengaja nak buat gtu tapi kerana i stress sgt...abit,i sayang u tersangat2 nyer..i mintak maaf sume kesalahan i..i taknak berpisah dgn u...i nak u sayang i jek sorg..i tak nak u pk pasal benda laen..plz takmu busted i..i taknak kena mcm dulu lagek...i harap u ley lupekan sume ape salah yg i da buat..i promise not to repeat it..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-8232320356459405026?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/8232320356459405026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=8232320356459405026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8232320356459405026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8232320356459405026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-dear.html' title='soRRy DEaR'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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-6993937151738870750.post-8801521771899968747</id><published>2008-03-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:15:42.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>siak arg nabeh stress gyler arg..menyesal hidup!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R9MP-2DULdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FNQ4av0_qcY/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175497969114557906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R9MP-2DULdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FNQ4av0_qcY/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stress siak hidup cam ny...ape ako uat sumue nye salah..(sial arg)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cam nk bunoh diry ako siak..dh tk kuase lagy nk idup pt dunia ni..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dh give up arg..dh tk layak nk bernyawe lagy..ako doa semoga allah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tarik la nyawe ako cepat2 ako dh tknk idop lagy...menyesal tok idop..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bile ako maty 1 hary akan dtg jangan la kaw menangis depan mayat ako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jangan la hadir tok hary ako..ako tk menyesal ape yg ako kate..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dh tk bergune lagy tok ako idop tok selamenye...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sedang kan kaw dh bersedie tok hubungan kite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kaw dh tk kisah tok ako lagy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kaw tk hargai nilai haty ako selamenie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kaw lebih pentingkan diry kaw dary ako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kaw asyik kate pejalanan ako semue salah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kaw menyesal hidop dgn ako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bende laen lagy bergune dary ako&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-maty kan muhd fazriq&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sial abes..cau cibai!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&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/6993937151738870750-8801521771899968747?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/8801521771899968747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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b00..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what an action she done to me..(oh i can believe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she did everything totally wrong n hurtz me badly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i did not expect that to be happened to me cause i &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;always thought positive about her but now??(oh god)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she turned me on..i had made a terrible mistaked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to myself..(shit)but now to me what past is past and in future &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope that u would not repeat the same mistake again..(please)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tried to gain back your promises that u made it yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but don't let it gone away just like that..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always forgive n try to forget what u have done to me aygboo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please open your heart and mind to share your thinks out to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always be there wherever u need me and im here been wating for u..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your lovely abit...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-3953263982969509547?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/3953263982969509547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=3953263982969509547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/3953263982969509547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/3953263982969509547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/03/b3trayed-m3third-party.html' title='b3trAyEd m3!!!!(third party)'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R9Fi-mDULcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Vg_lPGTHelQ/s72-c/1_265960736l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-6577424689137275098</id><published>2008-02-28T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:57:33.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARD HARD N really HARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;it seems hard to explain to hym...i dunno how..my feeling really not easy..i dunno is it im the one who been tingking negative or isit i dun have any trust towards hym at all??or isit oso becoz i really love hym n afraid of losing hym??i feel dat everyting change..but i dunno wat it is??stress..ya..im really stress..i'm trying to explain dis n trying to tell hym dat i really2 love hym but he seems like he dun eva care or give a damn to it..may be for hym its like nuting and wat i said is jus for the sake of saying..i wanted to talk dis things out dat keep bothering me but i got no chance to do so...as far as i'm concern i dun want to let the relationship fade even for me now its going to....i will try my best in every way to handle and control myself..i noe dat &lt;strong&gt;'ALLAH' &lt;/strong&gt; is alwaes der n he is the one who noes everything...he noes how much n deep my love is even though he[ciko] dunno...i noe wen he read dis he will sae..'ah..mepek ah!' but atleast i'm relieved afta write it up here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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HARD'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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-6993937151738870750.post-6996424715093262268</id><published>2008-02-22T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T06:06:40.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lOVe QuOTeS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/roadiesSoftball/word%20icons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=quotes.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTES&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Every story has an end, but in life every end is just a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;- In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't worry about the people in your past, there's a reason they didn't make it to your future.&lt;br /&gt;- One day you're going to wake up and realize how much you care for her, and when that day comes..she'll be waking up next to the guy who already knew.&lt;br /&gt;- If  you live to be one hundred, i want to live to be a hundred minus one day so i never have to live a day without you.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't take life too seriously...no one gets out alive anyways.&lt;br /&gt;- Promise you wont forget me, because if i thought you would i never would've left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &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/6993937151738870750-6996424715093262268?l=fazyani.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-6993937151738870750.post-1198632244012911919</id><published>2008-02-14T11:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:02:50.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SdhukbIXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IJicy-q5ikw/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166927875262849394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SdhukbIXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IJicy-q5ikw/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;h3t th3r3!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;juz two say that im happy living wif my lov3ly aygb00..i'v3 b33n waitng n wating till now w3 r3ach our 1st y3ar anniv3sary..thanX alot to 'god'..w3'v3 b33n facing many FUCKING probl3ms n still i can't l3t h3r out of my h3art coz i lov3 h3r that damn much..thanX d3ar for walking tog3th3r wif m3 for our r3lationship..i appr3ciat3 that u'b33n und3rstanding m3 v3ry much..this is what i want from u..for my first lif3 with u, i thought that w3 can't g3t through this mom3nt but now i r3li3se that w3 b3com3 s3riously in our r3lation..now i promis3 to mys3lf n k33p it in my h3art that my lov3 for u will n3v3r 3nd..i look forward to our many mor3 y3ars to com3..hop3fully that 'GOD' will gift us a chanc3 to our happin3ss.. u r3ally mak3 my h3art falling from th3 sky..u blow my mind ups away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;l3ting u no3 that i will always lup u till my last br3ath n i will n3v3r l3av3 u juz a min...&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/6993937151738870750-1198632244012911919?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/1198632244012911919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=1198632244012911919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/1198632244012911919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/1198632244012911919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2008/02/h3t-th3r3-juz-two-say-that-im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SdhukbIXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IJicy-q5ikw/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-1642919196392487169</id><published>2008-02-14T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:46:55.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiRiNg Yet FuN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey hey hey..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aw...wad a &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt; dae...hmmph!!although tired but it was really a &lt;strong&gt;happy moment&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;me,hubby,amid n aida&lt;/strong&gt;..at &lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; i reach hubby houz..our plan todae was great bcos we are going to the &lt;strong&gt;beach&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SIUukbIQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QVqbvt7UPC0/s1600-h/1_656307181l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166904562180366594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SIUukbIQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QVqbvt7UPC0/s200/1_656307181l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..sooooo excited.at first it was &lt;strong&gt;kinda bored&lt;/strong&gt; coz amid n aida had some quarrel due to some &lt;strong&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/strong&gt;..hehe..because amid was late n aida so &lt;strong&gt;fucked up&lt;/strong&gt; wif hym..infact she was &lt;strong&gt;angry wif all of us&lt;/strong&gt;..hehe..luckily they &lt;strong&gt;getting better&lt;/strong&gt; when we almost reaching der..im soo &lt;strong&gt;relieved&lt;/strong&gt;.i dun wish our planned to be&lt;strong&gt; spoilt&lt;/strong&gt; juz becoz of stupid misunderstanding n also its a &lt;strong&gt;valentines dae&lt;/strong&gt; sey..haha..&lt;strong&gt;ok so lets continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;..we reach at around &lt;strong&gt;3pm.&lt;/strong&gt;not too many people..juz nice..we &lt;strong&gt;pitch tent&lt;/strong&gt;..eat &lt;strong&gt;mee goreng&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;thanks to mum&lt;/strong&gt;!!soo nicee..&lt;strong&gt;swimming!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166904957317357842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 435px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SIrukbIRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ShqSb12yBI8/s320/1_512611376l.jpg" width="494" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hehe..i &lt;strong&gt;didnt want to go far&lt;/strong&gt; where hubby amid n aida was..&lt;strong&gt;soo scared&lt;/strong&gt;..hubby understand dat im soo scared of sea water so he didnt want&lt;strong&gt; to force me&lt;/strong&gt;..i watch dem while&lt;strong&gt; i sat on the seashore&lt;/strong&gt;..i can see how &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; dey was..hehe..&lt;strong&gt;i tumpang gembira&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jugak&lt;/strong&gt;..hehe!!&lt;strong&gt;we ride couple bicycle&lt;/strong&gt;..dat was a &lt;strong&gt;bez part for me...&lt;/strong&gt;go &lt;strong&gt;riding&lt;/strong&gt;!!hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SHlukbIOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/CughtPZPl50/s1600-h/1_291378325l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i will juz sit behind and &lt;strong&gt;hubby cycle all the way&lt;/strong&gt;..we went all the way to &lt;strong&gt;bedok jetty&lt;/strong&gt;..tiring...&lt;strong&gt;kecian hubby.&lt;/strong&gt;i did help hym to cycle..but only for a while..haha..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SH9ekbIPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kgtiFTgNWtg/s1600-h/1_913923348l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166904162748408050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SH9ekbIPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kgtiFTgNWtg/s200/1_913923348l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;took alot of our pics&lt;/strong&gt;..thanx to amid's hp!!hubby pluck an &lt;strong&gt;orchid flower&lt;/strong&gt; n put near my ear..haha..&lt;strong&gt;wow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;like a hawaian!&lt;strong&gt;see the pic!!&lt;/strong&gt;hehe..den we &lt;strong&gt;ate ice cream&lt;/strong&gt; sitting facing the sea..&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SG6ekbILI/AAAAAAAAAGs/giv6KtM1Evk/s1600-h/1_939613956l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oo romantic &lt;/strong&gt;kan???i did save all the pic here!!for our memories together..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to hubby for making my dae..&lt;/strong&gt;afta had a &lt;strong&gt;bath&lt;/strong&gt; we sat in the tent planning bout tomorrow..at around &lt;strong&gt;8.30 we walked off&lt;/strong&gt;..soo tired n we&lt;strong&gt; slept&lt;/strong&gt; inside the buz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SKRukbITI/AAAAAAAAAHs/au610pYp-NE/s1600-h/1_939613956l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SJ2ekbISI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fW4gZDHXxqk/s1600-h/1_939613956l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166907461283291474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SK9ekbIVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OV2qGz8NQdE/s400/1_939613956l.jpg" width="533" border="0" /&gt; now its already &lt;strong&gt;12 am..&lt;/strong&gt;dat means its already &lt;strong&gt;fazyani anniversarry!!yeay..&lt;/strong&gt;i wish dat we can &lt;strong&gt;stay long till the eternity&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;thankz to hubby who alwaes be here for me..he understand me alotz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166907985269301602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R7SLb-kbIWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6WvfVPNV_f8/s400/1_922437329l.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dis is &lt;strong&gt;message &lt;/strong&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;hym''hubby happy 1 yr anniversary..thanks for being der wif me for dis 1 yr..u r not only a boyfwen to me..u are more like a husband to me..u understand me alot in every wae..i'm sorry if i eva hurt u..also thanks for taking kare of me.although its only a year but we gone through many things..not forgotten thanks to 'allah' for giving us the patience in facing every obstacles.i alwaes pray that fazyani will have a happy ending..hehe...mcm cerita cinderella tu!!hahakz..k la hubby..i love u lotz..i tak kan lupe segala kenangan2 kiter k..i look forwards each dae to be by ur side..since the dae i noe u ders no other guyz stay in my hearts xcept for u..u will alwaes remain i my heart n i wont let it fade..trust me!!i cant bear living without u..living without u is juz like a plain paper without a decorations..lastly again happy 1 yr aniversarry..150208..will be our dae..i'm looking forward for dat..see u later!!muakzzzzzzz''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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were to say it here den it will take up &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; than 1 page..hehe..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sampai besok pun tak habis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...hahakz..but i'm relieved despite of having too many problems we &lt;strong&gt;managed &lt;/strong&gt;to overcome all that in &lt;strong&gt;one shot..&lt;/strong&gt;now everything is &lt;strong&gt;ok&lt;/strong&gt;..indeed its &lt;strong&gt;getting better&lt;/strong&gt;..thanks to &lt;strong&gt;hubby,amid n aida&lt;/strong&gt;..they were alwaes be my side when i was having problems..now me n aida getting&lt;strong&gt; closer&lt;/strong&gt;..hehe..coincidently we stay in &lt;strong&gt;sengkang &lt;/strong&gt;and both our hubby stayed at &lt;strong&gt;bukit panjang&lt;/strong&gt;..now she is my only fren who i can turn to..no &lt;strong&gt;more yanawalin&lt;/strong&gt;!!2 more daes..n been counting for the daes..&lt;strong&gt;150208&lt;/strong&gt;..we had ordered our photo cake on mondae..umm..i can see that &lt;strong&gt;hubby was soo happy&lt;/strong&gt;..aniwaes its our first tyme having dis kind of cake and celebrate our &lt;strong&gt;anniversary..&lt;/strong&gt;so i will make sure dis will be the &lt;strong&gt;happiest n the unforgettable&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;memories in fazyani life&lt;/strong&gt;..so juz wait for the dae to come..tomorrow  &lt;strong&gt;me n my hubby n mr m mrs amid&lt;/strong&gt;  are going to celebrate our &lt;strong&gt;valentines&lt;/strong&gt; dae at &lt;strong&gt;east coast&lt;/strong&gt;..2 daes didnt mit my hubby..already mishing hym soo much sey..i cant wait to mit hym tomorrow..alryte!!dats it..&lt;strong&gt;will update bout our valentine n our anniversarry soon ok!!&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/6993937151738870750-5967916501291315476?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6993937151738870750.post-7438934902214263858</id><published>2007-12-17T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:20:57.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS WISHES TO HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;TO:AYANG BOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''HAPPY 10MTHS ANNIVERSARY...''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS FOR ACCOMPANY ME FOR THE PAST 10 MTHS,U OPENED UP MY MIND N MY HEART TOWARDS U.I WILL PROMISE AND KEEP IT IN MY HEART DAT I WILL ALWAES CARE N LOVE U TILL END.I'M PROUD OF US DAT WE CAN GET THROUGH ALONG FOR THE PAST 10MTHS.I HOPE WE WILL GO MORE THAN DAT.I REALLY PROUD OF U COS U HAD BEEN UNDERSTANDING ME!!WHEN U CAME INTO MY LIFE U MAKE MY LIFE BETTER THAN THE PAST.NOW I REALISE THE GIRL DAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR IS U AYANG BOO...U'RE THE BEST AND BETTER TO ME.U WILL ALWAES BE IN  MY  HEART TILL LAST BREATH..LOVE U LOTS..MUAAKZ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FROM:HUBBY ABIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-7438934902214263858?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7438934902214263858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=7438934902214263858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7438934902214263858'/><link rel='self' 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R2Lc8sV5K4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tsbsTuPeByc/s400/1_193616359l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On 13th dat was on thursdae..i met up my hubby at bukit panjang..i met hym soo early around 11 plus i reached der..den we tot of going sumwhere cos sooo bored n nuting to do..so we planned of going to town n met up wif amid n aida der..we reached town at about 5pm..it was a last minute planned..i wore soo simple sey..a mini skirt n a simple top..haha..soo paisey..while amid n aida soo stylish.haha..not only the four of us but aida brought her two frens oso..they were quite fwenly too..den afta walked around town,we chill at taka..amid was stressed up so they decided to drink.haha..they both drink except for the rest of us..kecoh jugak si amid,sampai muntah2..hehe..but aida was sooo suwiit,die tahan jgak dgn muntah2 amid..hehe..cute!!i supposed to went back home early but they planned to chill at clarke quay so i had to went bck home late..i took the last train accompanied by aida n her fwen,fauzi....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So..today is my 10th mth anniversary wif my hubby,md fazriq..things not going as i was expecting..umm..we had a big quarrel juz now...i did appologised to hym but he still hurt my feelings..he didnt noe how hurt my feeling was when i dgr die maki2 i..the feeling was really hurt..i noe he angry wif me about dat stupid thing,but i guess todae is not the best dae to quarrel to such a small matter..when we tok on the fon,it getting worst..last word i get frm him not the wish i used to get..but he said dis...''takmu kal2 i lagek sampai biler''....i noe what he meant by dat..all dis while he neva eva said dat to me..but todae,all the words which i dun wish to be heard from his mouth,came out juz like dat...so i guess,i shud take all his words..he really hurt me todae!!since i cant have the chance to wish hym so i jus say it here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;''HAPPY 10TH MONTH BEING TOGETHER AYANG..IM SOO SAD COZ I DIDNT GET TO TALK TO U TONITE..AS U SAID JUZ NOW NOT TO KAL U DEN...OK..I WILL NOT KAL U EVEN I FEEL OF DOING IT..U SENDIRI TAU KAN,TAK PERNA 1 HARI I TAK KAL U TERUS TAPI I GUESS I HAD TO DO IT AS U WISH FOR...EVEN IF THE LOVE IN UR HEART TOWARDS ME HAS FADE,BUT AS FOR ME,THE LOVE IS STILL DER AND IT WILL ALWAES REMAIN DER IN MY HEART..ALTHOUGH IT MAY BE HURT AND SOUR SUMTYMES,BUT I WILL TRY TO MAKE  HEAL IT N SWEET ALWAES..I LURVE U SAYANG..TRULY DEEP INSIDE MY HEART.SAYING DIS NOT FOR THE SAKE OF SAYING BUT I SAY DIS COS I REALLY DID LOVE U..MUAKKZZZZ''&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143916938836650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-13th-dat-was-on-thursdae.html' title=''/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R2Lc8sV5K4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tsbsTuPeByc/s72-c/1_193616359l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-442330985749430023</id><published>2007-12-10T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:13:44.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>upDaTE oN oUr wEEkEnd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12BpZD8V1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/KcKkl2IESyY/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408897629017938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12BpZD8V1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/KcKkl2IESyY/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it had been 3 or 4 daes since i wrote up in here..kinda busy..so juz wanna update wad was we doing on our weekend..umm..dat saturdae,everyting goes smoothly as we planned..we went for a swim at jurong swimming complex wif amid n his gerl,aida..''couples dae out'' la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;katerkan.hehe..me n aida met ciko n amid at bukit panjang around 3pm.they was soo mad cos we sooo lambat especially amid..hehe.they didnt tok much on the wae to jurong..hehe..merajok la konon!!hehe..den when we reached jurong,it rained.hilang semangat sey..but luckily it rained jus for a short while.den afta the rain stopped,we changed into swimming suit..hahaks..ders go our happies moment.kecoh2 la..maen slide la..mcm2 la..amid n ciko were playing wrestling.around 5 or 6pm we quickly changed back cos ciko da tak tahan sejok.haha..next we went to ate nearby.da tak tahan lapar sangat sey!!but too bad the food was damn lousy..punye lah tak sedap..regretted eating der..tak kenyang langsung..but lucky the satay was not dat bad la..soon afta eating,we go to our next plan.went to town..take&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12APJD8VxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ETQzRUWCBB8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142407347145824018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12APJD8VxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ETQzRUWCBB8/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photo at the christmas tree..using our hp yg budget..not dat clear..hehe.den as ususal amid n ciko wanted to played daytona..kecoh lagek!!biaserla dorang lau maen mesty biseng!!hahakz..me n aida juz watched dem playing..next went to clark quay..chill der..but too bad sumting happened to aida n we got &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12BfJD8V0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xVydUdLpmJ0/s1600-h/1_507087565l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142408721535358786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12BfJD8V0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/xVydUdLpmJ0/s200/1_507087565l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too rush n took her back to clementi..kecoh giler sey!!den from clementi i went to bukit panjang n from der my brother picked me home..cos da takder bus..first it was a very very happy moment but it end wif a disaster..but luckily aida da takder pape sangat..n she &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12BMZD8VzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/unE7GfkY950/s1600-h/1_507087565l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;already recovered..alhamdullillah!!hopefully dis wont happen again...&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12A7JD8VyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p1y57m0Gplc/s1600-h/1_507087565l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6993937151738870750-442330985749430023?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/442330985749430023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=442330985749430023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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make the first move to kal hym..becoz of his EGO!!me n aida plan to mit our hubby at raffles..but due to my stupid problem i cant make it..so our hubby came down to sengkang..hahakz..its their turn..we went to ate at sengkang banquet..aida treat!!thanks to her!!!hehee..den as usually,we will alwaes watch them playing daytona..after dat we chill outside sengkang community centre..we plan for dis saturdae..couple dae out!!we plan to go swimming at jurong den at nyte we chill at esplanade..nak plan pun makan satu jam sey..susah sangat nak plan..topic asyik lari jek..haha..soo kecoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy meeting my hubby abit!!seriusly i mish hym damn much..walau gado mcm mane pun i tetap sayang die..at home jus now keep tinking bout hym..no one else..ryte now no one else in my heart..only muhammad fazriq will stay in my heart till my last breath!!love u hubby..thanks for loving me!!hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[yani suriani]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-7094619875888023874?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7094619875888023874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=7094619875888023874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7094619875888023874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7094619875888023874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesterdae-gado-lagek.html' title='aBiT sOOOOO eGooo!!!'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R12COpD8V2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/dwWLpNICQEg/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-7104096101672620637</id><published>2007-12-04T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T09:27:17.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIsUndErsTaNdiNg aLwaEs!! Haiyo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R1WNb5D8VrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ADyKYS07xpY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140170060026631858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R1WNb5D8VrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ADyKYS07xpY/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Juz now had some misunderstanding between me and hym..it was actualy a small matter but bcos of our ego..not one of us wants to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''mengalah''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..i was damn stressed up dis few daes wif my huby..i felt sumting is not ryte bout hym..but me myself,not sure bout it..when he started werking..we both felt that we did not spend enough tyme for each other..he werk everydae except for sundae..it actually not bout meeting up everydae but its about we cant communicate well..i did asked hym wad was wrong wif hym untill he treat me dis wae..but he did said dis to me &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;''lau i alek kerja i nak u ade pat uma..i tak suke u klua asyek balek mlm2..i takder tyme nak bobal dgn u sey!!u slalu alek mlm den ble i nak tunggu u alek,i da ngantok''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..dats wad he said to me..i noe dat i alwaes went out wif my family everydae when he werk..i got a reason for dat..i went out bcos i felt soo damn freaking bored staying at home..umm sumtymes we both do not understand each other well..it was really hard for us..but we did tried to solve dis things out rather than it continues everydae..i alwaes pray to god dat hopefully we can understand each other much better..so as to avoid all dis misunderstanding!!although,we had been quarrel for dis few daes,the love wont fade at all!!i cant bear to lose hym and he cant bear to lose me.i guess dis stupid quarrel appear bcos dat we both missing each other very much as we did not met for nearly a week..dat was hard sey!!hehe..rindu bangat sih sama sayang ku abit!!so bout juz now,meet hym at bp..spend tyme together although for a short while..umm,i felt relieved afta talking to him bout my problem n my feeling all dis while..tot of meeting hym on thursdae.but cant confirm la!!saturdae we plan went out wif aida n amid..looking foward for dat!!k now..so sleepy n tired..dats all for todae!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[yani suriani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]&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/6993937151738870750-7104096101672620637?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7104096101672620637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=7104096101672620637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7104096101672620637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7104096101672620637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/12/misunderstanding-alwaes-haiyo.html' title='MIsUndErsTaNdiNg aLwaEs!! Haiyo!!'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R1WNb5D8VrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ADyKYS07xpY/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-8540587463860272629</id><published>2007-11-29T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T11:13:03.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HuBBy sTaRT wErK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R08ORDbtKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/SsomUVw7p6M/s1600-h/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138341385995102530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R08ORDbtKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/SsomUVw7p6M/s320/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;on 29th,hubby start his new werk at raffles wif amid..dat was really gud for hym!!wish hym all the best for his new job..last i met hym was on the 28th dat was on wednesdae..we chill out at woodlands wif amid n oso aida...happy eventhough we met up only for awhile..we eat at banquet,me n aida watch amid n hubby played daytona..so kecohrable!!hahakz..den we went to library..reading magazines n listening to music..dat was cool indeed!!umm i really gonna mish hym alots..cos he will be werking everydae except for the weekend..so get to meet hym only on the saturdae or sundae!!neva mind i understand bout dat..if i eva feel bored,den i guess i shud mit hym at his werk place..haiyo!!now nuting to do sey..he been sleeping from juz now!!guess he soo damn tired..pity hubby lotz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;''hubby i hope u will stick to dis job ok..i will alwaes be by ur side to support u in everyting u do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;u dun nid to tink much of me cos i noe wad i shud do wen u not around..i mish u hubby!!c u sooon!!okey..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138341768247191890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 549px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R08OnTbtKVI/AAAAAAAAADw/YylNwnUd8UQ/s320/Untitled-Grayscale-03.jpg" width="442" border="0" /&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/6993937151738870750-8540587463860272629?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/8540587463860272629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=8540587463860272629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8540587463860272629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8540587463860272629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/hubby-start-werk.html' title='HuBBy sTaRT wErK'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/R08ORDbtKUI/AAAAAAAAADo/SsomUVw7p6M/s72-c/Untitled-Duplicated-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-8834436044445984661</id><published>2007-11-24T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:52:38.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIshing HUbbY maNy mAnY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now is 2.30am still not asleep yet..u noe y???cos i mishing my hubby..he didnt kal..aw..so sad..but jus now ataround 11 he did msg me using his dad hp..die takder hp susah la nak contact..umm..but i trust hym..i noe dat he wont do any stupid things..before he went out i alwaes remind him to take gud care of hymself,kal me often n update me wif wats he doing out der..most importantly i will remimd him dat dun look at other gerls ok..make sure i'm alwaes in his mind whereva he go..hahakz..cos wen i went out anywhere,he alwaes in my mind..not even a minute i can forget hym..ayang,ayang...i sayaaang u sangaaat!!tomorrow not meeting hym..umm mondae??maybe..not confrm yet cos his mum bdae n they went out having dinner i guess..HAPPY BDAE TO HIS MUM!!may god bless her!!sooo bored stayingg home..but i got no choice..hehe...aniwae i juz updated my song..it is WHEN URE GONE by EVRIL LAVIGNE..cos dats soo meaningful for us and here the lyrics..its especiallydedicate to my one n only hubby,md fazriq!!lurve u alwaes dear..i hope u wont walk away from me k&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[yanisuriani]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the bed where you lieIs made up on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;words I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And make it OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never felt this way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everything that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the clothes you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They lie on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And they smell just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're goneThe words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to hear to always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And make it OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We were made for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Out here foreverI know we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I do I give my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can hardly breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to feel you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The face I came to know is missing tooAnd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The words I need to hear will always get me through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And make it OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you~&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/6993937151738870750-8834436044445984661?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/8834436044445984661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=8834436044445984661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8834436044445984661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8834436044445984661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/mishing-hubby-many-many.html' title='MIshing HUbbY maNy mAnY'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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-6993937151738870750.post-4952708033121719647</id><published>2007-11-17T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:59:16.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hEy i'm bAcK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8dtTbtKTI/AAAAAAAAADg/aR4apVQv3B8/s1600-h/520473925l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133854764373453106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8dtTbtKTI/AAAAAAAAADg/aR4apVQv3B8/s320/520473925l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it had been a long tyme since i wrote n log on to my blog..coz been very damn busy dis few daes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hubby,9 mths had passed.hope the lurve will neva fade even for once..i cant bear to lose someone special like u..u had brighten up my life when i was in the darkness..u cheer me up wif your laughter..i wont forget both our happy n sad moments..i'm happy cos u can still tahan dgn perangai i even at tymes i do hurt u..u really understand me well..no other guys will be the same as u..u r the only one md fazriq in&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133852745738823922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8b3zbtKPI/AAAAAAAAADA/JyN0m4C_CN4/s320/Copy+of+Image002.JPG" width="452" border="0" /&gt; my life.der shud be no md fazriq in my life other than u..i hope u understand how deep my lurve for u..my wish is dat our love will continue till the end of our life..i noe u had bad history..me too...we both do make mistakes aitez syg..but rememba??u alwaes say 'admit,learnt from it n dun repeat it again'..i still rememba dat..u such a forgivven guy.dats make me lurving u more..i keep ur promise k dear which u sae dat''aper2 terjady i tak kan lepaskan u pasal i terlalu sayang u sgt..''as long as i'm wif u i will guide u through the wae up..lets walk up straight without turning to the left or ryte n most importantly do not turn to the back k..wad past is past..u n me we will make a new history in our lyfe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133853218185226498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8cTTbtKQI/AAAAAAAAADI/uLiH2TyBR3s/s320/Image003.JPG" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jus now went to town wearing same couple suit..hahakz..ouch..sooo suwit..happy sey..nice dae wif ur fwenz,hasrul,su,amid n aida...cool..wish amid n aida all the best aitez..hehe..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133854248977377570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 419px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8dPTbtKSI/AAAAAAAAADY/LLCjuDS5KwI/s320/1_880517320l.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6993937151738870750-4952708033121719647?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/4952708033121719647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=4952708033121719647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4952708033121719647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4952708033121719647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-im-back.html' title='hEy i&apos;m bAcK!!!'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rz8dtTbtKTI/AAAAAAAAADg/aR4apVQv3B8/s72-c/520473925l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-5295332189788588326</id><published>2007-11-09T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:17:05.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WrOte iT SinCeReLy FrOm THe BoTTOM oF mY heArt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSPZpTmafI/AAAAAAAAACo/k4B6bEu_F9Q/s1600-h/589670946l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130883546229402098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSPZpTmafI/AAAAAAAAACo/k4B6bEu_F9Q/s200/589670946l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Hubby Md Fazriq...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 mth&lt;/strong&gt; we had been through our &lt;strong&gt;thick&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;thin&lt;/strong&gt; together.&lt;strong&gt;Remember&lt;/strong&gt;??Our&lt;strong&gt; happiest&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;sad &lt;/strong&gt;moments??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The dae wen i get to noe u i&lt;strong&gt; tot&lt;/strong&gt; u r &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;the one &lt;strong&gt;for me&lt;/strong&gt;..But i &lt;strong&gt;continue&lt;/strong&gt; n tried to go on this relationship.I tried to &lt;strong&gt;lost contact&lt;/strong&gt; wif many guys.First few months u &lt;strong&gt;did not&lt;/strong&gt; commit &lt;strong&gt;100&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;percent&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;our relationship&lt;/strong&gt;.U &lt;strong&gt;lied&lt;/strong&gt; to me bout many things..I really had my &lt;strong&gt;hard tymes&lt;/strong&gt; going through all dis.Cos i get to noe dat u were actually &lt;strong&gt;someone guy&lt;/strong&gt;.I dunno why u rather &lt;strong&gt;choose me&lt;/strong&gt; than the gal even though u n her was already &lt;strong&gt;4 or 5 mths&lt;/strong&gt;.Maybe u have ur own &lt;strong&gt;reason&lt;/strong&gt; for dat.Den during dat &lt;strong&gt;first months&lt;/strong&gt; gals keep on calling me n telling me bout u n them.&lt;strong&gt;wow!!&lt;/strong&gt;Consider u really a &lt;strong&gt;playboy&lt;/strong&gt;.U went to &lt;strong&gt;club&lt;/strong&gt; without me noeing a single things.N i only get to noe when &lt;strong&gt;ros&lt;/strong&gt; told me.Den it was my turn doing &lt;strong&gt;stupid things&lt;/strong&gt;.i started to contact again wif all the guys.i dunno how u get to noe bout all dat n i kena &lt;strong&gt;pukol&lt;/strong&gt; dgn u.hehe.Only after &lt;strong&gt;4 mths&lt;/strong&gt; onwards i can c dat u &lt;strong&gt;commit alot&lt;/strong&gt;.Rememba when i'm &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; coming &lt;strong&gt;back home&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;1 mth&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;strong&gt;Who&lt;/strong&gt; had been &lt;strong&gt;taking kare of me&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;strong&gt;Who&lt;/strong&gt; had been &lt;strong&gt;giving me food,money&lt;/strong&gt;??Its &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;!!U &lt;strong&gt;werk&lt;/strong&gt; jus for &lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt;Dat&lt;strong&gt; 1 mth&lt;/strong&gt; wif u was really &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;.I &lt;strong&gt;wont&lt;/strong&gt; forget the dae wif u!!Even u got a &lt;strong&gt;little money&lt;/strong&gt; to eat but u &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt; of giving me all dat money to eat alone.U juz &lt;strong&gt;watch&lt;/strong&gt; me eating!Dat was really&lt;strong&gt; sad&lt;/strong&gt;.I will alwaes waited u after werk at &lt;strong&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;/strong&gt;.Many things &lt;strong&gt;happened&lt;/strong&gt;.We gone thru many &lt;strong&gt;problems&lt;/strong&gt;.Not only our&lt;strong&gt; own&lt;/strong&gt; relationship problems,it also bout my &lt;strong&gt;family problems&lt;/strong&gt;.My parents or infact my whole family &lt;strong&gt;did not agree&lt;/strong&gt; of us.It &lt;strong&gt;sooo hard&lt;/strong&gt; for me.But we try to &lt;strong&gt;convince&lt;/strong&gt; them n &lt;strong&gt;prove&lt;/strong&gt; to them dat actually we &lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt; be easily &lt;strong&gt;apart&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;Not even my parents&lt;/strong&gt; can make us apart.I &lt;strong&gt;dun care&lt;/strong&gt; if i lost dem as long as i dun lose u.Cos u &lt;strong&gt;really meant alot to me&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;strong&gt;Rememba oso our happiest moments&lt;/strong&gt;??Going to &lt;strong&gt;East Coast beach&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;Pinic&lt;/strong&gt;..Only the &lt;strong&gt;both of us&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;Riding&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;couple bicycle&lt;/strong&gt; together.U was the only one cycle n i jus &lt;strong&gt;relaxing&lt;/strong&gt; behind taking the &lt;strong&gt;fresh air&lt;/strong&gt;.U bring me all the wae to the&lt;strong&gt; jetty&lt;/strong&gt; as i wish for.Hehe.&lt;strong&gt;Swim&lt;/strong&gt; der n u was&lt;strong&gt; irritated&lt;/strong&gt; by me cos i'm &lt;strong&gt;scared of the sea water&lt;/strong&gt;.I make the &lt;strong&gt;small sandcastle&lt;/strong&gt; for us n end up u &lt;strong&gt;break it&lt;/strong&gt;.We sat on the &lt;strong&gt;waterbreaker&lt;/strong&gt; talking bout ourselves.. Wen we we&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSOkJTmaeI/AAAAAAAAACg/7c7olacul-4/s1600-h/739340924l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nt to played&lt;strong&gt; bowling&lt;/strong&gt;.U was &lt;strong&gt;gud&lt;/strong&gt; at playing bowling while i'm sooo &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; cos alwaaes &lt;strong&gt;''masok longkang''&lt;/strong&gt;..Haha.U&lt;strong&gt; taught&lt;/strong&gt; me but i kept on doing the &lt;strong&gt;same &lt;/strong&gt;things.We went to &lt;strong&gt;arcade.&lt;/strong&gt;Played &lt;strong&gt;daytona&lt;/strong&gt; together.U alwaes &lt;strong&gt;win&lt;/strong&gt; me.H.We oso love to played that &lt;strong&gt;'slam'&lt;/strong&gt; things wen we went to the arcade.Wen i &lt;strong&gt;lose&lt;/strong&gt; i will show my &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt; face.Hehe.We bought &lt;strong&gt;couple ring,couple watch n couple vest together&lt;/strong&gt;.We ate dinner at &lt;strong&gt;''nana thai''&lt;/strong&gt; which is at &lt;strong&gt;far east&lt;/strong&gt;.N u &lt;strong&gt;hate dat waiter&lt;/strong&gt; cos he sooo &lt;strong&gt;sarcastic&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;Ryte??&lt;/strong&gt;Hehe..We both love &lt;strong&gt;taking pix&lt;/strong&gt;..So we tend to go to the &lt;strong&gt;esplanade&lt;/strong&gt; taking our pix together wearing both &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt;..It was sooo &lt;strong&gt;suwiit&lt;/strong&gt; of us.Eating ice cream!!Wen u werk u alwaes &lt;strong&gt;spent&lt;/strong&gt; ur money &lt;strong&gt;on me&lt;/strong&gt; rather than on ur &lt;strong&gt;own mum&lt;/strong&gt;.U alwaes said dat i'm ur &lt;strong&gt;first priority&lt;/strong&gt;.I'm soo close to u n &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSOUJTmadI/AAAAAAAAACY/c27jybypC7c/s1600-h/1_172621733l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130882352228493778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSOUJTmadI/AAAAAAAAACY/c27jybypC7c/s320/1_172621733l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cos of u i lost &lt;strong&gt;my fwen&lt;/strong&gt;.I dun care bout dat as long as u alwaes be by &lt;strong&gt;my side&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;Most i like bout u&lt;/strong&gt; is dat u can&lt;strong&gt; tahan&lt;/strong&gt; wif my &lt;strong&gt;attitude&lt;/strong&gt;.Other guys are not the same like u.If they noe bout my attitude they will definitely leave me.But not u.U alwaes said dat &lt;strong&gt;'ape u nak mesti u nak jek'&lt;/strong&gt; hehe.Sumtymes wen i do anyting bout other guys surely i will kena&lt;strong&gt; pukol&lt;/strong&gt; dgn u.Den u will feel &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt;.U did &lt;strong&gt;cried&lt;/strong&gt; in front of me.Dats y i dun care if u &lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt; me in such a wae cos i noe its all &lt;strong&gt;my fault&lt;/strong&gt;.U soo &lt;strong&gt;hot tempered&lt;/strong&gt;.U really &lt;strong&gt;hate me&lt;/strong&gt; wen i &lt;strong&gt;ade kena mengena dgn jantan laen&lt;/strong&gt;.U oso hate wen other &lt;strong&gt;guys looking at me&lt;/strong&gt;.Everywhere i wanted to go i will alwaes go wif u.U &lt;strong&gt;dare not let me walk alone&lt;/strong&gt;.Ayang i really &lt;strong&gt;looking forward going through each dae wif&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt;.Even though we had many problems i hope we can solve it slowly.I believe dat in relationship der alwaes a &lt;strong&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/strong&gt;.But wateva it is &lt;strong&gt;plz dun leave me&lt;/strong&gt; cos i &lt;strong&gt;nid&lt;/strong&gt; u by my side.Wen i bored n got nuting to do,i will alwaes think back bout our &lt;strong&gt;moments been together&lt;/strong&gt;.Dear u tau kan ape yg i nak dari u slame nie??I nak u &lt;strong&gt;pk kan psl i sorg jek n nuting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;else.1 hari u gado dgn i,u tak bobal dgn i,i tak senang hati&lt;/strong&gt;.I nak u &lt;strong&gt;sayang&lt;/strong&gt; sorg jek.I tao kadang biler tgh marah i slalu bobal kasar dgn u.I tau i banyak uat salah.But i will alwaes&lt;strong&gt; regret&lt;/strong&gt; wen i did sumting wrong to u.&lt;strong&gt;I love u hubby&lt;/strong&gt;.U r the guy whom i been wanting for in my lyfe.&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for taking kare of me.Plz keep to our promises dat we had made all dis while ok..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130883859762014722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSPr5TmagI/AAAAAAAAACw/SL_ARq0ocss/s200/2432071024-2195481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[with love n sincerity from ur ayang:yani suriani]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6993937151738870750-5295332189788588326?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/5295332189788588326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=5295332189788588326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/5295332189788588326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/5295332189788588326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/wrote-it-sincerely-from-bottom-of-my.html' title='WrOte iT SinCeReLy FrOm THe BoTTOM oF mY heArt'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzSPZpTmafI/AAAAAAAAACo/k4B6bEu_F9Q/s72-c/589670946l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-8892237954842095244</id><published>2007-11-09T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:54:01.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>u ToUcH my HEart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzR0fZTmacI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zGPTTFXD3tE/s1600-h/896005820l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130853958199699906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzR0fZTmacI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zGPTTFXD3tE/s320/896005820l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;As usual meeting hym at his place.Spending our tyme together.Soo happy..Jus now he wrote sumting to me on a piece of paper.Wow!!It really touches my heart.I noe n i can feel dat he wrote from his bottom of his heart.I read it when i'm on my wae to woodland interchange.We read it together.It really touches my heart till my tears fell in front of hym.Ahakz..Umm..I dunno is it because i'm too emotional???Hehe..Aniwae i will keep dat alwaes n dat will be the prove of our love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;[YANI SURIANI]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-8892237954842095244?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/8892237954842095244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=8892237954842095244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8892237954842095244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/8892237954842095244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/u-touch-my-heart.html' title='u ToUcH my HEart'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RzR0fZTmacI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zGPTTFXD3tE/s72-c/896005820l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-3894029166113878536</id><published>2007-11-05T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:05:21.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiShiNg HyM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Ry9bJS-LrHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-G41SrzPU60/s1600-h/1_392036363l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418715867884658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Ry9bJS-LrHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-G41SrzPU60/s320/1_392036363l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boredom&lt;/strong&gt; really&lt;strong&gt; strikes&lt;/strong&gt; me todae.woke up &lt;strong&gt;late &lt;/strong&gt;juz now coz the dae before i went to &lt;strong&gt;kota tinggi&lt;/strong&gt; wif my family.it was fun but at the same tyme i really &lt;strong&gt;mish hym alot&lt;/strong&gt;.tot of meeting hym todae but i was &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; so i cant make it..also tot meeting hym tomorrow but juz get to noe dat his &lt;strong&gt;grandmother&lt;/strong&gt; had just &lt;strong&gt;passed away&lt;/strong&gt;..so he must be very &lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;.guess i will be meeting hym on &lt;strong&gt;wednesday morning&lt;/strong&gt;.wednesdae &lt;strong&gt;nyte&lt;/strong&gt; maybe i will be going to&lt;strong&gt; JB&lt;/strong&gt; wif my family again..so many activities wif dem and i got &lt;strong&gt;less tyme&lt;/strong&gt; wif my &lt;strong&gt;hubby&lt;/strong&gt;.i &lt;strong&gt;noe&lt;/strong&gt; dat he felt the &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt; wae as i did.but i really got no choice.&lt;strong&gt;haiyoo&lt;/strong&gt;..but i will try my very best to meet hym often so he wont get bored.now is &lt;strong&gt;2am&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;mawning&lt;/strong&gt;..i still &lt;strong&gt;cant sleep&lt;/strong&gt; i be &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt; for his &lt;strong&gt;call&lt;/strong&gt;.nuting much i can do.haizzz..&lt;strong&gt;i really mish hym alotz seyyyy..i cant wait to meet hym..i mish the kish dat he will non stop give it to me n oso mishing kishing his cheeks n lips &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muakkkz&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[yani suriani]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanxs 4 walking with me 4 past 9months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i look 4wards to the many more to come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our journey has been full of joy,laughter 'n' tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i n'joyed the sky dining a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u really gave me a surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the world around us changed everydae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no matter how complex it may b i shall shield 'n' guide u with all my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b'coz it's u, love come easily as long u stay by my side i can do anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sorrie 4 hurt u past few days hope u accept my apol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ur smile always melt my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank u 4 all ur precious love 'n' concern 4 me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from ur lovely huBBy aBit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-8045633598909552441?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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through..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dragging myself everydae to get by wanting so much juz to lie down n die..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then a light from above gleamed across your sweet face..i found the meaning of love,my heart beating harder each pace..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i knew right that instant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanted u 4 all time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing would stand againts it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nor grand deed nor anything crime..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ur mine 4ever n always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;until the ends of our days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then when all our days are past 4ever and always our love will still last..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to make it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i knoe i acted foolish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not here to let ur love go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not here to give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im here to win ur heart n soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;b'coz having u is all what i want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please don't go i can't breathe w/o u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't go w/o u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i won't stop b'lieving that i can't be with u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz when i say i love u, i mean it 4ever..&lt;/em&gt;&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/6993937151738870750-4302526186725125160?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/4302526186725125160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=4302526186725125160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4302526186725125160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/4302526186725125160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/11/bout-fazyani.html' title='bout fazyani'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Ry3YXi-LrGI/AAAAAAAAABw/SlSR4xB6O2k/s72-c/378040612l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-903551201226692448</id><published>2007-11-02T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:19:15.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FuCkED Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupidddd..i dun wanna care bout hym animore.i juz dun wanna waste my fucking tyme giving the stupid advice again and again.he wont listen to me.its ok if he hurt me now..juz wait for the tyme to come and it will be my turn alryte.soooo wait ok!!!i'm the type of person who will make sure if he hurt me,i will hurt hym more.cos i wanna hym feel how i felt all dis while..dats me!!so if he dun like,den he can jus goooo...die kalau da umpe kawan tak ingat sume janji2 die..bnget saaaakkkkk!!!&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;HYM&lt;/strong&gt;:u,i nak klua jap ley??i JANJI i alek kul 11 gtu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt;:umm ok la.make sure ok..ingat janji2 u..i tak kesah u lau dgn kwn2 u.i taknak u tpu2 i lagek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYM&lt;/strong&gt;:ok ayang!!!i da tak nakk tpu2 u lagek la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haaaah!!!bnyk la die nye alasan nanti..full of crap!!shit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[yani suriani]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-6993937151738870750.post-3671017441534385373</id><published>2007-11-01T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:45:55.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RynmkC-LrEI/AAAAAAAAABg/gqNR_PCNwkY/s1600-h/345625260l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127883157685382210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RynmkC-LrEI/AAAAAAAAABg/gqNR_PCNwkY/s320/345625260l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todae we meet up again..umm..for this past few daes i'm sooo happy cos we did not quarrel n not much of misunderstanding.dat was great.hopefully dis happiness will last long.as long as we do our part den everyting will be wokay..understanding is much important to protect from all dis misunderstanding..i'm happy to be wif hym n so did he..just now went to his place.chill..and went back home.it was kinda bored because we got not much plan..i dun care bout dat..important is dat i get to meet hym..ah..i loveeeeeeee fazriq lotzzzzzzz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-3671017441534385373?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/3671017441534385373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=3671017441534385373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-7489960909417087679</id><published>2007-10-29T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T06:25:16.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GeTTiNg bEtteR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RyXdH3J4qeI/AAAAAAAAABY/A9O5l1AFkUo/s1600-h/1_349771170l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126746877965412834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RyXdH3J4qeI/AAAAAAAAABY/A9O5l1AFkUo/s320/1_349771170l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeay!!todae get tomeet hym.Afta yesterdae conversation wif hym..i hope both of us will be more happier n less problem..juz now went to his place.spend tyme together.sooo happy.at around 6.30pm we went to had our dinner.chill for a while n i went back home straight.if we were to be like dis alwaes,i will be the most happiest person..hehe..tomorrow nid to stay at home den on wednesdae will be meeting hym up again.So i will be mishing hym tomorrow.mish my ayang aloooot!!!haiyoooo..cant wait on wednesdae!!!![yani suriani]&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/6993937151738870750-7489960909417087679?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7489960909417087679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=7489960909417087679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7489960909417087679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/7489960909417087679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-better.html' title='GeTTiNg bEtteR'/><author><name>FazYani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382880954807024718</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/RyXdH3J4qeI/AAAAAAAAABY/A9O5l1AFkUo/s72-c/1_349771170l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6993937151738870750.post-3686797528068962878</id><published>2007-10-26T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:42:49.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again N Again!When Will It Stop???</title><content type='html'>Again and again..i thought after we had straighten things out together the other dae,everyting will be fine.But i was wrong.Problems came non stop.And i were alwaes to be blame by hym for causing this problems.haizzz.OK lets straight to the point,it really irritate me when i get to noe he talk to that bitch on the phone.I dunno why i hate her soo much eventhogh that bitch is one of his friend,galfren.But as far as i'm concern i dont like him to do anyting that involving that bitch.Yesterdae i was really not in the mood wif hym but i tried to hide dis feelings as i dun want to spoilt the dae.Eventually i cant take it anymore.The more i keep this in my heart,the more pain i could feel.So,i guess i shud be frank to hym.I confronted hym.He deny.To be honest,i'm the soft hearted type of person.I will alwaes cry when i confront hym.I also dunno wats up wif my feelings.haha.End up he console me.At first it was really hard for me but i thought that no use drag dis matter up.Maybe it was jus a misunderstanding or i'm too emotional.I stop the matter.But i give hym another chance.I dun care when or where is that bitch will be,i dun wan hym to be der.If he really loves me well then he shud be listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;[yani suriani]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-3686797528068962878?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/3686797528068962878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=3686797528068962878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6993937151738870750/posts/default/3686797528068962878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4fbP1QUSCgI/Rx8UrXYGx0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/AJKL6thEwDo/s320/250745530l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;todae was damn bored sey..not mitting up wif my hubby.jus stay at home n relax.past few daes me n hym had too many quarrel.too many misunderstanding.but yesterdae we had straighten things out together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6993937151738870750-9214236292398332078?l=fazyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazyani.blogspot.com/feeds/9214236292398332078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6993937151738870750&amp;postID=9214236292398332078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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