<?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-4882806785906107446</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:15:16.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liyana's Eyes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-2747027710820512332</id><published>2009-12-20T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:04:03.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;                   Tell me I'm pretty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tell me I'm charming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tell me I'm beautiful too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;             Tell me I'm amazing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tell me everything I wanna hear....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                           Are you listening...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Whoever you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-2747027710820512332?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/2747027710820512332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=2747027710820512332' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2747027710820512332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2747027710820512332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/12/tell-me.html' title='tell me'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-1865966697789881897</id><published>2009-09-17T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:35:13.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random updates, feelings, words, thoughts. TADAA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;what should this post be about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEEHEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, let's just be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dad hates lok yuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Might be going to Sri Insan next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brownies for Love&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How pathetic is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me? Biggest Loser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle Joe and Dad!!! You're so mean!!  (hahahahah. funny though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;60th Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; Vid a success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a J.AM Production!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Puasa almost over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Raya is coming my way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Got RM10 duit Raya from Pn Afizah today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;How nice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One in here, one in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;one for ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I had you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Why do I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; seek your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I SWEAR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Haven't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made out&lt;/span&gt; in a long time. (hahahahahahaha. crack myself up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If I became a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lesbian&lt;/span&gt;, would my friends still love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;How about if I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bi&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! That was random....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Painted my nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;They SHINNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;Should I cut my hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My fringe is long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RAYA MOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;i like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;its gonna take me a long time to colour and position each one of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but i gots time... TEEHEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I think God did this for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank You, God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wrote an amazing essay today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;707 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Topic? MUSIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Like DDUUUHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You are the music you choose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;damn right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can't think of anything else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;all I think of is "Who will be next?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Liyana = Gleek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DAMN STRAIGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;are you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; at me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i have every right to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; at you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fat? YOU LEH?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHILLAX!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ok. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chilled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ok well, CIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-1865966697789881897?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/1865966697789881897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=1865966697789881897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/1865966697789881897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/1865966697789881897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-updates-feelings-words-thoughts.html' title='random updates, feelings, words, thoughts. TADAA!!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7387937024585657565</id><published>2009-09-11T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:06:13.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Years ago...</title><content type='html'>GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my 2007 year book, and I saw pictures of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH I WAS SOOOOO "ATTRACTIVE"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm not like, FREAKISHLY fat or whatever, but honestly.... I looked pretty BAAADDDD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I had boy friends then, and seriously, what did they see in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had braces, a weird BIG ass smile, bad hair all tied back and clipped like a stupid nerdy good girl, and... well.... I guess that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NNNOOOOOWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;I lost the braces, still have that BIG smile (but its nicer), my hair is better (got bangs and shit), and well, I guess I dress better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this leads me to my next question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If guys loved me then when I was SOOOO "attractive", why don't guys love me now that I'm BETTER than before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOORRRRR RRREEAAAALLLL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 2009 is the year I change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you turn 16, your world changes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this before I turned 16. Thought it was crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT HOLDS TOO MUCH TRUTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like even last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bad hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bad looks I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jeans were baggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shirts were plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wear accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just plain... PLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at 16!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nice blouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good jewelery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better hair style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just BETTERRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for your call, guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sounded lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm done complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to colour this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7387937024585657565?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7387937024585657565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7387937024585657565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7387937024585657565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7387937024585657565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/09/years-ago.html' title='Years ago...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4283612156459427773</id><published>2009-08-23T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:55:13.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My confession to you, darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't face his question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know both roads would hurt one of us in some way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's is no way to do anything without hurting someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its either I hurt myself, or I hurt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I don't wanna hurt him like you hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So tell me, what do I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you couldn't possibly help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So why do I even bother asking you, you may ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just needed a reason to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUBJECT CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Searching for you still....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its been maybe more than a week since I wrote to you. But you haven't replied. You haven't been here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where have you been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only reason why I'm here is to see if you are here too. But the result disappoints me. Always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you disappeared for good this time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe this heart should lose it's feelings for good this time too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW SUBJECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (kinda. but still continue from previous subject)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Falling in and out of love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the problem is, I never fell out of love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i DID stop loving you, cuz that was the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I think, if a person doesn't fall out of love, and just stops loving another, it is TOO easy for that person to fall BACK in love with that other person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Making any sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It does in MY head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So darling, do something that will make me fall out of love with you. And NOT just stop loving you cuz its the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing is "right" without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW SUBJECT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Filling this heart with too much emotion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There has never been a moment when I wasn't smiling when I was with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; races when I see you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; STOPS when you say something. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; skips a beat when you come close. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; jumps up and down when I'm with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But why can no other do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There WAS one other. But that "other", I could never have. Not that I want that "other" anymore.&lt;/span&gt; (hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've locked you away some time ago. But I save you, if I ever needed you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it seems, I have never really fastened the lock properly. And I let you seep out now and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The chances of someone reading this is LOW. So, I don't care if I'm the most pathetic person in the world right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like I said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;You ain't seen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;, until you've seen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4283612156459427773?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4283612156459427773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4283612156459427773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4283612156459427773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4283612156459427773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-confession-to-you-darling.html' title='My confession to you, darling'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5139086250964853736</id><published>2009-08-21T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:36:05.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorry, darlingS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'd send a postcard to you, dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;cuz I wish you were here......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cuz when I'm with him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I am thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tell me darling do you wish we'd fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;All the time. All the time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;ssiiigggghhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is it wrong to be with someone when you're still wishing for someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He doesn't make me laugh, like you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He doesn't have that memorable smile, like you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;He doesn't have those beautiful eyes, like you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He doesn't have a lot of things you do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but the difference is,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he's taking his chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My heart is torn in two, thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And I anxiously wait for you to appear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But its been so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And waiting for you is too tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've given up on trying to give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Would it be wrong to be with a person just for the sake of being with that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;What if I don't love him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You got it, you got it. Some kind of magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hypnotic, hypnotic. You're leaving me breathless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5139086250964853736?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5139086250964853736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5139086250964853736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5139086250964853736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5139086250964853736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sorry-darlings.html' title='im sorry, darlingS'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8421359012370739875</id><published>2009-08-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T01:57:44.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;WHAT IF I NEVER GET TO SEE YOU AGAIN?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. This is so frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna get to know you. Cuz what i feel right now, is an attraction. I wanna know if I should go along down that road and finally fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I've heard your melody, and its stuck in my mind. Now I wanna know the lyrics, and see if its a song I wanna sing.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;ssssiiiggggghhhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me have the chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8421359012370739875?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8421359012370739875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8421359012370739875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8421359012370739875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8421359012370739875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/08/giggles.html' title='giggles'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8195050284543301456</id><published>2009-08-07T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:05:35.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my heart, we got issues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I've been really tryin, baby! Try'na hold back this feelin' for so long. But if you feel, like I feel, baby. Then C'mon. OH C'MON!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;let's get it on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I can't help but smile when I hear that song. HEEEHEEEHEEEHEE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh crap. I can't remember what I was gonna write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh! I remember now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;ehm ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its nice to be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its nice to be fancied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its nice to be liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its awesome to know that you are LOVED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, I have this issue in my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why aren't I good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, someone I love made me feel like I was such a disappointment. Pathetic. Worthless. Useless. NOT GOOD ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;No, these words did not come out straight from that person's mouth. But what he was saying to me, about how I am, made me feel like NOTHING. Like I AM NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me so much. To hear him criticize me was like a blade stabbing me with every word.&lt;br /&gt;It has happened before. But I don't know what happened different this time, I just can't seem to forgive him. I have this HATE in my heart for him.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will always love him.&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I can't even look him in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't looked at him in the eye these few days. I have however, exchanged few words with him. Like normal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Its been two days since that incident. And it has never taken this long to act as if it didn't happen. It usually takes me a few hours. But it has been more than two days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I don't think I can ever open myself to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK! CHANGING SUBJECT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you for closure. I know now. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you for appreciating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you for "falling" for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It makes me happy to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It puts a smile on my face when you have time for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I have to say that my heart is closed to you now. It is no longer for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Try as you might, you and I know it will never be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As much as I have wanted you, I must say that now I know I can never have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And it does not hurt me to know this truth. It used to. But not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But thank you for everything. I will never forget you, for you have helped me find closure for something very important to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Try not to miss me when you're away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8195050284543301456?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8195050284543301456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8195050284543301456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8195050284543301456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8195050284543301456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-heart-we-got-issues.html' title='me and my heart, we got issues.'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6056672760454576605</id><published>2009-07-30T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:04:50.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Right now I'm supposed to be ironing my uniform for school tomorrow. But, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can think about is how I feel towards you. Which is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's over now. I feel nothing. You feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I held on to you the way I did, because you actually looked me in the eyes, and saw me. For me. And most of all, you LOVED me. For me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved me when I looked terrible.&lt;br /&gt;You loved me when I wasn't my best.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the most fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;But still, you loved me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing left now.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I knew this was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what bothers me now, is that there's no one who sees me for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;There's no one who feels the way you did about me.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like there's no one who looks at me, and sees all the great things I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't people see me the way you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you see my depth?&lt;br /&gt;Why were'nt you a normal guy and just look for a easy, shallow girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you see my beauty?&lt;br /&gt;Why were'nt you a normal guy and just look for a HOT, sexy girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you see my confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Why weren't you a normal guy and just look for one of those "damsels in distress"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I, considering all the things I am, and am not, attract you?&lt;br /&gt;How did I make you fall for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I, by just being me, make you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so much.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to offer.&lt;br /&gt;But why doesn't anyone see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a loser anymore. Because I am not in love with you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, the title....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6056672760454576605?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6056672760454576605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6056672760454576605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6056672760454576605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6056672760454576605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/07/loser-no-more.html' title='Loser no more'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3450103491844378455</id><published>2009-07-15T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:12:31.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I. AM. A. LOSER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/Sl2O02Mm4LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0DhbeXRHKyw/s1600-h/15072009573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/Sl2O02Mm4LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0DhbeXRHKyw/s320/15072009573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358596170193494194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE LOSER THAT'S IN LOVE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. = &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ain't seen pathetic until you've seen me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ain't seen a loser until you've seen me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-3450103491844378455?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3450103491844378455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3450103491844378455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3450103491844378455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3450103491844378455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-loser.html' title='I. AM. A. LOSER.'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/Sl2O02Mm4LI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0DhbeXRHKyw/s72-c/15072009573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3488503456302792581</id><published>2009-07-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:25:49.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half true....</title><content type='html'>"You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lose sleep over me&lt;/span&gt;, cuz I'm constantly running around in your mind and in your dreams."&lt;br /&gt;"You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;lose your appetite cuz of me&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;write songs about me&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;miss me&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those things you said (and more) are only HALF true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't lose sleep over you. Well, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never lost my appetite over anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I write songs about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will never know. Well, maybe you will. But not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m trying my best to not give in to your charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You break my heart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;All the time&lt;/span&gt;. And I can't trust you with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you make it too easy for me to keep falling for you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;over and over again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You missed your chance. But you said I missed mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it have been like together, I often wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would've been better than everything we already were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been dreaming too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up. Put the memory of you in a box. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lock it away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you come back, just when I forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say I want you to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every time you come back, my face lights up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My heart lights up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR WHAT?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pathetic little memory I save in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;For the pathetic little fantasy I have in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;For the pathetic little feeling I keep in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take whatever little piece of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I broke your heart to pieces, spat on it and ran it over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But it's vice versa, Baby... VICE VERSA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know I'm special. Thank You for being the one to notice, and actually liking my specialness... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the part where you break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Where you tear it all apart.&lt;br /&gt;This is when you tell me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Let go of my hand. And leave me there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-3488503456302792581?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3488503456302792581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3488503456302792581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3488503456302792581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3488503456302792581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/07/half-true.html' title='Half true....'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8104006930548575346</id><published>2009-07-11T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:59:01.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;On Wednesday, I married Michelle Seck Wei Qi (is she gonna be mad that I wrote her full name? TEEHEE!) on FaceBook. She didn't taste like Cherry Chapsitck. Soooo disappointing. I divorced her after maybe an hour, cuz I wanted to marry someone else. HAHAHAHA. If I could've stayed married to her, I would've. But I couldn't... AWwwwwWWWwww.... Too bad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;We had an AWESOME lesbian bitch fight about our "marriage" on FaceBook. Its UBER funny!! So, yeah. The divorce was finalized and I married someone else. TEEHEE. All the comments about us being married were really funny. TEEHEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I cut my hair yesterday. If I knew how to style it right, my hair would totally be THE SHIT! Like, its SOOO rocker man! I've got bangs now, and my hair is thinner, and lighter, and so much nicer. Mom liked it FULL! But it was so hot under all that hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway... I'm going to see the monkeys (the ones with the really big nose and eternal erection) and the fire flies tomorrow. TEEHEE. With the American volunteers for Habitat for Humanity. Its gonna be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OH! Our school had "mini sukan" on Thursday. I didn't qualify for cakera, peluruh (so disapointed) OR running (like DUH). But I think I might have qualified for Javelin. TEEHEE. I've tried that before and SUCKED at it. This time, dunno why, I did it well. What does that mean for the future? TRAINING. UNDER THE HOT SUN! MISSING CLASS! NNNOOOOO!!! Can I NOT join? I guess I could... TEEHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Our class lost its "Buku Urus Diri". And now everyone has to pay RM10, that's right, TEN DOLLARS! For one tiny little book that I don't even use. Like hell I'm gonna pay money for something I don't use. Yeah, I use the toilet, but mostly during recess. And in the four years I've been in that school, I think I only ever really needed to use that tiny book FOUR times... JUST four.... So, yeah. Send me to Lily. Call my parents and everything'll be alright. TEEHEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I made brownies today! They're not sweet enough though... Sad... But still. I like eating them... TEEHEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Every one's getting sick now. OH NO! beware... TEEHEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Science and Math to BM??!! Another reason for us to doubt them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Performing Arts, Culinary, Event Management, Hotel Management, Resort Management.... WHICH ONE??!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Pants getting baggy at the ass area, means, ASS IS SHRINKING!!! NOOO!!! (good thing to I guess. NEW JEANS!!! TEEHEE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Australians are funny! Mychonny, Yourchonny, communitychannel. AWESOME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I read your blogs too!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8104006930548575346?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8104006930548575346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8104006930548575346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8104006930548575346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8104006930548575346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7603181574132618980</id><published>2009-07-05T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:17:31.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I know its been a while since i wrote anything. Since April to be exact. Which makes it &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; three months since I last wrote anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I'm going to delete my last post, where I poured my heart and soul out and shit. Yeah. There it goes *delete*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Well, I can't actually delete it while I'm typing this. But by the time anyone reads this, it'll be gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wait... No one really reads my blog right? Oh well... Whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;its July now. (DUH.. Like you didn't know that already?) And... What's been happening? Not much. Just drama. Well, DRAMA and Drama competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well, what's life without drama? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyways. About HS! teehee. (my fav subject)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Garry is still Mr. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm still HS VP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and G is still the Founder (like DUH. Founder can't be changed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Aaron is SUDDENLY REALLY HS!! I know he's my slave and all, but he has never been that HS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;And the things he says bah!!! Like, SERIOUSLY!! I felt mentally harassed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today, I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mentally harassed AGAIN by Aaron. (Dude... you DONT wanna know. Actually, if you were HS, you'd wanna know... TEEHEE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stabbed by Garry. (Why you like the backdoor? Why not front door huh??!! Just like up there, you wouldn't wanna know unless you HS. teeheee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Frightened by this chick who asked me "Apa? Ada masalah?" (I talked about her, and she noticed, and she asked me that. All I said to Adew and Izzat was that I saw her at centre yesterday with the abang from the Canteen! SERIOUS!! And I think she thought that I was mad at her cuz when we(me, G, Maddie) were passing the Lab where her class was, we were talking a bit loud and she SHHHHHed us. Like, REALLY LOUDLY! HOW RUDE! of us... hahaha. NOT her... I DID SAY SORRY!!! DUDE. She could freaking kick my ass! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Hit by Maddie ( cuz I kept ignoring her questions when she wanted to copy my science note. And I introduced her to this thing I have only ever done with my brother, and I call it "IN MY MIND". Which is something I do to annoy my bro. Its started when my bro and I were in the car... You know that game where you see that turle car, like Mr.Bean's car? Where you hit the person closest to you and your fingers do the PEACE thingy after you've hit them and said "wu gui che" which means TURLTE CAR. Yeah... He saw the car, and HIT me. And I was like, WTF? Then 2 minutes later, I did the same to him. And he was like, "WHERE? I DONT SEE IT!", and I took my fingers and did that GUN shape thing, put it to my forehead and said "IN MY MIND". He laughed so hard. I kept doing that to annoy him. So I did that to Maddie as well. I told her the story, and right after that, I said, "Look! Butterfly! IN MY MIND!!!" and did the finger thingy to the forehead when I said "IN MY MIND". I kept doing stuff like that for maybe ten minutes. And I stopped saying the words, but continued doing the action, and she knew just what I meant. TEEHEE!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I just thought about my love life. Wait. What love life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well, yeah. I don't have one. Unless you count my fake oneS with some of the boys in my class... TEEHEE... My three husbands and one more, my FIRST one, in some other class... SORRY CHERYL!! teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The last time I had a crush on someone was... I dunno. A month ago? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It was one the same guy I has a crush on last year. Yeah.. If you read my blogs, you'd know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He suddenly came back into my life just as my heart was breaking. He seemed to put the pieces back together. He made me happy, jsut when I thought I'd be miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;He satyed for a while in my life... he stole my heart. And then? He went MIA... I should've seen it coming. Cuz that's exactly what happened last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So yeah... I was a little broken... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But he came back, and made it all better again. And left again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This 'leaving and returning' thing he does, is SOOOO his trademark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well, ups and downs, he made me go through.... (woah.. That was SOOOO Master Yoda!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cried over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Lost sleep over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wrote song(yes, just one. Well, not even a full one. Just HALF a song. Well, not really even half. Quater lah. Yeah.. 1/4 ONLY) about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Fell for him. (Pathetic. I know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;BUT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I got over him as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But it hurts to know he left without a goodbye. I mean, did I mean nothing to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know I meant SOMETHING to him once. But do you really just cancel a person out of your life when you think there's nothing there to be done with that person? I mean, he said he ONCE had feelings for me... But do guys just cancel out girls when both sides agree that they're not worth each other's time? DAMN. SO FRUSTRATED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But whatever.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Its over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But I hate how he can just pull my heart strings like the puppet master... The last thing I remember he said to me before he left was "luv you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Here's how it went: (its really short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purple me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;blue him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ok. well, i gtg change first. so, imma be away for like, a minute or two. try not to miss me so much k, baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i'll try my best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;(at this point i checked some of my other stuff like FB before I went to my room. Then he wrote my another msg, which was)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;luv you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;erm.... love you too?? (really shocked....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;that was new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeah, we have to try new things everyday to keep things interesting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ok, like WTF??? Anyways, it didn't mean anything... Which it should have. But I knew it didn't... Its alright... Its all in the past. I'm just telling you cuz its been a while since I wrote. Just writing everything I remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, back to the topic of my "love life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I DON'T HAVE ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, not a real one.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That's the conclusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Right now I'm waiting for Cheryl to come over. I'm taking her to the Welcome Dinner for the American voulnteers for the charity that my daddy is a Board Member of, Habitat For Humanity. Its a really good charity. Every year, this organisition bulids homes for the poor. AWESOME, RIGHT???  Well, I'm only bringing her cuz she's OBSESED with org putih. And I wanna show her that they're just like us. Well, I'm also bringing her to the Farewell Dinner for the French students who've voulnteered. They weill be closer in age to us compared to the Americans. The Americans voulnteers are mostly Uni students. Some even doing Masters. OLD-NESS!! hahhaah. but WISE.... lol.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;And I told her its EXTREMELY CASUAL... Which means nothing to her. Which means she'll be there in heals, make up, fancy accesories and shit. SOOO NOT CASUAL. "brought up like that" she says.... yeah.... well..... yeah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well, I'mma end this now. Cuz I'm hungry!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ciao babes! Love you loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7603181574132618980?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7603181574132618980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7603181574132618980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7603181574132618980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7603181574132618980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-long-time.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5204856889917712888</id><published>2009-04-18T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:20:48.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>every broken little piece spilled right in front of you.. for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELETED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5204856889917712888?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5204856889917712888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5204856889917712888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5204856889917712888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5204856889917712888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-broken-little-piece-spilled-right.html' title='every broken little piece spilled right in front of you.. for you...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5764919392430150675</id><published>2009-04-12T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T05:34:05.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Killed My Weaknes Yesterday &amp; Silent Motion Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Today, 12th April 2009, Sunday, SM Lok Yuk got third place once again at Bakat Interact 2009!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I Killed My Weaknes Yesterday (My band), who consist of Gavin Scott on the Lead, Nadz on the rhythm, Jones Peter on the bass, Jan on the drums, and Me, Liyana on the mic, and Silent Motion Family were the representatives from Lok Yuk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I actually got the 5th position at first while our school's dance crew got the 9th. I asked them to switch with me cuz I wanted to be after La Salle, cuz we felt that they were our biggest competition. So yeah. We were RIGHT after La Salle. They were 8, while we were 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So the dance crew, Silent Motion Family, which is the combination of Silent Motion Crew and XOXO. They did their thing. And it was as good as it gets. But then All Saints dance crew was right after them, and if I were anyone else, I'd forgte about Lok Yuk.. I mean, I'd remember them but more focused on All Saints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, a little while before the Band's performance, a lot of them were telling me "Win this for the school!", "You're our only hope!"... Like... Oh shit... Like, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE THE WEIGHT OF THE SCHOOL ON ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But they did... And I sand my heart out while my band mates played they're hearts out... Pur perfomance was so full of energy! IT WAS F'ING AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And after I came out from backstage after the performance, I wanted to cry. It was like a whole rollercoster of emotions!! And right when SMC saw me, they came towards me and they were like screaming, "Yeah! You rocked it! We totally won!! We could actually win this!!".... All that kinda stuff... It was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So, finally, we got third. Same as last year. But I feel that that's GREAT. Cuz a lot of us didn't think we could even place this year... And we did. And I don't wanna honk my own horn, but I feel that my band really helped our beloved school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I think my rythmist, Nadz was really happy. He kept saying it was his own Birthday present to himself... Like, AWWWWWW!!! He was the one who went on stage to receive the prize, even though I wanted to. I let him, cuz I love him.. I mean, love him as a friend and brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I dunno what I'll do next year without Gavin, Jones, and Nadz... Who will be my guitarists? Who will back me up? No one can back me up like they did today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm hoping this year, I'll get to play with them once more... just one more time... Just one more kick ass rock show!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So, we won thrid this year. We won RM200 and that's probably going to the interact club for like Prom or something... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I am happy. I am... I truly am... I love my friends who made my performance into a rock show. I love my friends who screamed the whole 12 minutes. I love the people from my school who did that too. I thank the people who I dont know who also went infront and screamed and reached for my hand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank You God for this most wonderful experience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5764919392430150675?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5764919392430150675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5764919392430150675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5764919392430150675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5764919392430150675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-killed-my-weaknes-yesterday-silent.html' title='I Killed My Weaknes Yesterday &amp; Silent Motion Family'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4909037900133613727</id><published>2009-03-31T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:39:42.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma be happy with 'em</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So here's the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to bring my band to Bakat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one person, who's opinion means a lot to me, doesn't have faith in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she didn't say it like that. She said there would be a lot of problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think, the more people that get this chance, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if we suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have fun sucking together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know in our hearts that we're giving it our all. Sweating our asses off! hahahah (private joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care what the score is. Well, I don't. I dunno if the rest do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't care about what the old people think. I care about how the crowd feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care about how much this opportunity means to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, imma try to be happy doing the things we do together. Even though some don't think we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I can. I think I can. I think I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana, the little girl (and her band) that COULD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That WILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will ROCK YOUR SOCKS OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4909037900133613727?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4909037900133613727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4909037900133613727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4909037900133613727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4909037900133613727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/03/imma-be-happy-with-em.html' title='Imma be happy with &apos;em'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7692580648655611436</id><published>2009-02-16T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:00:25.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Little Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Its beautiful that I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Its also a mess that I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beautiful that I want you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Its screwed up, wanting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its beautiful that I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Its F'ed up that I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful. But you are a mess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                             &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You're &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a freaking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;beautiful mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But we ARE worlds apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the brightest star in my night sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;But will I ever be the dawn you love waking to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my truth that the silence screams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But will I ever be your whisper in the wind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7692580648655611436?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7692580648655611436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7692580648655611436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7692580648655611436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7692580648655611436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-beautiful-little-mess.html' title='My Beautiful Little Mess'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-2485508745862321471</id><published>2009-02-06T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:29:27.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Medal... SILVER</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the second Sports Day.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher put down my name for the events Javelin and Short Putt. That's Lembing and Peluru for those who dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I totally sucked at Javelin.&lt;br /&gt;And for short putt....... here comes the shock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SILVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, like, SHOCKING right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME? An athlete???    HAHAHAHAHAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes. Its true.. Imma be representing school now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didnt go to the meeting today... Im starting to wonder if there was one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ways.. I've got nothing to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one seems to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-2485508745862321471?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/2485508745862321471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=2485508745862321471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2485508745862321471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2485508745862321471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-you-guys-ever-blog-anymore.html' title='My first Medal... SILVER'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4733497477500251531</id><published>2009-02-02T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:58:48.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything changes at SIXTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"My life changed the moment I turned 16"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;We've all heard that before, haven't we? I definitely have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;And as the gap between 15 and 16 gets smaller, I can actually feel it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Things have changed. Things ARE going to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have changed and AM changing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am welcoming this change. Welcoming while hoping its a good change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I changing into someone I wanna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are things changing into what I'd like it to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So far......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Its all good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt; If I pulled everything closer, would it all just slip away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;please dont slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4733497477500251531?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4733497477500251531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4733497477500251531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4733497477500251531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4733497477500251531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-changes-at-sixteen.html' title='everything changes at SIXTEEN'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7610042688695938915</id><published>2009-01-17T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:14:48.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is late</title><content type='html'>Going through my photos on my computer, I realized that 2008 was a big year for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year my Music really kicked off.&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year I started making a name for myself&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year I really developed myself in what I love&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year I lost and gained so much more&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year I matured and tried learning to not let little things bother me&lt;br /&gt;08 was the year that will change my life forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could repeat December 08" says Liyana&lt;br /&gt;"NO! You were so busy!" Gina protested&lt;br /&gt;"That's why! It was a great month. All the shows I got to do!" Liyana explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really need to thank God for all this. He has lead me to where I wanna be. He has brought me to places I never knew. Thank You Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Let's come back to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stay in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;The time where school is still not fully settled in yet.&lt;br /&gt;The time where everything is going slow.&lt;br /&gt;The time where I can keep hanging with my friends in class.&lt;br /&gt;The time where teachers are still hardly in class.&lt;br /&gt;The time where there's still time to go out and hang out.&lt;br /&gt;The time where nothing really matters yet.&lt;br /&gt;The time where all of us can tell each other really lame stuff and laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;The time where new things start.&lt;br /&gt;The time right now.&lt;br /&gt;I could repeat these 2 weeks over and over again. Cuz the people I love are all present during this time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope nothing changes. But I know that won't be. Cuz people go away. Well, in my case, just ONE person is leaving. I hope he doesn't. teehee. He makes us all laugh. TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its the beginning of the year, but I am SOOOOO happy you guys are in my life. I wanna thank you guys. I can't name everyone, cuz... erm... whatever. Anyways, we'll wait till Dec 09 and see if everyone is still here. Then I'll thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HugHugKissKiss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't be bothered with colors anymore)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7610042688695938915?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7610042688695938915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7610042688695938915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7610042688695938915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7610042688695938915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-late.html' title='this is late'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-2684152270259995128</id><published>2009-01-06T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:19:22.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new class, new things to kick ass at!</title><content type='html'>So, I don't think I've blogged about anything since the new year. TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;So, its the new year.... ermmm.... yay?&lt;br /&gt;So far I've only gone through 2 days of school. Not too bad. Getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;The... erm.... Good or bad part about it is that its on the FOURTH FLOOR. The highest.&lt;br /&gt;Bad cuz it gets so tiring. Good cuz imma be so skinny by the end of this year. TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. LOL was last year. This year its TEEHEE. For me I mean.&lt;br /&gt;My classmates....hmmmm... are...... INVISIBLE? Well, to me, SOME are.&lt;br /&gt;I have fun with SOME selected people only.&lt;br /&gt;So, you selected people should feel very fortunate that I choose to hang with you.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Yeah, that's just me being perasan.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's something that makes you laugh eh?&lt;br /&gt;So, our teachers keep warning us that form 4 will be a culture shock for us.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm waiting for that.&lt;br /&gt;So far its not too bad. I think this year will be good. TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;So, I've got it all planned out.&lt;br /&gt;Bakat Lok Yuk first&lt;br /&gt;Then Bakat Interact&lt;br /&gt;Battle of the Bands&lt;br /&gt;KK Music Fest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... That's what I know of now.&lt;br /&gt;More gigs will surely show themselves to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'm done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a TEEHEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-2684152270259995128?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/2684152270259995128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=2684152270259995128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2684152270259995128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2684152270259995128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-class-new-things-to-kick.html' title='new year, new class, new things to kick ass at!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4811076157640584126</id><published>2008-12-29T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:31:04.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>embrace the rebelious, full of angst, pathetic teen you truly are</title><content type='html'>I am 15 going on 16.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going through the REAL teenage phase.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say that?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't care much about anything except having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I get annoyed too easily with what _____ say&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I never thought I'd go through what I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Which is I hate _____&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is have fun.&lt;br /&gt;And _____ is/are giving me lots of crap!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly!&lt;br /&gt;I know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I am capable of.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to make things work out.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking trust me! JUST FREAKING LAY OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I live for is the love I have for performing. I love the high I get when I'm on stage and people and there showing their support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my stupid results dont count for SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amusing though, I've got 2 A's 2 B's 2 C's 2 D's. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, at least I passed everything. That's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't you worry. I have a plan. No matter what, I WILL do what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch my ____? I wouldn't have a ____ if you didn't annoy me with stupid unnecessary questions that I'm sick of just saying "yes" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I realize i AM now one of those teens that are like "So? What you gonna do about it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4811076157640584126?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4811076157640584126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4811076157640584126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4811076157640584126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4811076157640584126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/12/embrace-rebelious-full-of-angst.html' title='embrace the rebelious, full of angst, pathetic teen you truly are'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4667161381626647785</id><published>2008-12-29T08:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:58:51.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Student Fellowship Night! THE F'ING PARTY OF THEF'ING YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I just got back from the damn party of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For those who couldn't be there, I feel so sorry for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I just wanna say some thanks yous today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Thank you Kevin Tan for coming into my life and getting me into De Notes. Without you and your school, I wouldn't be the RockStar Diva I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thank you Gordon Chin for backing me and bringing an energy with you that makes me hype!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you my "darling" Jay. You have backed me with many songs. I know you can totally kick Daniel's ass any day! Thanks for helping me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Thank you my BRADDER! Victor Ting, for supporting me and laughing with me. Thank you for introducing me to Head Banging, which at first made me dizzy. But cuz of you, I can now head bang so much till my neck get sore and STILL not get dizzy. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks Debbie, the greatest Bass player in the world!! Thanks for making the show as great as it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thanks Frederick for giving La Bamba and me JUST the right groove. Just enough to make me dance too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks Jan, my real bro. I'm real proud of you for doing "I'm with you" with me and nailing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks Steve, Ricky and Daniel for dancing with me. You guys helped me lose so much weight tonight! hahaha. Now I know who I can bring clubbing with me when I turn 18. Wait, actually you guys jumped with me too during all the rock. So I know who to bring to concerts too! AWESOME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thanks Daniel once again for dancing with me through the slow songs. Anyone would be lucky to have you. Love you loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks...erm... Tim I think, from Blaming Sarah, for taking me by the hand and taking me somewhere new. Hahahahha. I mean, thanks for reaching out to me as I was reaching out to you when I sang the line "take me by the hand and take me somewhere new"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks Darell! Your jump was JUST right. I hope I'll see you soon. Maybe by then you'll get your hair long enough to head bang with me! Oh yeah. You're Darell, and you're HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Thank you to all the bands that played tonight! Erm... I cant remember all your names. All I know is Bread and Jam, and Blaming Sarah. You guys made me JUMP!  That other band from Sri Insan I think, I only know one guy wich is Zeb. So yeah, you guys rocked! Thanks for the lollipop!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Thank you people who supported me and loved me on stage! Without your energy I don't think I would have been so rockin'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Thanks Marc from Bread and Jam. You told me that you loved that I sweat on stage. Inside I was like "WHAT??". But you continued and said "It means you're giving it your all". Which I totally was! I'll try to remember to give it my all till I sweat! HAHAHAHAH... eeeewwww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks Gavin Young for taking cool pics. Looking forward to seeing them. You were cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My babes Gina and Cheryl. I feel so bad for you guys. I'm sorry you couldn't make it. But I dunno if you would've loved it as much as I do. You guys don't seem like the rocker type. Maybe thats why we're best mates. We're all so different from each other. Love you guys for supporting me whatever! LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks organizer whom I dont know. I loved playing for the party tonight. Make it a annual thing k? That'll be the most awesome thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom for helping me with my make up! And dad for dropping us off and picking us back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This was the party of my life yet. 2008 was the greatest year of my life YET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So, my results and coming out in a few hours. And all I can say is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;" I don't F'ing CARE! I don't care what I get! I don't care what stream you f'ing send me to! Cuz no matter what, I'll still be the most rockin' chick in school!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THAT'S WHAT'S UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, I guess thats it. Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Goodbye 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm Liyana&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SuperRockStarDiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And you know you can't resist me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HugHugKissKiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4667161381626647785?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4667161381626647785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4667161381626647785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4667161381626647785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4667161381626647785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-student-fellowship-night-fing.html' title='Thank You Student Fellowship Night! THE F&apos;ING PARTY OF THEF&apos;ING YEAR!!!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6372418114513255514</id><published>2008-12-28T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T05:16:18.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How you have brought me happiness and sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This year was BIG for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This year was the year I found my place in the music scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, a SMALL scene. heeheehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008 was the year I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did not fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Acted most like a teenager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cried tears of hurt and pain. But joy too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Did not and DID socialize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Embraced angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Didn't care what people thought and just acted like ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Spent too much on clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; was taught how to use make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; made many new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; grew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; learned many new things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; discovered new ways of feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; met great musicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; did too many things that i cant recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I wanna bring in the New Year with a bang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, can anyone help me find a BANG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6372418114513255514?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6372418114513255514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6372418114513255514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6372418114513255514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6372418114513255514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008.html' title='Goodbye 2008'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-2970572050561145435</id><published>2008-11-24T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:56:23.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hot List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'ve decided to make a "Hot List"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Feel free to do one too. Any kinda "Hot List" is fine. Just as long as it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My "Hot List" is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"The Hot Men of Music"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh yeah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. The Men of Panic! At The Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;        -Brendon Urie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;        -Ryan Ross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;       -Jon Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;        -Spencer Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;        (I just think they're HOT!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. Gerard Way (from MCR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;        -I like rocker guys like these. Like Brendon Urie and Gerard Way have some kinda weirdness to them that to me is really hot. Gosh I feel like Paris Hilton. "That's Hot".... totally... But its sad that THIS guy is married.. sigh. He would've been on TOP of my list if he wasn't married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. The boys of NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;        -Travis Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;        -Kevin McHale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;        -Justin Thorne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;        -V Sevani (Yup, brother of Adam Sevani)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4. NeYo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;        -Dude, he's HOT! He's got moves, makes sick tracks and SINGS!! Like, HELLO!! Do we all really need anymore other reasons to love him? I didn't think so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;5.Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;        -He's like a mini NeYo. But I really hate the fact he's with Rihanna. Sigh. How a heart breaks eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6.Jesse McCartney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;        -He's cute and has a nice voice. Good producer. Nice tracks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="fn"&gt;Synyster Gates (Lead guitarist from Avenged Sevenfold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="fn"&gt;        -The only thing that made me put him on my list was his solo in Afterlife. That's Hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="fn"&gt;8. Jared Leto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="fn"&gt;        -HOT. Thats all I can say. I mean, the fact that he's in a rock band is HOT too. Like I said, "I like rockers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="fn"&gt;9.Trace Cyrus and Mason Musso (the 2 front men of Metro Station)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="fn"&gt;        -Like I said. Rockers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="fn"&gt;10. Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="fn"&gt;        -HOT. I actually like Patrick more than I like Pete. Not only cuz Pete is married and has a baby with Ashlee Simpson. But cuz Patrick has more qualities that I like. hhehehhee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="fn"&gt;So, thats my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't wait to see yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-2970572050561145435?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/2970572050561145435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=2970572050561145435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2970572050561145435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2970572050561145435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hot-list.html' title='My Hot List'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-638078060083498297</id><published>2008-11-01T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:13:45.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna be here anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its sounds emo, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But no more please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No more singing for not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna be there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't I don't I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not enjoying myself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not I'm not I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna walk through those doors again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just want this phase to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't like this pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't like that you don't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its the last time for this year. I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you're never gonna let me end it, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No you won't. Cuz that's what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just always have to make my like not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want things my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And this time I'm not giving up that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm doing this and then ending all of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't care what you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never again will I do what I don't wanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-638078060083498297?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/638078060083498297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=638078060083498297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/638078060083498297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/638078060083498297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-wanna-be-here-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna be here anymore.'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7268051909158645111</id><published>2008-10-30T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:06:34.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao Darling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Or something like that was what you last said to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, I'm sure you said Darling. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Not like I'm getting all hype about it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Yes,I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I call everyone darling or names that relate to darling, and never really expected to get the same response. But suddenly you go and say it. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"I think I KINDA LITTLE EETY BIT fancy him"&lt;/span&gt;. Thats what I said to Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Every time I think about you now, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;my heart giggles&lt;/span&gt;. heeheeheehee...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok, something you should know about me is that I only go for guys that I can imagine myself with. Like, imagine myself with the guy and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So, like, I can sorta imagine us, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;yet I can't&lt;/span&gt;. Are we not close enough, or do I not know you enough to LIKE like you? Or is it cuz I know we're getting closer and closer each day that I think we're too much of friends to be more than that? sigh.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;confusing, confusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're so funny and always make me giggle. heeheeheeheehee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And most people would say humor is a wall breaker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What I'm saying is that you make me feel at ease. Like I can be my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rough&lt;/span&gt; self and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;stupid silly stuck up&lt;/span&gt; self and you won't mind. Which you don't it seems. Cuz I have been like that with you since day one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I haven't had a crush like this in a while. You would know cuz I told you that I haven't had a crush on anyone in a while. But you don't know that its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wait, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; don't even know if I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; really have a REAL crush on you. Like, I just..erm...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fancy you&lt;/span&gt;? hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Well, we'll wait and see. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;*SMILES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7268051909158645111?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7268051909158645111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7268051909158645111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7268051909158645111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7268051909158645111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/10/ciao-darling.html' title='Ciao Darling...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6997630984419709196</id><published>2008-10-24T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:13:37.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in Cathay watching HSM3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ok, the funny things that happen when watching HSM3 on the day it was released in M'sia(24th Oct 08).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gina, Alanna(G's cousin) and I went into the cinema hall and no one was in there. So, we thought we were the only one. We were waiting for Cheryl too. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then a few seconds after we found our seats, the hall starts filling with a few teens. All of us are with our own groups. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SO, the funny things were how we all acted while watching the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The was this one group where whenever there was this really serious scene the would start sazying "SING SING SING!". And of course Troy and Gabby would start singing. Then we'd all laugh. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok then, there was this part where Sharpay said some thing really bad to Troy. She told him that the only thing stopping Gabby from going to Standford for some honors program was HIM.  Then silence. Then I said &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"BITCH!"&lt;/span&gt;. And everyone started laughing. HAHAHA. I didn't know i was that loud! HAHAHA. But it was SOOO FUNNY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok then there was this other part in the movie where Troy cheers on Chad and goes "And the crowd goes wild!! ahhhh!! ahhhhh!!!" OK Troy was saying that. And as he's going ahhhhh, there was a guy in the crowd who went &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Ahhhhhh! I've got asthma!!!"&lt;/span&gt; And EVERYONE in the cinema laughed!! HAHAHAH!!! Its was so funny!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, then at the end, they show the faces of the main characters and Troy was last, and me and some other girls went "Wooh!!" cuz he's just so DAMN HOT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;All through the movie, I was like, "G!! HE'S SO HOT!! ALANNA!! HE'S SO HOT!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wanna just like die in his arms and I'd die a happy teenage girl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Man, so that was the best movie experience in my life. And not that i hate HSM, I just get annoyed at how much they're EVERYWHERE. But I LOVE ZAC!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;OK, I guess thats that. Ciao Ciao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6997630984419709196?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6997630984419709196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6997630984419709196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6997630984419709196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6997630984419709196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-cathay-watching-hsm3.html' title='in Cathay watching HSM3'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-9121434594834343453</id><published>2008-09-28T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:07:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Almost Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ahhhh, Puasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You shall end in two days time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You have helped me loose some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You have helped me clean myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You have also put me through torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You have made me go almost insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The end of you means the start of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Ahhhh, Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You shall bring me joy and happiness in two days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You shall help me put on all the things I've lost with Puasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You make my Lola make great food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You make my Lolo and Uncles and Aunts and Parents gimme money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You make me happy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-9121434594834343453?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/9121434594834343453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=9121434594834343453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/9121434594834343453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/9121434594834343453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-almost-over.html' title='Its Almost Over'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4558714226729981154</id><published>2008-09-26T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:41:07.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things you do to me are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;G &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;E &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sound familiar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;OK, anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The little things you do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(not necessarily to me)&lt;/span&gt; are cute and make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Why did I not notice this before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Why have you suddenly been on my mind more than usual lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But sadly, it will never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The promise we made, was it for real? Or just for fun, for laughs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It is still funny when I imagine ourselves keeping our word. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Can you imagine us like that?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I do still owe you that little thing. Make sure you claim your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;prize&lt;/span&gt; before the end of October. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The thing that made me laugh that day was how you'd give up loads just for your prize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me : "If your answer is wrong, I won't give you your prize."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;You : *Erases answer off papers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know the people who read this won't get it one bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4558714226729981154?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4558714226729981154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4558714226729981154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4558714226729981154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4558714226729981154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-things-you-do-to-me-are.html' title='the little things you do to me are...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-638705613052139929</id><published>2008-09-12T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:13:36.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh thank God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm never doing that again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh thank God everything was safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I almost lost everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll try it next time with a professional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyways, I caught you looking at me last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I saw that smile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I liked what I saw and I REALLY liked what I heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But I don't even know your name. I don't know where you're from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But we have a month plus to find that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So, maybe next week we can sit together for a while?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Get to know what's behind that cute smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-638705613052139929?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/638705613052139929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=638705613052139929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/638705613052139929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/638705613052139929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-thank-god.html' title='oh thank God'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4313740238195342443</id><published>2008-09-02T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:48:23.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can't say I love you. Cuz I don't know if I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can't say I wanna be with you. Cuz I don't know if I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I can't say I know you. Cuz I don't know if I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't say what I feel. Cuz I don't know what it is that I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't say what we are. Cuz I honestly don't know what we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't say that we're like this. Cuz I don't know if we're not that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I can't say I know what happened. Cuz I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I can't say I know what's GOING to happen. Cuz I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I can't say I know we're gonna be together. Cuz I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Am I angry? Or angry that I'm sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Do I hate you? Or just hate to let you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Do I love you? Or just love who you WERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not sure if I hate you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But I'm not sure if I love you anymore either......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4313740238195342443?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4313740238195342443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4313740238195342443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4313740238195342443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4313740238195342443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-can-i-say.html' title='I can&apos;t say'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4538256176491380372</id><published>2008-08-18T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:18:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Of My Life... (HAHAHAHAHA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Great Three Days in a Row....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Saturday, 16/8/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SWEPA Toastmasters Installation Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Victor Ting, Jan and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Songs Played:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Fly Me To The Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-What A Wonderful World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Put Your Records On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-I'm Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Another You (Solo by Vic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Feedback:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Was SUPER FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Great feedback from everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Kevin was there to check us out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;He says things were good. But I should consider loosing weight. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;OUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Overall, had wonderful time with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;great friend and great brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sunday, 17/8/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;16th K.K. Music Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(My third time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I sang "Summertime"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Was super nervous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vocalized before the actual competition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sang the song a couple of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then the competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The first guy was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He was singing an Italian opera song. Projection was AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ok, 2nd person. Small girl. Ok for her age. But the other three contestants(including myself) would totally crush her cuz of our mature voices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;3rd, was my schoolmate. She was ok. But projection was not as good as the first dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then me. I sang. Was so happy when singing. Was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;in the moment&lt;/span&gt;. I thought it was great. Got off the stage with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;HUGE SMILE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then, prize time. Judge gave comments first. She said the dude had great projection and the other girls did ok. Her comments to me were "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;like a black singer&lt;/span&gt;". Like, WOOHOO much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ok, skipping everything. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I GOT FIRST PLACE!!!&lt;/span&gt; woohoo!! This is the first time I got first in this competition. Got third twice before. That was like, the icing on the cake. The cake was just me singing my heart out. That was already awesome... heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Monday, 18/8/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nothing really special today. Went to school. Then after school, dad and I picked up bro from this Bass Guitar and Drum workshop in Halo Cafe at City Mall. Then, when I got there, it was jamming time. So, to make things short, Daniel got on stage, started playing Put Your Records On, and looks at me with a face that signals me to get my ass on stage. After a few seconds of consideration, I got on stage and jammed with them. It was fun. And not only did people see me in my uniform, the saw and heard me SING in my SCHOOL UNIFORM. Which I never really want people to see. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So, overall. I had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; three days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Next thing on my list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4538256176491380372?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4538256176491380372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4538256176491380372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4538256176491380372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4538256176491380372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/days-of-my-life-hahahahaha.html' title='The Days Of My Life... (HAHAHAHAHA)'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6133442386771804869</id><published>2008-08-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:42:48.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw Jan Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OMG. Today at me music place, I saw me ex-vocal teacher's kid there. He needed to meet up with this bass guy for his recording. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I listen to him sing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;OMG! IT WAS FREAKING AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt; And he messed up one of the lines and he says "Oh, sorry. I just wrote this two days ago."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;TWO DAYS AGO?!?! &lt;/span&gt;Me, Bro and Vic heard this and we all looked at each other and were like, DAMN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WOW... We were really in the presence of a TRUE artist. But he like, studies in.. erm... Holland? Yeah.. And I only see him once in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I wanna hear his recording man!! I know it'll be like FREAKING AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jan, PLEASE SEND ME A COPY OF YOUR ASS-KICKING ALBUM!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ok, Teddy, being sweet as he is, got me a nice version of Summetime for me to listen to and study for the competition this Sunday. Listening to it now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Trying to scat.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA. CAN YOU IMAGINE?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok, well. hmmm. Thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6133442386771804869?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6133442386771804869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6133442386771804869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6133442386771804869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6133442386771804869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/saw-jan-again.html' title='Saw Jan Again'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4100389188030342517</id><published>2008-08-12T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:26:22.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cookies.delicious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SKGc40qiOOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NOfkzjcTgdY/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SKGc40qiOOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NOfkzjcTgdY/s320/DSC01925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233636742004881634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Just look at them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They were perfect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;OMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Mouth watering.&lt;/span&gt; HMMMmmmmMMMMmmmMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4100389188030342517?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4100389188030342517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4100389188030342517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4100389188030342517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4100389188030342517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-cookiesdelicious.html' title='my cookies.delicious.'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SKGc40qiOOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NOfkzjcTgdY/s72-c/DSC01925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3591305734471538109</id><published>2008-08-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:12:48.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terasa lah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Barang-barang kau yg sya baca ni, sya terasa lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Sya ndak tau lah kalau ko cap sya. Tapi, TERASA LAH BAH... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mungkin kalau ko baca ni, ko juga terasa. Jadi, sama-sama lah kita terasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Skarang, sya tengah download lagu yg sya dapat drpd kawan via e-mail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lama lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Comp cap 45 minutes lagi. Haiya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Maybe by that time, mommy sya sudah suruh off comp. Tapi lagu ni penting lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And I still dunno kenapa sya sedang blog dgn BM. Lucukan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To Vic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorry ah bro. I ndak sengaja nak kena kau. Sya harap kepala ko sudah ok. Tapi kaki ku belum lagi ok. Jadi, bila sya rasa sakit tu, sya teringat kejadian tu. And sya teringat ko. HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BAH. Gitu ja lah. Ndak tau nak cap apa lagi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mungkin sya blog about other things nanti.  hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ROJAK-NESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-3591305734471538109?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3591305734471538109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3591305734471538109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3591305734471538109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3591305734471538109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/terasa-lah.html' title='terasa lah'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6252528557722794466</id><published>2008-08-11T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:06:59.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you feel it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Can you feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Cuz I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;There's something there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Its between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Can you feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cuz I sure can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We're moving in different directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We're growing to different lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Can you feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cuz I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I feel the changing air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I feel it changing us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love you always. Remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6252528557722794466?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6252528557722794466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6252528557722794466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6252528557722794466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6252528557722794466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-you-feel-it.html' title='can you feel it?'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4543022872683181177</id><published>2008-08-05T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:38:09.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shooooh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SJhlGe1qisI/AAAAAAAAADA/Zv47STVOqLE/s1600-h/th_shut_up3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SJhlGe1qisI/AAAAAAAAADA/Zv47STVOqLE/s320/th_shut_up3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231042129222601410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your words are piercing my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SJhlHF4TSgI/AAAAAAAAADI/Se557h2MyPE/s1600-h/th_white-15-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 58px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SJhlHF4TSgI/AAAAAAAAADI/Se557h2MyPE/s320/th_white-15-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231042139702643202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So yeah. You get the message.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SHUT UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4543022872683181177?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4543022872683181177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4543022872683181177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4543022872683181177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4543022872683181177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/shooooh.html' title='shooooh....'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SJhlGe1qisI/AAAAAAAAADA/Zv47STVOqLE/s72-c/th_shut_up3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3572186705029179827</id><published>2008-08-05T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:23:04.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines    (randomness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You better put that pen to paper, charm your way out.&lt;br /&gt;If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up&lt;br /&gt;With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start talking "a sensationalist"&lt;br /&gt;Oh you're slightly clever to just a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;If you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun&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/4882806785906107446-3572186705029179827?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3572186705029179827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3572186705029179827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3572186705029179827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3572186705029179827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/08/london-beckoned-songs-about-money.html' title='London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines    (randomness)'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8045930147267387430</id><published>2008-07-31T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:09:52.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing Gina... HYPER-NESS ROCKS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;GINA!!!&lt;/span&gt; i miss you.... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I missed this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hyper-ness &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;that we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I love being &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HYPER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE SHOULD BE HYPER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I mean, in a good mood... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I admit, i thought that emo was cool. But notice that its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"thought"&lt;/span&gt; and not "think". And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"was"&lt;/span&gt; and not "is"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Emo is over-rated I feel. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Being hyper makes things FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone should be hyper and all happy like.. You know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thats why I miss you Gina.. I'm kinda on my own when its hyper time.. HAHAHAHA... Rarely are BOTH Mich and Joyce hyper with me... But its super fun when they are... hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyways, I just read this post that Mich wrote... and... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WONDERING&lt;/span&gt;..... hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;HMMMmmMMMmmmMMMM....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Self-centeredness&lt;/span&gt;... is that a word? Well, if its not, its is now... HAHAHAHAHA.... ANYWAYS.... Yes, self-centered people are everywhere. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I AM ONE!!!&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahahaha.... self centered is different from confidence though... I respect people with confidence and a positive attitude... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its great being positive, ain't it??&lt;/span&gt; hehehehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I think I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A BIT hyper&lt;/span&gt;... hehehehe... Hence the hahahahs and hehehes... hehehehehehe.... LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, just posting about random stuff, like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;DO YOU KNOW HOW TO MAKE BURGERS?? &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh yeah. Me and Gina went round school and asked people that... hehehehe.... We got a good responce... HAHAHAHA.... FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gina honey, I MISS YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8045930147267387430?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8045930147267387430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8045930147267387430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8045930147267387430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8045930147267387430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-gina-hyper-ness-rocks.html' title='missing Gina... HYPER-NESS ROCKS!!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-728231291115785571</id><published>2008-07-30T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:34:09.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ways to break the ice/ my life updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;WAYS TO BREAK THE ICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, what I have noticed is, if you start off with really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;random crap&lt;/span&gt;, it'll make that new person that you wanna get to know &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; and make them feel at ease... Thats what happened with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One way you can start off is, asking them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-Hey, do you know how to make burgers??&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(LOL!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then start talking about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;foods you guys like&lt;/span&gt;... Food is always a good topic to talk about... But then it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;makes me hungry&lt;/span&gt;... Hmmmm... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Feeling hungry now&lt;/span&gt;... I wouldn't mind a burger... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;HMMmMMMMmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... Double Cheese Burger from BK(that would be Burger King, if you didn't know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh wait. Im supposed to blog about ways to break the ice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, just stick to random crap.. Like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;have you ever tried chocolate chips with potato chips? It taste weird, but a NICE kinda weird. Like, I wanna keep eating it&lt;/span&gt;...  HAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;OK, me updates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hmmmm.... I didn't get to see V at the Sutera Run, cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he didn't go&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;my ride was way too late&lt;/span&gt;... but its cool... Wait, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IS IT COOL???&lt;/span&gt; I guess it is... Cuz there's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;nothing I can do about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So, I have to wait till the end of the year to see him... But I did call him... hahahah... Had a nice conversation with him... Well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;what more can I say?&lt;/span&gt;... There's not much to update... Maybe I'll update ya'll about THIS particular subject in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-728231291115785571?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/728231291115785571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=728231291115785571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/728231291115785571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/728231291115785571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/ways-to-break-ice-my-life-updates.html' title='ways to break the ice/ my life updates...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5394270648754407316</id><published>2008-07-30T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:54:17.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't know how but I will soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I will record this song that I wrote and put it up everywhere! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;, Me &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;.. blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hmmmm.... Come to think of it, I'm kinda scared to put it up... You know, there are &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;really rude people that inhabit this dying planet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; So, I might get like, bad comments and shit like that... But whatever... I'm just happy I wrote a song that I can remember and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;play on the guitar ALL BY MYSELF!!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA... Well, if you guys know me like I know me, you'd know that I can't really play the guitar. But after a few hours practicing, I can play my song &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALMOST flawlessly&lt;/span&gt;... hehehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;OK, fine. Here are the lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I wanted to write you a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But I didn't know the right words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I wanted to write you a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That would make you smile the way I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm trying to write you a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That'll make your heart melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm trying to write you a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That'll show you how I felt that day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;When you smiled at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;You swept me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Yes you did. Yes you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;OK, it sounds better when I sing it. So, don't completely start hating on the lyrics... urgh.. I hate them HATERS... But when I hate, doesn't it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;make me a HATER too&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt; who&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; love &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; cuz they're &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;just like me&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5394270648754407316?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5394270648754407316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5394270648754407316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5394270648754407316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5394270648754407316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-song.html' title='My song...'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-4506435749382112398</id><published>2008-07-26T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:31:13.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mich is a RACIST!! (mich, u gave me permission dy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;This is how much of a racist Mich is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mich: Eh! *Points at some random guy* Quite Liang oh... Eh, but look like Malay. Dun wan lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Lia: *Gives Mich a look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And this didn't happen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ONLY once&lt;/span&gt;.... But, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MANY MANY MORE times&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes, Mich is NOT racist to me. But Mich darling, did you know that I was Malay when we first met way back in primary 5? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;No, right?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Its a good thing that Karma hit you darling. Cuz now you know NOT to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;judge a book by its cover&lt;/span&gt;.... I am learning that too... As I too am a BIT of a racist... heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Together-gether bah!! LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-4506435749382112398?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/4506435749382112398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=4506435749382112398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4506435749382112398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/4506435749382112398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/mich-is-racist-mich-u-gave-me.html' title='Mich is a RACIST!! (mich, u gave me permission dy)'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8172144634930674051</id><published>2008-07-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T07:01:35.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you just love the colours??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Don't you just &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the colours on my blog??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hehehehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I DO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its so pretty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, if you don't, don't need to tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mama says "If its not nice, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But its not like I myself always follow that rule... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;heheheheh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8172144634930674051?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8172144634930674051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8172144634930674051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8172144634930674051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8172144634930674051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-you-just-love-colours.html' title='don&apos;t you just love the colours??'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3027367345788089613</id><published>2008-07-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:13:25.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>currently.... erm.... hmmmm..... dot dot dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So, js updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mich is back in school!&lt;/span&gt; YAY! Had a good holiday, darling? LOL. Missed you loads...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So, like, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;first 2 lines&lt;/span&gt; of the previous blog "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me right now to you&lt;/span&gt;" happened.. So now js waiting for the rest to unfold.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neil (tiger)&lt;/span&gt; read my blog. Neil also happens to know Mr VJrM... SNAP!! And now, I'm js afraid that Mr Tiger will leak me blog to Mr VJrM... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I told my mom about "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;this guy that I have a crush on&lt;/span&gt;"... Din have much time to tell her everything. So reactions were normal. She wasn't surprised when I told her he was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;musician&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, DUH... Cuz i'm in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; too.. Naturally, I'd be attracted to guys who play an instrument.. heheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I have been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TRYING&lt;/span&gt; to study... But instead &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2nd line&lt;/span&gt; of THAT blog happened. Couldn't concentrate very well... hehehehhe... But it was so much more fun to be doing that than studying... No, but seriously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'VE GOT TO STUDY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Trial is coming up... FECK... And its the same day of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The Sutera Harbor 7KM Charity Run&lt;/span&gt;... V(yeah, let's js cut it to this. Js V instead of VJrM) will be there... With &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; hopefully...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Missing him terribly&lt;/span&gt;... Read blog entry entitled "JASON" to know more about why I miss him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok, so... Right after the last paper of the day, will grab Mich and Joyce and head for home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Get ready and GO!&lt;/span&gt; If you really knew me, My friends and I are not the type to run... But this Charity Run that happens every year is a great place to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;get together and meet people&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Social Gathering&lt;/span&gt;... Yeah... Thats what it is to us teens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cammy's blog is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CRAZY LONG!!&lt;/span&gt; You can find her link down there in my blog somewhere... I think she post something up &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ITS HER DIARY!!!&lt;/span&gt; Like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SUPER CRAZY LONG!!&lt;/span&gt; Funny, but tiring... HAHAHAHA... She says "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;kalah ur blog to mine&lt;/span&gt;".... I KNOW... But I don't mind... ehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;We are still not done playing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;21 questions&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;HE IS A VERY SLOW TEXTER&lt;/span&gt;.... It takes him an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt; to reply... heheheh... Ok lah, maybe thinking of questions seem to be the problem... But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ONE HOUR???&lt;/span&gt; hahahahaha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I dunno why, but for some reason, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I MISS MY BABE&lt;/span&gt;... hahahahah... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Mich&lt;/span&gt; would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cammy&lt;/span&gt; would &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Vic Bro&lt;/span&gt; would &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;do something stupid to tease me about it&lt;/span&gt;.... My babe is on youtube now thanks to Vic bro... HAHAHAHAHA.... What song was he playing? hmmmm.... Can't remember. But ya'll don't need to know about my babe... XD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I think that's about it for now...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-3027367345788089613?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3027367345788089613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3027367345788089613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3027367345788089613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3027367345788089613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/currently-erm-hmmmm-dot-dot-dot.html' title='currently.... erm.... hmmmm..... dot dot dot'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-8228685906442247626</id><published>2008-07-13T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T07:31:15.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me right now to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for you to receive it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for your text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for you to win the bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for your reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;what happens next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wanna know &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what is it I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wanna know what exactly is it I want out of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wanna know your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I DO know that I just wanna laugh at or with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I DO know that I just wanna be around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I Do know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm falling&lt;/span&gt; even though &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I just wanna trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But I don't know if you're falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't know if you're even tripping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't know what's the purpose behind "this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I don't know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;what will happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm hoping the answers will reveal themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm hoping things won't change too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm hoping &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;we won't be apart for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"XD" "LOL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-8228685906442247626?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/8228685906442247626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=8228685906442247626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8228685906442247626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/8228685906442247626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-right-now-to-you.html' title='me right now to you'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-891193758968784861</id><published>2008-07-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:39:13.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brownies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;My Brownie Mix!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;super cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc3WYe_lI/AAAAAAAAACo/fz7zVyCa3R0/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc3WYe_lI/AAAAAAAAACo/fz7zVyCa3R0/s320/DSC01850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222166611395280466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;TRIPLE CHOCOLATE BROWNIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc5MxokcI/AAAAAAAAACw/uyGJg-imk2M/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc5MxokcI/AAAAAAAAACw/uyGJg-imk2M/s320/DSC01846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222166643176149442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I totally recommend ya'll to buy this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc5fjti5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GxdOjOTD8Kg/s1600-h/DSC01849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc5fjti5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GxdOjOTD8Kg/s320/DSC01849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222166648218028946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I just baked these today (12/07/o8) for my darling Michelle. But of course had to go through &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;De Notes testing!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pass bah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Just a bit only bah Mich. Don't worry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY TASTE FREAKING AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-891193758968784861?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/891193758968784861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=891193758968784861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/891193758968784861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/891193758968784861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-brownies.html' title='My Brownies!!!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SHjc3WYe_lI/AAAAAAAAACo/fz7zVyCa3R0/s72-c/DSC01850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5015000107099903502</id><published>2008-07-12T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:44:25.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;urgh-ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cuz i cant post much of what i want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;urgh-ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cuz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ME PARENTS READ ME BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;URGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;urgh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I now have to be careful what I write.. damn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So, today, Imma write about this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;damn nyamuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;This damn nyamuk has gave me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; stupid nyamuk bites... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I wanna kill it, But I cant find it... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;stupid nyamuk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;And I found out that is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;vJRm&lt;/span&gt;. not VMJr... hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;And yes, VJrM, SAYA BERANI!&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/4882806785906107446-5015000107099903502?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5015000107099903502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5015000107099903502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5015000107099903502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5015000107099903502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/urgh.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5845931319732524381</id><published>2008-07-10T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:52:03.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one minute, i feel angry, slamming doors and swearing in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next minute, i feel the hurt. tears fall down my face and i just wanna lie there in my room to rot and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now i feel like i cant breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming along to screamo songs help a lil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why am i crying? why do i feel this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is it cuz i know their right? or is it cuz i cant tell them to go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5845931319732524381?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5845931319732524381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5845931319732524381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5845931319732524381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5845931319732524381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-minute-i-feel-angry-slamming-doors.html' title=''/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5043142054918792925</id><published>2008-07-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T05:46:15.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theresthisguy....( no more)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;well, my post here &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; originally about "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;THIS GUY&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But I've decided to take it down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, cuz... My blog is out there for anyone and EVERYONE to read.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So that means, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; could probably read it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I know I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;super bad&lt;/span&gt; at hiding my feelings, but THIS I cannot let him know until I'm totally 100% sure that he likes me back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5043142054918792925?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5043142054918792925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5043142054918792925' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5043142054918792925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5043142054918792925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/theresthisguy.html' title='theresthisguy....( no more)'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-3518175581878829478</id><published>2008-07-09T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:42:37.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, CHOCOLATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;YES, CHOCOLATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Michelle darling.. I will bake you something chocolate this week. Well, I'll try... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY!! This would be the best time to use that brownie mix I bought. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Oven ready in THREE minutes&lt;/span&gt;", so says the cover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The packaging is SUPER cute.. Well, nice lah. Not "cute"... But nice... I will upload the pics one day... Maybe after this post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, Michy dear, you will have to wait till next week to get your brownies. Or I hope so. Cuz I dunno if they'll make it out the door. You know my bro and my dad. And our stomachs.. heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-3518175581878829478?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/3518175581878829478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=3518175581878829478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3518175581878829478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/3518175581878829478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-chocolate.html' title='YES, CHOCOLATE'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-9088137483028498949</id><published>2008-07-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:58:10.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS COOL.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ITS COOL&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ITS ALL COOL&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That has become my motto.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When things are going a different way then you'd originally want, you go "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Its cool&lt;/span&gt;.." And go on with life and try to fix things in a positive lay back sorta attitude .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or when like, your bro wants a bite out of the slice of cake you're having and he asks like really nicely, you go '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Its cool&lt;/span&gt;" and you give him some..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or when like you got some thing but you know some one else wants it and you're ok with giving it to them and their like, "for real? dude. its ok. you got it." You go "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Its cool&lt;/span&gt;..." and you give it to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, me and my bro have been doing that for some time now.. And well, every thing's cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To sum it all up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its cool&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-9088137483028498949?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/9088137483028498949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=9088137483028498949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/9088137483028498949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/9088137483028498949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-cool.html' title='ITS COOL.....'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-5006415855426038000</id><published>2008-07-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:14:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JASON!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I missed you the second you walked out those doors... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hated watching you walk away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The thought of me not being able to see till after.. ermm NOVEMBER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS YOU, JASON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were a great accompanist... And still are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The picture of you that'll last me till our next meeting is of you in your "im a heavy drink, 100% pure" shirt. HAHAHA... Nice way to remember you right? Oh yeah... And you're small eyes that hide behind your glasses.. HAHAHA... No lah.. I will remember you for your music.. And your personality.. You're a great friend, Jason.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cant wait to see you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good luck in SPM&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YOU CAN DO IT!!&lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-5006415855426038000?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/5006415855426038000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=5006415855426038000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5006415855426038000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/5006415855426038000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/jason.html' title='JASON!!'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-6380610923465986336</id><published>2008-07-05T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:56:05.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SORRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; I was so dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; I was so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; I was being stuck up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mich&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(hope you guys get to read it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Love yall&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-6380610923465986336?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/6380610923465986336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=6380610923465986336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6380610923465986336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/6380610923465986336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-sorry.html' title='I AM SORRY'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-1317941680669140258</id><published>2008-07-04T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T03:51:12.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE ME BRO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why? lol... Well, cuz he loves me too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, some examples of his selflessness is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He hates the smell of nail polish but that day when I was doing my nails, he helped me remove some nail polish off my finger. And well, I thought that must've been hard on the poor baby, cuz he REALLY hates the smell of nail polish AND nail polish remover. So, that was kind of him to do that for me, cuz I'm hopeless when it come to my right hand... BUT, not only does he do that, he does other things for me too, which I can't really think of right now... But I know one thing for sure, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;he's a better brother to me than I am a sister to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. If you guys knew us, you'd know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;THAT was TRUE&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Holidays, Michy Dear... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be missed... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-1317941680669140258?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/1317941680669140258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=1317941680669140258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/1317941680669140258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/1317941680669140258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-bro-best-alcohol-ever.html' title='i love my bro'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-2316616944643780337</id><published>2008-07-03T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T05:48:39.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I F'ING HATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I F'ING HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;... Well, only at times...&lt;br /&gt;Now? I sure as hell hate it...&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, lemme tell you...&lt;br /&gt;But I know some of yall will be like "urgh, another one of those emo kids complaining about how much their life sucks or how the world is screwed up".... Well, first of all, IM NOT EMO. But I CAN be a little emo-ish at time. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the world IS sometimes a lil screwed up&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;My life hasn't been very kind to me lately...&lt;br /&gt;You know how they say '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are your own worst enemy&lt;/span&gt;'?&lt;br /&gt;Well, sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you have to be your own best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you do...&lt;br /&gt;Its sad but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO........&lt;br /&gt;I have been my own best friend lately...&lt;br /&gt;I feel a certain distance to SOME people now...&lt;br /&gt;And yes Mich and Joyce, I know I have been going NON STOP about De Notes, but I say a lot cuz i feel GREAT their. Its cool if you guys don't get it. Cuz at least I know I have something completely to myself. And I can kinda feel that you guys don't care, but its cool.. I don't care either... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I care about  me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO......&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt alone even though there are hundreds of people around you?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE.. in class especially... Yeah, I know I've got Cammy. But do I REALLY have her?&lt;br /&gt;idontthinkso....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH....&lt;br /&gt;And I HATE POSERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, is that what you really call them?&lt;br /&gt;Like, I hate those girls who are like 'Which boy should I lead on today, skip tomorrow and ditch the next day?... Hmmmm... Tough Tough Tough....'&lt;br /&gt;Like, ewwww.. I just puked...&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know what I mean right?&lt;br /&gt;Like, HONESTLY? Why am I surrounded by shallow people? It sickens me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I just realized that I SOOOOOO sound like kakak Nadira when SHE was 15.. YAY me... Now at least I know who I might become...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even remember what I really wanted to write today...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know its that I hate my life right this moment.&lt;br /&gt;Won't hate tomorrow morning, cuz I'll be at De Notes... My sanctuary... HAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: make sure to write about De Notes for the whole world to see. Cuz music people will love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanna say, I cannot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just put it at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets try this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me where it hurts now, baby"                                                            I have no one to tell&lt;br /&gt;"And I'll do my best to make it better"                                                       No one really can..&lt;br /&gt;"I'll do my best to make those tears all go away"                                      You're probably the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was 'tell me where it hurts' by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MYMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-2316616944643780337?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/2316616944643780337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=2316616944643780337' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2316616944643780337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/2316616944643780337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-fing-hate.html' title='I F&apos;ING HATE'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4882806785906107446.post-7178998074927261006</id><published>2008-06-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:55:29.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first time/street theater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I have a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;public diary&lt;/span&gt;. Do we really want the world to know every single thing about what's going in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I DO..&lt;br /&gt;Well, not&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I will share memories, experiences, first times, last times, shocking moments. Everything I feel like writing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I feel like writing about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;29th June 2008, Sunday, One Borneo Hyper mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;STREET THEATER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vic&lt;/span&gt;(great guitarist/'best friend'), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;(another great finger stylist/ dunno if he's my Best friend, but he's definitely a friend) and I have been practicing our asses off for this day.&lt;br /&gt;Practices every night for that whole week. I even skipped school on Friday for practice.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;De Notes&lt;/span&gt; (me music school. totally rocks!) environment of course made it comfortable for us. We didn't feel nervous or anything,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; UNTIL THE TIME CAME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So, Sunday. Woke up so damn NERVOUS. Mom, once again put on her cape to become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SuperMom&lt;/span&gt; and did me up quickly as time was not on our side.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at De Notes at about 11 am. Kevin (music teacher) sent Vic and Jason to 1 Borneo first with all the equipment to set up. And when Kev came back to pick up me and Eloise (another great singer/musician) my nerves were starting to get to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways, we reached. last minutes sound check. Some Hong Kong superstarts went on stage first to promote their show later that day. Then IT WAS TIME. IT WAS OUR TURN.&lt;br /&gt;Last minute hugs with friends before going on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;First, car horn solo by Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;Second, Jason comes in with the primary chords to Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer.&lt;br /&gt;Third, Vic goes on with the same chords for four bars.&lt;br /&gt;Then they give me their signal and I come out from the back and go in with 'Kiss me out of the bearded barley'. Well, cuz, DUH. Those are the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;After that song, We did 'What A Wonderful World'. Sweet song right? We did a reggae version.&lt;br /&gt;Then, called Eloise on stage and we did a duet. "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz. Vic did a good solo in between verses. hehehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did one more song on her own after that.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I thought we did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;OOOKKKKAAAAYYY&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; but, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;But, my parents missed the performance. Eloise parents missed the performance. Vic's parents didn't come. And well, I don't think Jason's parents came either. But my mom and Bro were late as were Eloise's.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't really know what else I can say about that day. I loved the expirence. I Love the people I did it with. I love the people that came to see us (THANKS CAMMY!) and I Love going to De Notes and the people there (xD LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this first entry for my first blog will be about that day and how I feel about how MUSIC. How it's so important in my life. And about the people I wanna forever surround myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;MUSIC IS MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4882806785906107446-7178998074927261006?l=liyanajamilin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/feeds/7178998074927261006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4882806785906107446&amp;postID=7178998074927261006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7178998074927261006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4882806785906107446/posts/default/7178998074927261006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyanajamilin.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-time.html' title='my first time/street theater'/><author><name>LIYANA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12396878211599455576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhfvQ7MS0e4/SrI0hSxLbuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9_94I9JaKoU/S220/12052009304.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
