<?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-3603637355882221436</id><updated>2012-03-03T23:03:12.488+08:00</updated><category term='neutral'/><category term='tv series'/><category term='songs'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='studies'/><category term='unwell'/><category term='random'/><category term=':('/><category term='stressed'/><category term='videos'/><category term='story of the day'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='pissed'/><category term=':)'/><category term='photos'/><title type='text'>The Howling Reborn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1378227484532644907</id><published>2012-02-22T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T13:49:19.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#52 My ears have tuned you out</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/alp_2_uBIUo" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What I really wanna do is shut you up, cause all you do is talk the talk &amp;amp; that's enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/3603637355882221436-1378227484532644907?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1378227484532644907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1378227484532644907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/52-my-ears-have-tuned-you-out.html' title='#52 My ears have tuned you out'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/alp_2_uBIUo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-2482411336473404108</id><published>2012-02-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:34:59.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#51</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't see or watch or witness people cry. Cause chances are I'll cry too. Boo hoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-2482411336473404108?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2482411336473404108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2482411336473404108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/51.html' title='#51'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3564899480048409694</id><published>2012-02-13T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T15:51:34.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#50 ABCDEFGHIDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I was just being paranoid. Apparently not. Some people have been talking about me. Maybe they care, or maybe not. Whatever their reasons are, go on, judge me. I don't mind. Because hey, I judge others too. So no worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well actually, F U. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3564899480048409694?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3564899480048409694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3564899480048409694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/50-abcdefghidc.html' title='#50 ABCDEFGHIDC'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5139479181358212239</id><published>2012-02-10T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T23:05:08.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#49 Bahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And oh, you know what's epic? When Bella suddenly woke up (tell ya, she was too busy 'studying') and she said 'Bosan gila!' I was like 'Errr but you were sleeping. How is sleeping boring?' Weird Bella is weird. Hmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5139479181358212239?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5139479181358212239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5139479181358212239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/49-k-i-d-d-i-n-g.html' title='#49 Bahaha'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8181244775083188031</id><published>2012-02-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:45:33.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>#48 Tomorrow When The War Began</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sleepover at Bella's. And as Bella was too busy 'studying' (bahaha) that night, I watched Tomorrow When The War Began, again. I forgot just how much I love this movie when I first watched it. But back then you weren't here (talking to le blog), so yeah, bear with me as I rant about this movie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is pretty simple to understand. Bunch of teenagers going camping, and when they came back, everything, everyone was gone. No, they weren't abducted nor were they being absorbed by a spaceship to the space. Let's just say there's been a war. So these average teenagers, left with no choice, had to make a move and fight back for whatever's left for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I like this movie? Because mmm the casts did quite a good job. Well I have some issues with Lee, as he seemed ... stiff at times but meh, others were great so all is forgiven. And I love the scene where they had their final meeting before they burned that particular bridge down. Where they exchanged opinions about what to do ; 1) Stay low, do nothing and come out when the war ends (IF the war ends) 2) Save their families or maybe 3) Fight back with everything they got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I love this particular scene? Because of the different point of view. &lt;strong&gt;Robin&lt;/strong&gt;, the religious one, said that s&lt;em&gt;he will fight but she will never kill or murder anyone&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Fi&lt;/strong&gt; the princess said that &lt;em&gt;she will fight to but she's just worried that she might not be able to do anything if something bad were to happen. She's afraid that all she could do was scream&lt;/em&gt;. While &lt;strong&gt;Ally&lt;/strong&gt;, the heroine, said something that made me ponder. She was thinking of fighting, too, but she made it clear that fighting was not 100% right. '&lt;em&gt;How many people is it okay to kill, in order to keep me alive?&lt;/em&gt;' Ok that question, Ally, boom! made me ponder. Supposed I were one of them, is my life really worth it that I think I have to kill 'bad people' to 'survive'? Am I that good and noble? Whatever have I done that makes me think I deserve to stay alive and kill those 'enemies'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooookay now I'me being all hyped up just because of a bloody movie. Haha. Well at least now you know how my mind works when I watch movies. Back to the movie, well there were some flaws but errrrr nah I'll let those pass. And oh, there'll be a sequel I heard. Yay! If they turn this into tv series pun seems okay. It'll be like The Walking Dead, all about surviving and staying alive. No zombies though. Too bad :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll be it. This is hardly a review but wooo, been a while kot since I last wrote this long about a movie. I must've really liked this one eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s ; PANJANG GILA ENTRY, HOMAI ....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8181244775083188031?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8181244775083188031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8181244775083188031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/48-tomorrow-when-war-began.html' title='#48 Tomorrow When The War Began'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5460525582187923970</id><published>2012-02-09T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T01:54:44.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#47 Hey I heard you were a fcked up one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately. Why did this happen? What's the REAL story? How could she do that to her own friend(s)? What were they thinking when they did that? What made them do that? Why do people treat her like that? What makes her think it's okay to treat people like that? Those, and oh, the what ifs as well. What if she didn't do what people thought she did? What if there's someone behind all this mess? And most importantly, what if I were one of them, which side will I choose, and why? Will a be able to make things better? To make peace instead of fight? To save the drama and act more mature?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But being an outsider, I can't help much. You don't go to someone you barely talk to and spill some tips and advice on how to handle this and that, no? So let's just say that I'm no good either in this case. Damn it I wish I could be more of help to them, to her, to everyone. &amp;nbsp;(-̩̩̩-͡ ̗--̩̩̩͡ )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh tapi aku takde la sampai tak boleh makan tak boleh tidur bagai fikir pasal my uselessness when it comes to helping people ke. No no. Tak boleh tolong dah la, buat apa serabu-serabut. Ignorant nye. W H A T E V E R. Hewhewhew. Oh btw, been fasting for 3 consecutive days. Not that hard pun puasa time summer. Breaking the fast at 8 pm? Not a problem, alhamdulillah &amp;amp; insyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5460525582187923970?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5460525582187923970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5460525582187923970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/47-hey-i-heard-you-were-fcked-up-one.html' title='#47 Hey I heard you were a fcked up one'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-2190743877314292782</id><published>2012-02-01T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:39:34.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#46 I've dug a hole I can't get myself out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm2zsFzD65o/TykHMEt-nSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Nz14dGmBXKA/s1600/AAAA.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm2zsFzD65o/TykHMEt-nSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Nz14dGmBXKA/s1600/AAAA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-2190743877314292782?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2190743877314292782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2190743877314292782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/46-ive-dug-hole-i-cant-get-myself-out.html' title='#46 I&apos;ve dug a hole I can&apos;t get myself out'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm2zsFzD65o/TykHMEt-nSI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Nz14dGmBXKA/s72-c/AAAA.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8377612530232473543</id><published>2012-02-01T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T12:24:45.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#45 Lego House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was planning to post some random pictures but the internet connection at my house isn't that good when it comes to uploading photos to blogspot. So I went to the uni to hmmm download some stuff and well, as I expected, I got distracted. Pity you blog, I leave you when I got company, and find you when I'm lonely. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c4BLVznuWnU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to make things up. I'm officially an Ed Sheeran Fan! (And Rupert Grin too? :p) Yay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8377612530232473543?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8377612530232473543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8377612530232473543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/02/45-lego-house.html' title='#45 Lego House'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/c4BLVznuWnU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1044753417608450246</id><published>2012-01-26T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:16:16.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#44 This type of life didn’t come with instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm always hungry. Hungry for books. It surprises me just how greedy I am when it comes to reading book (and other stuff too, actually, but let's just skip that right now). I used to abandon my novels back then. Those days it took me a month at the very least to finish reading any book I've started. Now? Not anymore!! Okay macam iklan produk apa kan haha gila. Right now I'm halfway through Picture Perfect by Jodi Picoult. And I have 2 books - Pictures of Lily &amp;amp; What's Yours Is Mine, which I brought from Malaysia to be read. Yesterday I went to the library to, well, borrow some books, and I managed to bring home another 4 books. And today, I went to two bookstores to .... YES, to search for and buy books. But no, I don't buy books straight away. I'll go back and hmmm do some 'research' online about those books. So, I've got my eyes on certain books, namely Me Before You, Save Me, and Don't Let Me Go. If you happen to come across any of these books, please pretty please? *pappeh eyes* Especially those with that RM200 voucher OMG I'm freaking jealous with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the sudden update about err, again, books? Because I'm flacking trying to update my blog with anything random, gdi. Please, at least appreciate my effort. Takyah ah condemn cakap aku show off ke apa. Aku ni syue yg serba kekurangan. Takde benda nak di-show off.. Lain la korang.. You guys got everything I don't. Fine bloody fine. Whatever makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay mula2 normal then suddenly meroyan macam baru lepas beranak. Typical syue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1044753417608450246?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1044753417608450246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1044753417608450246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/44-this-type-of-life-didnt-come-with.html' title='#44 This type of life didn’t come with instructions'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5846077591249667160</id><published>2012-01-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:33:47.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#43 Lucky you, lucky lucky me</title><content type='html'>I can feel you, Bella. I totally can. God I feel like .... sleeping. Yeah that's pretty much the only thing that I'm good at. Way to go, syue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5846077591249667160?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5846077591249667160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5846077591249667160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/43-lucky-you-lucky-lucky-me.html' title='#43 Lucky you, lucky lucky me'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1352158522468888097</id><published>2012-01-23T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:40:34.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#42 I'm not you, now that would be disastrous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been wondering. Why are people so depressed? Why do some people seem so negative towards the world, as if nothing good ever exists? Oh come on, answer me someone. Is it really that bad, what you're going through? Is it really the end of the world, that you can't seem to see any ray of hope in whatever situation you're in? Do you really think by being all whiny about your so-called problems, those problems will fade away? Have you ever tried this solution called 'prayer'? Have you? If you're a Muslim, like me, you must've come across the saying 'Prayer is a Muslim's weapon', yeah? Okay, what'd you say? You're not that religious so you don't think God will pay any attention to your prayers? Seriously? How can you be so sure about that hun? Prayers is not a one-time thing darling. I'm sure you know that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay fine, if you think being all religious and pious won't help in lessening the burden you're carrying, try this. SHUT THE HELL UP AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Please. All I can see is that you're all talk and when things go wrong, you'll find someone to put the blame on. As if you'll get any reward out of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're your own problem. Positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1352158522468888097?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1352158522468888097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1352158522468888097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/42-im-not-you-now-that-would-be.html' title='#42 I&apos;m not you, now that would be disastrous'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-6643735378400479661</id><published>2012-01-21T14:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:08:36.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#41</title><content type='html'>Me is cute. So the very cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-6643735378400479661?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6643735378400479661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6643735378400479661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-is-cute.html' title='#41'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1782940257088124492</id><published>2012-01-21T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:46:55.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#40 Anything but ordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So. This is yet another lame attempt to keep this blog updated. We'll see how it turns out, okay? Don't expect anything nice. In fact, don't expect anything from me. I'm no one. &amp;lt;- tiba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm, I might've told you this, but ah screw that. I ALMOST MISSED MY FLIGHT. Heeee. If you wish to know the details, come see me, I'll tell you in person. But yeah I freaked out like gila kot when I read the board 'Flight tet tet &amp;gt; Final call'. Long story short, I was still running towards and SEARCHING FOR the gate which seemed to be at the other side of the Earth when the announcer announced 'Flight tet tet to Auckland, final call bla bla' Hahahahaha gila I felt like screaming to that freaking announcer 'WHERE THE HELL IS THAT PLANE? BAK DATANG. WHERE ON EARTH IS GATE C26? WHO THE FOOK MADE THAT GATE AT THE END OF THIS DESERTED ISLAND? Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ok dah, next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Housemates? Crazy. Haha. I admit that I'm gonna need some time to adapt myself with the new 'environment'. So yeah, cheers to whatever the future may hold! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't help but to notice that a lot has happened here. And there. I .... have no say in this. Well, I do, as a matter of fact. But I couldn't care less. You're big enough, you don't need my point of view to survive whatever craps you're dealing with, right? Hmm maybe you do, but it's about you, not me, so I can't help much. Kalau susah, boleh cari aku, I'll try to help. Tapi tengok jugak la perangai kau macam mana kan? Perangai longkang, susah la nak bagi 'service' tip-top. I'm no malaikat yang suci walaupun yeah, the innocence is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So! Mission accomplished! Should do this more often- you know, talking/writing about random stuff. Yeah righttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Bongok la Blogger + Chrome asyik oh snap oh snap dari tadi. Dah tua pun still tak pandai behave. OUCH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1782940257088124492?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1782940257088124492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1782940257088124492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/40-anything-but-ordinary.html' title='#40 Anything but ordinary'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5258670298580461566</id><published>2012-01-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:23:49.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#39</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo 'sup Aucklanders! Ok sampai terus update, excited much?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay that's all. Just wanna let you guys know that I'm still alive. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5258670298580461566?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5258670298580461566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5258670298580461566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/39.html' title='#39'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7438005150132104298</id><published>2012-01-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:53:11.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#38</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rIUbkI0_hE/TxKmGI5VcQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/t3se2jazOHE/s1600/DSC00907%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rIUbkI0_hE/TxKmGI5VcQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/t3se2jazOHE/s400/DSC00907%255B1%255D.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, 3 down, 3 more to go! And yeah, 3 more days to leave this house and 4 to leave Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*bunyi cengkerik*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7438005150132104298?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7438005150132104298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7438005150132104298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/38.html' title='#38'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rIUbkI0_hE/TxKmGI5VcQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/t3se2jazOHE/s72-c/DSC00907%255B1%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-2204888437135755202</id><published>2012-01-15T09:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:51:06.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#37 All is well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, firstly, thank you Allah! You're the best!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Err why the enthusiasm? Well. At last, I managed to have a gooooooooood and loooooooooooong sleep last night. After not sleeping at all for two nights, and and not getting enough sleep for almost a week. There's a tinge of guilt though, since my cousins stopped by at my house last night. They arrived at 10 pm, I think, and as far as I could tell, I was half awake at that time, but still, I forced myself to help my mom prepare the food and whatnots. Then, soon as I'm done with everything, bam! So, if, if, any of you guys (my cuz) reads this, I'm truly sorry. Okay? Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok that's it. Ttyl, xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-2204888437135755202?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2204888437135755202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2204888437135755202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/38-all-is-well.html' title='#37 All is well'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3088980705672385292</id><published>2012-01-10T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:55:46.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#36 This loneliness is killing me ♬♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG it's killing me, or us, me thinks. This silence, this emptiness, this boredom, is torturing us. I'm not exaggerating baby, it's the truth. I can now imagine how my parents feel like not having their children around.. Sobsobsob, so so so so quiet kot -___- Boleh depressed aku camni. K la bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNwfVoGb1ls/Twv7ditRb5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/Pq3jQQhSwZg/s1600/tumblr_l1ktpvOEZe1qagtyoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNwfVoGb1ls/Twv7ditRb5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/Pq3jQQhSwZg/s320/tumblr_l1ktpvOEZe1qagtyoo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey thanks for the idea! Seems applicable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3088980705672385292?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3088980705672385292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3088980705672385292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/36-this-loneliness-is-killing-me.html' title='#36 This loneliness is killing me ♬♪'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dNwfVoGb1ls/Twv7ditRb5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/Pq3jQQhSwZg/s72-c/tumblr_l1ktpvOEZe1qagtyoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7053910491015214868</id><published>2012-01-06T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:47:44.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#35 Boogeyman :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's what happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn5nASVtPkE/TwabdB3m2pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/6xdrR-I7yEQ/s1600/oooooooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn5nASVtPkE/TwabdB3m2pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/6xdrR-I7yEQ/s400/oooooooo.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna know how loud I screamed when I first saw this creature and throughout our (me &amp;amp; Hadi) attemptS to kill it. Oh just so you know, benda ni panjang lebih kurang macam hanger baju. Scary kotttt. And oh, this monster was trying to enter my room actually, hence the screaming, mih mih mih. K bye, I'm okay though, thanks for asking. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7053910491015214868?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7053910491015214868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7053910491015214868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/35-boogeyman.html' title='#35 Boogeyman :('/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn5nASVtPkE/TwabdB3m2pI/AAAAAAAAAvM/6xdrR-I7yEQ/s72-c/oooooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7117558014396702561</id><published>2012-01-05T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:36:07.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#34 And I'm a coward, yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uh hello. First entry on 2012? Yay! Nothing's new this year. Evereything's perfectly simple. I'm at home, healthy, happy, doing things I love, so yeah, I'm happy like that, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what's saddening is when I realize that I won't be 'this' happy for so long, as I'll be leaving for Auckland in about 2 weeks or so. :( It's not like I hate it there, no. In fact I've missed Auckland every now and then; the moody weather, the wind, the sometimes friendly and ignorant people, the endless walking but no sweat, the 'family'. See, I kinda miss Auckland. But.. You must've understood what I meant, right? If no, never mind. I'll keep this sad feeling to myself, thanks. Happy thoughts, people, happy thoughts! Be positive! To hell with sadness!!!! &amp;lt;- redundant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways! On a brighter note, finished reading I Remember You yesterday. Will probably write a short review on that book later, but all I can say is, it's not my cup of tea actually. Poor thing. And right now, I'm currently reading The Truth About You by Melissa Hill. Seems nice, so far :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh by the way, I've set myself a challenge to read 50 books this year on goodreads.com. Yay! Hopefully I'll manage to achieve that or better yet, surpass that goal, wohoo! But err, first, hopefully I'll be able to maintain this habit of mine. Once I got lazy to read, God there'll be no escape, I'll stop reading for months, or worse yet, years. Nooooo! My goal!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kbye takde motif. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7117558014396702561?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7117558014396702561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7117558014396702561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2012/01/34-this-in-unfair-unfair-for-me.html' title='#34 And I&apos;m a coward, yeah'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3595517265478104714</id><published>2011-12-29T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:22:34.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#33 What's Your Number?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi. I watched &lt;b&gt;What's Your Number&lt;/b&gt; last night (Anna Faris + Chris Evans), right after I've downloaded the whole movie (excited much?). I've never been a big fan of Anna Faris before. The House Bunny? Blergh. Yogi Bear? Blergh to the infinity. But then I watched the trailer for this movie and found Chris Evans so uuuuuuuuuuu why not =P And this movie turned out pretty okay lah. The intro was a bit boring and lame, but the story got better eventually, thank God. And all in all, it was quite enjoyable (though the level of cliche is expectedly high) but my favourite comedy romantic movie&amp;nbsp;(not much of a chick flick though)&amp;nbsp;for this year still belongs to &lt;b&gt;Crazy, Stupid, Love&lt;/b&gt;. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cNBRavRHI/TvwQ9VejE6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vx7KD4gL9Ks/s1600/tumblr_luqhkqhRzX1r2ektro1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cNBRavRHI/TvwQ9VejE6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vx7KD4gL9Ks/s1600/tumblr_luqhkqhRzX1r2ektro1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I see what you did there. But I know you love me more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But of course! But Ryan Gosling.. But you.. But ahhh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Till then, bye!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3595517265478104714?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3595517265478104714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3595517265478104714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/33-whats-your-number.html' title='#33 What&apos;s Your Number?'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cNBRavRHI/TvwQ9VejE6I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vx7KD4gL9Ks/s72-c/tumblr_luqhkqhRzX1r2ektro1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7612231993356370522</id><published>2011-12-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T10:15:54.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#32 A sky full of friendsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So. I'm perfectly healthy right now. Yay me! And I'm currently reading A Thousand Splendid Suns. You know I've been struggling to read the first 50 pages, I think, for some apparent reason. That was the reason why I put this book aside in the first place, not to mention my health condition blablabla. Then I read one of the praises at the back of the book - 'Only the hardest of hearts could fail to be moved', and I started thinking maybe I'm one of them. But then, as usual, as I had to, I tried to continue reading. I had to, you know, finish what I started. So yeah blup blup blup blup (motif?). The part that actually got my interest? Oh, when Mariam went out of the kolba, and when she came back - discomfited with what she just found at Jalil's house - her mom, Nana hunged herself to death. Haa time tu baru aku macam The heckkkk! Kesian Mariam. Dahla Jalil's a prick! Ok emo. And after that, terus boleh concentrate wehehe. Tapi ada historical events la dalam ni. Ni yg den lomah ni -__-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok books aside. Hmmmm I feel like buying another bunch of novels la! Right now I already have my eyes on certain titles, weee. Okay I think I just said books aside, what the hell? Loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s ; 2012 is just around the corner, waving not-so-enthusiastically at me. Nah, I think I'll pass. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7612231993356370522?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7612231993356370522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7612231993356370522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/32-sky-full-of-friendsters.html' title='#32 A sky full of friendsters'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8578479866523952585</id><published>2011-12-23T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:18:05.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#31</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya Allah ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8578479866523952585?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8578479866523952585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8578479866523952585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/31.html' title='#31'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1463174170940431936</id><published>2011-12-21T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:50:55.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>#30 Of family day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Straight to the point - Family day was fun. I'm in no mood to explain further about that. You can read my mom's blog, just so you have clearer pictures of the event. Click -&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cikguanibp.blogspot.com/2011/12/hari-keluarga-family-day-16-18-disember.html"&gt;Weeewooo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mmm other than that, I've been sick, again. But I think it's safe to say that I'm getting better... I miss being healthy :( You know... Just my kind of healthy. Seriously.. Wuwuw. Ahh that's all I think? Will be off again this weekend for another family vacation.&amp;nbsp;Not to Shah Alam though. Huhu I'm so sorry Tiqa, we'll make it up to you okay? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So.. Here's some other pictures (OF ME) kehkehkeh gila glamour boleh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSUoi7KN9dI/TvCsEzs6Y6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/uVuOqlPqZRc/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSUoi7KN9dI/TvCsEzs6Y6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/uVuOqlPqZRc/s400/1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jakun jumpa buai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DSPNe0gTjA/TvCtIx7x5ZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/rZQ2S5ppELw/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DSPNe0gTjA/TvCtIx7x5ZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/rZQ2S5ppELw/s400/2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uuu Korean boy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sP4W-J719FA/TvCuJw5EddI/AAAAAAAAAuY/lNVOBvOjAqU/s1600/4+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sP4W-J719FA/TvCuJw5EddI/AAAAAAAAAuY/lNVOBvOjAqU/s400/4+%25281%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AJK Sukaneka. Mmg LOL la&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_DsK7_Z8j8/TvCvPQszufI/AAAAAAAAAug/fx51UZg11Ww/s1600/4+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_DsK7_Z8j8/TvCvPQszufI/AAAAAAAAAug/fx51UZg11Ww/s400/4+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New band - The Crazies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opGQBUmxeak/TvCwdpOb6GI/AAAAAAAAAuo/G6Ji7VHprns/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opGQBUmxeak/TvCwdpOb6GI/AAAAAAAAAuo/G6Ji7VHprns/s400/4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Takyah nk depa tangan sgt la kan. Lepas tu gegeh lari terkedek-kedek &lt;br /&gt;sbb hujan lebat nak mams. Siap kena tukar baju sbb basah kuyup. &lt;br /&gt;Tak ciiii. Baju baru kot :p. Ok karangan, ignore me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjjK1emColQ/TvCxhAbNwnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/i_Dy7mppiRg/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjjK1emColQ/TvCxhAbNwnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/i_Dy7mppiRg/s400/5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sakai&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKiHdtJvlPY/TvCydr-_r-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/J5WTsz05tfk/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKiHdtJvlPY/TvCydr-_r-I/AAAAAAAAAu4/J5WTsz05tfk/s400/6.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paling sakai of all.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okbaiiii, muah xx. Pray for me okay, sobsob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1463174170940431936?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1463174170940431936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1463174170940431936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-of-family-day.html' title='#30 Of family day'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSUoi7KN9dI/TvCsEzs6Y6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/uVuOqlPqZRc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-886662919985369981</id><published>2011-12-15T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T13:01:08.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#29 Of being ridiculous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been a while since I last tweeted my heart out on twitter. Well well look who's back on business? As I said in my previous posts, I had this&amp;nbsp;ridiculous&amp;nbsp;urge to be emo whenever I saw your name(s) on my TL or facebook timeline. Unsurprisingly enough, without you(s) around, I can be myself again. You know.. Without the fear that you might judge my tweets. Or you might ask questions which we both are damn sure that my answer would be NO. You(s) just have that kind of impact in my life, without us noticing it. I'm pretty certain that that's why I felt so lazy&amp;nbsp;lately&amp;nbsp;to tweet anything, or go online on facebook. Because of people like you(s). And now that you(s) aren't around, ehemm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok the heck am I saying? I'm saying that I'm in a good mood, on-the-line, I mean. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-886662919985369981?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/886662919985369981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/886662919985369981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/29-of-being-ridiculous.html' title='#29 Of being ridiculous'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8644951041107600800</id><published>2011-12-14T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T00:15:37.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#28 Of blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kuP9vO-ZbE8/Tud5Gkj77zI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z84dNzjd1tc/s1600/tumblr_lps5uxhdyV1qmwd0co1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kuP9vO-ZbE8/Tud5Gkj77zI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z84dNzjd1tc/s1600/tumblr_lps5uxhdyV1qmwd0co1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Sometimes we do the worst things with the best intentions'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The Matchbreaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8644951041107600800?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8644951041107600800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8644951041107600800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/28-of-blue.html' title='#28 Of blue.'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kuP9vO-ZbE8/Tud5Gkj77zI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z84dNzjd1tc/s72-c/tumblr_lps5uxhdyV1qmwd0co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1229222777884360038</id><published>2011-12-07T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:05:19.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#27 Of my stalker ( takde kaitan )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well at least I know someone, apart from my family, who's willing to be there. Aku macam dah give up sebenarnya. Sikit je lagi. Selalu je aku baca or dengar orang kata dia rasa penat bila she or he's the only one yg terhegeh-hegeh nk reunion or jumpa balik kawan lama or stuff like that. And to be honest, aku banyak rasa benda tu lately. Lagi la bila baru balik oversea ni kan. Semua orang aku nk jumpa. Rindula konon. Tapi? Orang taknak pun jumpa aku. So. Lantak koranglah taknak jumpa aku. Aku ada kawan baik nama Atiqah Zainudin, dia nak bawak pg jalan2 KL. Boooooooo semua orang. BOOOOOOOOOOOOO sampai esok!!!! Ke lautt!! Fuhh sangat puas okay bila emo in Malay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok aku excited sebenarnya hihihi. Weed, make yourself available on this date okay -&amp;gt; 24/12/11 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1229222777884360038?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1229222777884360038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1229222777884360038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/27-of-my-stalker-takde-kaitan.html' title='#27 Of my stalker ( takde kaitan )'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-2231913889295901492</id><published>2011-12-07T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:57:37.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#26 Of the boring Syue, as you may say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK3Y5E6pbqM/Tt9-Kyuw-LI/AAAAAAAAAts/Q_c4FyVYZH4/s1600/466335854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK3Y5E6pbqM/Tt9-Kyuw-LI/AAAAAAAAAts/Q_c4FyVYZH4/s320/466335854.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived home today to meet a parcel waiting for me, yay! Another three (new) books to be read. Oh the joy. On a side note.. Nothing, never mind. I'll write a review if I feel like it. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-2231913889295901492?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2231913889295901492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2231913889295901492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/26-of-boring-syue-as-you-may-say.html' title='#26 Of the boring Syue, as you may say.'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK3Y5E6pbqM/Tt9-Kyuw-LI/AAAAAAAAAts/Q_c4FyVYZH4/s72-c/466335854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-6028544432244638083</id><published>2011-12-03T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:55:26.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#25 Of 1-2-3 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh God I'm so tired of being emo. On the line (online?), I mean. Trust me in real life, I'm as happy as a monkey in a banana factory. But whenever I go online, I kinda have this tendency to get mad at someone, or sometwo, in that case, right away. Even at the mention at their names. Urgh. Seeeeeee. Let's change the topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was .. lovely. We - the four of us, mom, dad, me and Donghae (NOT the cat), were having our lunch when suddenly school became our topic of conversation. Funny when my bro told us a story he never ever mentioned to any of us, about one of his girl friends. Comel kot :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today was .. busy. In a way. Went to Kg. Pandan to visit my relative(s), as one of my far cousins was getting married today. I had no idea who he is tbh. Or was it a she? Haha, don't bother me, I'm ignorant like that. Anyways. Was planning to have a sleepover at Nate's. And my aunt's. And Aten's. And my sister's. And kinda wanted to (randomly) visit Bella too. Then I realized my body isn't at its best, so I say maybe next time. And went to see the doctor just now.. Turned out that I've got a fever. Wouldn't have noticed that if it weren't for the doctor comparing his body temperature to mine, &amp;nbsp;(and I asked him to check it again and we kept checking our bodies' temperature for like a minute, the heck?) Lol, that was an awkwardly funny moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And tomorrow will be .. my day off. Ahah as if everyday's not my day off lah kan. Whatevs. I'll try to get rid of this condition I'm currently in (which I'm certainly not enjoying it) ASAP. Pray for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok that's all. Seems like I succeeded in my mission to take my mind off some things, yeah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-6028544432244638083?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6028544432244638083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6028544432244638083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/25-of-1-2-3-days.html' title='#25 Of 1-2-3 days'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5432747543229104793</id><published>2011-12-03T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:39:10.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#24 Of fb</title><content type='html'>Deactivated. Hopefully you'll understand why I intentionally ignore(d) you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5432747543229104793?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5432747543229104793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5432747543229104793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/23-of-fb.html' title='#24 Of fb'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1126867315967297232</id><published>2011-12-02T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T23:14:04.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#23 Of some people I don't get</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate you and your never-ending emotional issues. You seem cheerful, happy on the outside, but deep inside, you're not. I know that. I get that. It's always been that way. You're a frail little flower that needs to be treated a bit more&amp;nbsp;carefully&amp;nbsp;than the others. But have you not realized this - you're not the only one. Other people are just as fragile as you are. Other people are struggling, too. If only you had a little tinge of humanity inside, you might realize that these other people, they have no time for your bullshit and nonsense. Wake up honey. Life isn't that sweet. Sometimes you have to walk alone, and bear with whatever pain that's waiting for you. And learn from it. Not talk about it like a little child on facebook or whatever social networking accounts you have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too lazy to think of the ending for this sermon. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1126867315967297232?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1126867315967297232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1126867315967297232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/23-of-some-people-i-dont-get.html' title='#23 Of some people I don&apos;t get'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8270300280876223928</id><published>2011-12-01T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:35:02.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#22 Of nothing</title><content type='html'>Haram berlambak aku type pastu stuck pastu end up kt draft. Jadahnye aku ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8270300280876223928?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8270300280876223928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8270300280876223928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/12/22-of-nothing.html' title='#22 Of nothing'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3893315011472360992</id><published>2011-11-30T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:40:57.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#21 Of reality.</title><content type='html'>Well actually. I met someone. As I came back home that day, that's when Taylor Swift's If This Was A Movie made a special performance in my head. It sucks, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh. another thing. Whatever I post here, remains here. Or I'll change my blog url. Thanks. I'll share with the others if I feel like doing so. If they found out on their own, fine, I'll find a way. But if you were the one who told them, I'll kill you (in my head that is.) Same goes to my phone number. Haha. Aku macam malas nk spread my number to others. Sebab aku bukan topup pun, so takde function sgt pun phone tu. Nombor rumah yg penting. Sbb yang bayar bill = my parents, huahuahuah so aku boleh guna sesuka hati. Eh why the hell am I babbling in Malay? -__- Bye sweethearts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come back, come back, come back to me like&amp;nbsp;♬&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You would, you would if this was a movie ♪&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3893315011472360992?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3893315011472360992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3893315011472360992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/21-of-reality.html' title='#21 Of reality.'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-575477649048950568</id><published>2011-11-29T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:08:16.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#20 Of my 'trouble'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If in Haven, which I'm gonna talk about in the next or next next post, Dwight's trouble is that bullets tend to find him, then I think I'm in the same boat as him. A bit different though since bullets have never found me, but illnesses, diseases and viruses did and still do right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flu&amp;nbsp;☑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cough&amp;nbsp;☑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lost my voice&amp;nbsp;☑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burnt my lips&amp;nbsp;☑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still grateful though for what I have. And also thank you Allah for not letting headache come near me. That means a lot. :') I once complained to my mom saying I hate that sticky thingy inside my nose. I think I even said I hated my nose back then. Then my mom scolded me and said there are people out there with no nose, so be grateful and don't whine too much. Didn't know that my mom knows &lt;b&gt;Snape&lt;/b&gt;.. LOL okay seriously, I regret saying stuff like that. Now that I'm older, and hopefully wiser, I'm gonna rule the world..! K not funny bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttVYSnlNKHo/TtTm0EiSQTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hENTJmSORwc/s1600/tumblr_lruz7fsgK81qzcv7no1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttVYSnlNKHo/TtTm0EiSQTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hENTJmSORwc/s1600/tumblr_lruz7fsgK81qzcv7no1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Applaud? Thanks so muchh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-575477649048950568?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/575477649048950568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/575477649048950568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/20-of-my-trouble.html' title='#20 Of my &apos;trouble&apos;'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttVYSnlNKHo/TtTm0EiSQTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/hENTJmSORwc/s72-c/tumblr_lruz7fsgK81qzcv7no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-415458287573393419</id><published>2011-11-23T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:52:42.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#19 Of my sweet little brah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That moment when you woke up, and someone has already cleaned the house for you. Well, not the whole house, but at least some parts of the house. Thank you little bro. I was mad at him last night because of something he did. And when I woke up this morning... :)&amp;nbsp;Oh and btw, can't wait for tonight, tomorrow, and the day after. Yayy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-415458287573393419?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/415458287573393419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/415458287573393419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/19-of-my-sweet-little-brah.html' title='#19 Of my sweet little brah'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-468735859609665575</id><published>2011-11-22T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:18:26.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#18 Of the obvious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stalked someone's twitter account during the football match between Malaysia &amp;amp; Indonesia last night. This person I stalked = A. Someone named B tweeted to him, saying bad things about Indonesia, and B called them Indon. Well for some Indonesians, calling them Indon is rude. So, A replied to B saying '&lt;i&gt;Have some respect. It's INDO, not INDON'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I read his other tweets. Like many, he also despised that Fakri guy who performed terribly bad that night. It's like he's paid to do that, sorry to say. Anyways, back to A, he mocked Fakri by calling him &lt;i&gt;Fuckery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;There were some other 'jokes' about Fakri that A tweeted, which I found so amusing, because he seemed to have so much respect for the Indonesians but not for that particular Malaysian. And A was proud when the national anthem was sung in that stadium. Heh. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You just ate your own shit dude. Not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-468735859609665575?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/468735859609665575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/468735859609665575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/18-of-obvious.html' title='#18 Of the obvious'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5931167036726554464</id><published>2011-11-21T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T18:25:31.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#17 Of being gedik. Tak biasa siot :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Kak Ngah, have u ever sodorm-ed?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'The heck is sodorm?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Solat dalam dorm' @ &amp;nbsp;Pray in ur dorm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Nice shirt! Can use it in kore' (re in ready, no re in repeat)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Not again. The hell is kore!?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Kolam renang' @ swimming pool&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Generation gap much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, hi! Been away from the internet for quite a long time eh? Was at my grandma's - no internet connection there. Hmm, I might update later on my disastrous 10-hour flight from Auckland to KL. Or maybe on my heroic action of going back alone, by bus, instead of asking my neighbour to pick me up at the airport. Might update on the very 'welcoming' weather in BP once I arrived that night. Might update on the changes I've seen in my bros (like stated above, aha!). Might update on my stay at my grandma's. Might update on my latest &lt;b&gt;bff&lt;/b&gt;, my grandma's maid. Might update on the 'lovely' weather here mwehehe. Might update on my purse going MIA, wuuu :(. Wuuuuuu some more. WUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I miss my other family members. Sistah will be home this Wednesday. Mom &amp;amp; dad this Thursday. Hadi this Friday. Yayyss, me wants to go out badly, to buy&amp;nbsp;toiletries precisely. Me wants my herbal essences shampoo and conditioner, me wants my own shower foam. Ok someone spank me, gedik nak mampus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yeah, toodles! Have fun peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5931167036726554464?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5931167036726554464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5931167036726554464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/17-of-being-gedik-tak-biasa-siot-p.html' title='#17 Of being gedik. Tak biasa siot :p'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><georss:featurename>Batu Pahat, Johor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.843577 102.947058</georss:point><georss:box>1.780095 102.868094 1.907059 103.026022</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-4935030246743408574</id><published>2011-11-14T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T05:43:17.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#16 Of going back home, yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hell yeah. My flight's tomorrow (Tuesday). A bit nervous though, since I haven't even finished packing yet. And because of you know.. I'LL BE BACK HOME, DAMN IT!! DON'T YOU GET IT?! &amp;lt;--- tak perlu. Hmmm of course I'm nervous. No one's home though :( Aiman's staying over at my grandma's house, so yeah. Parents are still in Mekah performing haji. Big sistah is back in uni. The other brothers as well. I'll be alone. Well not a big deal since I'm kinda used to being alone here. Only better it will be because it's my own home, yay me! No more small room. No more cursing neighbours. No more slamming doors. No more annoying announcements. No more irritating sirens and helicopters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I can't wait to see (and play with) cats. Here of course we have cats, even bigger than the ones in Malaysia, but dogs are simply everywhere. Whenever you see something furry from afar, I'm 95% sure that it's a dog. So depressing, only to see &lt;b&gt;that animal&lt;/b&gt; from across the street, but not to touch it. It's like one of those damn pantuns (?) 'Nice to see nice to hold, once broken consider a sold' but this time around, it's 'Nice to see not to hold, once you hold, samak lah bahlul'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok there me goes ranting about... dogs, from that going back home topic. Seriously syue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And oh yea. Got a lil gift from A. Thanks sweetheart. You'll miss me, I know that. (hahah) Just.. Try to have a good time here, okay? Without me loitering around, you might as well have extra bonding sessions with our dear floormates. Bahahah. I'll miss you banana, kehkeh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-4935030246743408574?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/4935030246743408574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/4935030246743408574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/16-of-going-back-home-yay.html' title='#16 Of going back home, yay!'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7391842983556029239</id><published>2011-11-12T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:40:17.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#15 Of one of the many changes in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, I'm so sorry. For leaving you in the first place. Then, for ignoring you. And for not including you in my daily life activities. I'm so very sorry. I really am. It's just.. Hard. To pretend that nothing has happened, when in fact, something had actually happened without us realizing it. We grew up. We drifted apart from each other.&amp;nbsp;It's not a big deal, really. But deep inside, I hope that you're happy with your life, with or without me. We're cool right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6Q8B00xOhE/Tr5OqRDcpII/AAAAAAAAAtM/VV9VuTZyyS0/s1600/tumblr_kx1ucbrUhV1qa2txho1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6Q8B00xOhE/Tr5OqRDcpII/AAAAAAAAAtM/VV9VuTZyyS0/s1600/tumblr_kx1ucbrUhV1qa2txho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still love you, in case you're wondering. Will always do. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7391842983556029239?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7391842983556029239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7391842983556029239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/15-of-changes-in-life.html' title='#15 Of one of the many changes in life'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6Q8B00xOhE/Tr5OqRDcpII/AAAAAAAAAtM/VV9VuTZyyS0/s72-c/tumblr_kx1ucbrUhV1qa2txho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-2635253023791373395</id><published>2011-11-11T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:49:46.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#14 Of who-ya</title><content type='html'>I don't know, but I have a feeling that I'm gonna miss this place. Yeap, &lt;b&gt;this &lt;/b&gt;place. Awkward........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-2635253023791373395?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2635253023791373395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/2635253023791373395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/14-of-who-ya.html' title='#14 Of who-ya'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1200913048785178609</id><published>2011-11-09T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:38:13.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><title type='text'>#13 Of the body's biological clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, for the past few days, I could only sleep when the clock struck 5 in the morning. Not earlier than that, but later than that, yeah. Gahhhhhh, so so so depressing, especially when I have to wake&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;early the next day. :( Might be because of the caffeine I consumed during the days. Fine. No more coffee. No more. #notetoself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1200913048785178609?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1200913048785178609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1200913048785178609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/13-of-bodys-biological-clock.html' title='#13 Of the body&apos;s biological clock'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5872462467577456096</id><published>2011-11-07T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:13:23.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>#12 Of Crazy, Stupid, Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I don't know whether to help you or euthanize you&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Said the asdfghjkl Jacob to Cal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One word for Ryan Gosling : &lt;b&gt;unf&lt;/b&gt;. If that's even a word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5872462467577456096?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5872462467577456096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5872462467577456096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/12-of-crazy-stupid-love.html' title='#12 Of Crazy, Stupid, Love'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-6829053797080582419</id><published>2011-11-06T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:04:19.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>#11 Of accepting the differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You're not to be blamed, of course. It's me. It's always been me. But at least, try not to change others. People can't always do things your way. I know your ways of doing things are simply the best, but have you not heard of accepting others' differences? Well I'm aware of the fact that people might criticize others because they want you to do or be better, and that healthy criticism is good and needed indeed. But that won't work all the time, honey. Too much of anything can make you sick. Same goes to belittling others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But still, if belittling others makes your life complete, I'll try my best to accept &lt;b&gt;this kind of difference&lt;/b&gt; and let you do &lt;b&gt;that &lt;/b&gt;anytime anywhere to or with anyone you want. Just not to or near me, please. Thanks but no&amp;nbsp;thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrxJ-oZOpxA/TraP4g45UAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xyJFBa3aabY/s1600/tumblr_lry3hlPQwF1qk2qaao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrxJ-oZOpxA/TraP4g45UAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xyJFBa3aabY/s1600/tumblr_lry3hlPQwF1qk2qaao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3603637355882221436-6829053797080582419?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6829053797080582419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/6829053797080582419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/11/11-of-accepting-differences.html' title='#11 Of accepting the differences'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrxJ-oZOpxA/TraP4g45UAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xyJFBa3aabY/s72-c/tumblr_lry3hlPQwF1qk2qaao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3053857650497829885</id><published>2011-10-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:25:44.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#10 Of another favourite tv series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think it might take a while for me to get over The OC. Just finished watching the last episode of the last season. How sad. The last tv series that I actually enjoyed was... hmmm let me see. Prison Break, I guess? Well whatever. As for right now, I'm gonna continue watching The Secret Circle and Revenge which I've postponed because of my dear Ryan &amp;amp; Seth. LOL lame, I know. Toodles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltngk89UMT1qcrzl7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltngk89UMT1qcrzl7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surprisingly enough, I kinda like Taylor. Well well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3053857650497829885?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3053857650497829885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3053857650497829885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/10-of-another-favourite-tv-series.html' title='#10 Of another favourite tv series'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1643105017650015155</id><published>2011-10-28T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T17:40:20.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#9 Of family</title><content type='html'>I kinda miss my family. My parents. My siblings. My relatives. All of them. Awh. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1643105017650015155?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1643105017650015155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1643105017650015155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/9-of-family.html' title='#9 Of family'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-8208864529438404449</id><published>2011-10-28T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T12:06:37.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>#8 Of the good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-8208864529438404449?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8208864529438404449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/8208864529438404449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/8-of-good-news.html' title='#8 Of the good news'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7228813060861141807</id><published>2011-10-25T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:19:22.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>#7 Of Monte Carlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life could be simple but you never fail to complicate it every single time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mika - Blame It on the Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3603637355882221436-7228813060861141807?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7228813060861141807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7228813060861141807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/7-of-monte-carlo.html' title='#7 Of Monte Carlo'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-1083665144701670734</id><published>2011-10-22T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:20:04.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><title type='text'>#6 Of ESOL-ing and EDUC-ing</title><content type='html'>Both are &lt;b&gt;equally depressing&lt;/b&gt;. I want to be free, dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-1083665144701670734?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1083665144701670734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/1083665144701670734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/6-of-esol-ing-and-educ-ing.html' title='#6 Of ESOL-ing and EDUC-ing'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-3509977324275118132</id><published>2011-10-21T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:56:29.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#5 Of praises, from a stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Christian uncle approached me and E today. Well. He started the conversation with '&lt;i&gt;Sorry, are you Muslims?&lt;/i&gt;', so we practically knew where the conversation was heading. We chatted about the usual stuff. &lt;i&gt;Why do you do that? What should you do when you're that? How about that? How long have you that?&lt;/i&gt; blablabla but I didn't talk that much though. Typical me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And at the end of the conversation, that uncle told E '&lt;i&gt;I can see that you're going to be a good teacher. With good leadership&lt;/i&gt;' and blablabla I couldn't recall the whole script.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for me. Let me LOL first. '&lt;i&gt;You, I can see that you're smart. You're intelligent. You're good in Mathematics. You listen attentively and then you interpret&lt;/i&gt;'. or something like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't thank him enough for making my day. Haha. What a joke. Oh yea. E kinda agreed when that uncle said I'm smart, as she added '&lt;i&gt;Yes, she's genius.&lt;/i&gt;'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was such a glorious moment for me. He might not mean what he said. He might have said that for the sake of inviting me to his 'Sunday English Lessons' (YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN). He might have said that just to make me feel better, cause he might think that I felt inferior to E. Well I don't know, and in fact, I don't give a damn. What I do know is, I don't really get praises that much, and when it comes from a complete stranger, it means a lot. A lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That ends my speech. Thanks uncle. But I won't attend your 'Sunday English Lessons', no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-3509977324275118132?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3509977324275118132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/3509977324275118132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-of-praises-from-stranger.html' title='#5 Of praises, from a stranger'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-4359475897476598023</id><published>2011-10-20T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:06:11.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story of the day'/><title type='text'>#4 Of sleeping, or oversleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slept for almost 11 hours last night. So fucking awesome. From 8pm to 3am, then continued the &lt;b&gt;journey &lt;/b&gt;till 7am. I'm so happy I'm gonna die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-4359475897476598023?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/4359475897476598023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/4359475897476598023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/4-of-sleeping-or-oversleeping.html' title='#4 Of sleeping, or oversleeping'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-499992821787627646</id><published>2011-10-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:43:24.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><title type='text'>#3 Of music preferences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;b&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/b&gt;'s Seize the Day. I used to like &lt;b&gt;A7X&lt;/b&gt;. A lot. What happened? I don't know. People change, and I'm one of those people. But I still like their old masterpieces. Like Bat Country. God I loveeeee that song so much I still can't get over it. And A Little Piece of Heaven. And Afterlife. And Dear God. And Nightmare isn't that bad either. See. I still like them. But to listen to their songs everyday like back then, nope. They're not that 'attractive&lt;b&gt;'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I'm more into slow acoustic songs these days. Well it's not like I hated that genre but I realize that I've been spending a lot of time recently listening to&amp;nbsp;Obél,&amp;nbsp;Jenny Owen Youngs, Sara Bareilles, Kate Voegele, Skyler Stonestreet, Katy McAllister, Jason Walker, and the list goes on.. And mind you these songs are not as lame as those pop songs you hear on the radio. Not even close.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure if this is a good change or what, but I'm totally fine with it. So, yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-499992821787627646?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/499992821787627646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/499992821787627646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/3-of-music-preferences.html' title='#3 Of music preferences'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-7992247213179859957</id><published>2011-10-18T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:03:19.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv series'/><title type='text'>#2 Of being alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like being alone. Unlike you, *inserts name*, I like myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouch, right? Taken from The Secret Circle 01x03. I might update on these tv series I've been watching for this past few &lt;strike&gt;days&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;weeks. Loads of them. Might. Toodles. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-7992247213179859957?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7992247213179859957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/7992247213179859957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-of-being-alone.html' title='#2 Of being alone'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3603637355882221436.post-5883080538770905476</id><published>2011-10-18T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T18:50:12.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>#1 Of dealing with the root of all problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUog4SaUQn8/Tp0TB0DxQEI/AAAAAAAAAsE/02rlq_bwbcA/s1600/tumblr_ljzq947thV1qzm2geo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUog4SaUQn8/Tp0TB0DxQEI/AAAAAAAAAsE/02rlq_bwbcA/s400/tumblr_ljzq947thV1qzm2geo1_500.jpg" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at the mirror. It's &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;- the root of all problems. Don't run away. The future is scary, true, but you can't just run back to the past because it's familiar. Yes, it's tempting, but it's a mistake. And you just can't win by making the same mistake. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3603637355882221436-5883080538770905476?l=syuemustaffa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5883080538770905476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3603637355882221436/posts/default/5883080538770905476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syuemustaffa.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-dealing-with-root-of-all-problems.html' title='#1 Of dealing with the root of all problems'/><author><name>syue m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16263564529183225490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SFXO25wkB3o/Tp0YChw2b1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/I63zmsqs5sU/s220/299057_2283940948939_1561333805_32521910_7224295_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUog4SaUQn8/Tp0TB0DxQEI/AAAAAAAAAsE/02rlq_bwbcA/s72-c/tumblr_ljzq947thV1qzm2geo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
