<?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-8040405629705116817</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:52:00.422-07:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Coretan Hati</title><subtitle type='html'>Andainya hadirnya cinta sekadar untuk mengecewakan, 
lebih baik cinta itu tak pernah hadir.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-947953841239494436</id><published>2009-05-18T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:37:11.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>situasi</title><content type='html'>situasi aku sekarang, tak tahu! yup! tak tahu... hmm sangat-sangat la sedih.... setiap hari macam terlalu berharga... sorry my dear i have to let you go... i just waiting for the rigth time to let you go.. even it hurt.. but i have to let you go my dear.. its kiliing me... i wish we could be like this forever...&lt;br /&gt;cinta ini membunuh ku :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPN0V4O6mTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPN0V4O6mTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you touch me like this &lt;br /&gt;And you hold me like that &lt;br /&gt;I just have to admit &lt;br /&gt;That it's all coming back to me &lt;br /&gt;When I touch you like this &lt;br /&gt;And I hold you like that &lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to believe but &lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me &lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back, it's all coming &lt;br /&gt;back to me now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments of gold &lt;br /&gt;And there were flashes of light &lt;br /&gt;There were things I'd never do again &lt;br /&gt;But then they'd always seemed right &lt;br /&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure &lt;br /&gt;It was more than any laws allow &lt;br /&gt;Baby Baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kiss you like this &lt;br /&gt;And if you whisper like that &lt;br /&gt;It was lost long ago &lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me &lt;br /&gt;If you want me like this &lt;br /&gt;And if you need me like that &lt;br /&gt;It was dead long ago &lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me &lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to resist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-947953841239494436?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/947953841239494436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/situasi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/947953841239494436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/947953841239494436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/situasi.html' title='situasi'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-202838809274792968</id><published>2009-05-10T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:45:22.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.mynicespace.com/55/5598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 353px;" src="http://i.mynicespace.com/55/5598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hmm... i love u mum... mwah.. kadang mmg kecik ati tu byk sgt ... tp still u r my mum...&lt;br /&gt;yes dr aku kecik dari aku dlm perut dia jaga aku.. now dah 25 years old.. hmm.. suku abad?&lt;br /&gt;klu boleh nk setiap detik setiap saat dgn mama... sampai hujung nafas aku.... tak tahu la mcm mana keadaan dan rasa aku tanpa mama... i love her very much.. even sometime i feel really mad at her... doesnt mean i dont love her...aku sedar aku byk je wat salah dgn dia... kadang2 mama xpenah cube faham apa yg aku rasa.... aku lemah... sgt lemah mama.... only u can give me those strength... so please dont give up on me mama... sorry for everything that i do... i know im not the best daughter or ur favourite daughter... but still u the best mom i ever had... u the best... u the only mom that i wished for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-202838809274792968?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/202838809274792968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/202838809274792968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/202838809274792968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-4433647173523858420</id><published>2009-05-09T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:10:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>bgn... kul 8.30.. heee subuh? terlepas.... walhal my mum da kejutkan... -.- ish ish... apa nk jd ngn haku ni.... and then bgn dgr cik ila bebel2.... i lak tgh majuk ngn cik abg... ecece.. ada cik abg ke?? future maybe... so today takde plan apa pon.. then cik atie ckp dia pon di melaka so plan nk lepak rumah dia... kitaorg bertiga... amy,ila and aku la... merancang tuk kerumah dia pada pukul 3 ptg... so da set sume... kuar umah around 1.40pm... g amik cik amy... 2.05pm.. so here the problem start... en naz pulak ada menunggu di depan.. owh gaduh kah mereka ini... and then i call atie to inform her yg kitaorg da nk on d way.. then cik atie kata tak bole... "kenapa korang tak dtg pagi".. aih aku yg sgt panas baran menjawap "pagi aku ada hal g pon kan da rancang kul 3"...&lt;br /&gt;atie :"ko dak ila trun melaka tak g tau aku pon... alih last minute br nk ckp"&lt;br /&gt;aku:"bukan ko janji aku nk trun mlk g tau aku awal2"&lt;br /&gt;atie:"atuk aku sakit bla bla bla" i cant remember what she saying cuz i really really mad at the time....&lt;br /&gt;then click.. trus letak fon... cik atie nk mmg suke membebel.. then she text cik ila telling bla bla bla dak ina majuk ke... bla bla... aku just ckp kat cik ila reply je la no battery or credit abis... mls nk gaduh panjang2... sapa tak tensen... dia salahkan aku...?? tak inform dia... eh walhal ila inform dia kat melaka... kitaorg tau bila dak ila kol... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;tatau mo kata apa....&lt;br /&gt;then dia kol aku... ckp je battery abis... then dia bla bla..saying datang la kul 4... lg la panas...aku jawap ngn panas ati "ko nk suh aku tungu pusing2 kat kandang tu sampai kul 4 ke.." lainkali je la aku g umah ko.. then dia mara aku.. bla bla bla... please... masa tu kul 2... should i wait for her till 4 pm? gilerrrr.... then kembali kepada cerita cik amy td... so she have a problem with her bf... then nasib umah bf dia dekat je ngn umah cik atie... dia pulang kan hp bf dia pnjam kan... huhu.. dia ckp dia gaduh dia yg slh.. then sebab aku pon da tensen tahap gaban ... we decided to go to karaoke... yeaa dream box here we come... 3.30 pm till 7pm... woah....best.... lepas tensen... then g makan kat banda hilir nasi goreng and sup daging nyum nyum nyum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall for today happy..... yea im happy to have my friend... kadang2 mmg kita akan ada salah paham kan... mmg aku panas baran.. tp tak penah dendam...&lt;br /&gt;ya... kuat merajuk mmg hobi hamba ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-4433647173523858420?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/4433647173523858420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4433647173523858420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4433647173523858420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1199080825872303613</id><published>2009-05-08T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:33:54.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interview</title><content type='html'>ari ni pegi walk in interview one of famous jewellary store in malaysia... hampa je.. manager takde.. so i just drop my resume... harap2 dia kol... hmm tukar bidang lak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm berangan nk cincin kawen jap.. klu pat kawen org kaya merasa la pkai platinum... muaha...taste tak agak2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.evesaddiction.com/images/450/rgz10058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://www.evesaddiction.com/images/450/rgz10058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sgt simple... harga? £1,600 dlm RM9k.. mura je lagi wakaka... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/30/c/AAAAAosPAmQAAAAAADDHJA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 206px;" src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/30/c/AAAAAosPAmQAAAAAADDHJA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaa ni menangis tgk sebab aku ske sgt mende2 bling bling ni... huhu rege dia O.o&lt;br /&gt;RM60k...... o.o wooo sapa la nak kasi ni? 5 row diamond...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DKsiFhovI3o/SPOssV_vpkI/AAAAAAAAEBY/L-o753OKApU/s400/bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DKsiFhovI3o/SPOssV_vpkI/AAAAAAAAEBY/L-o753OKApU/s400/bubble.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one around RM40k... klu bli dlm pound mura la... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/76/9/AAAAAgrKrvcAAAAAAHaYQQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/76/9/AAAAAgrKrvcAAAAAAHaYQQ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni lak... hmm biasa je design tp tetap ske.. blingg2......rege? 70-80k malaysia ringgit occay.... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..taste aku senang je unik, mesti bling2, menyerlah....&lt;br /&gt;apa pon saja je aku memberangan kan diri pkai cincin2 diatas walau pon tak mampu... emas putih je boleh la platinum.. hmm tak mungkin.. arap2 dimurahkan rezeki aku... even tak dpt beli beli platinum tp serupa mcm tu pon jd la... beli sendiri lg bes lg puas hati.. tp klu org kasi.. tetamb ah org kita syg lg bertambah syg hehe...  leh botak kepala future husband aku ni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-1199080825872303613?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DKsiFhovI3o/SPOssV_vpkI/AAAAAAAAEBY/L-o753OKApU/s72-c/bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5651242110375649983</id><published>2009-05-08T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:31:20.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku manusia bodoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4t-wDpKI5tM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4t-wDpKI5tM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahulu terasa indah &lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin lupakan &lt;br /&gt;Bermesraan selalu jadi Satu kenangan manis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiada yang salah &lt;br /&gt;Hanya aku manusia bodoh &lt;br /&gt;Yang biarkan semua ini permainkanku &lt;br /&gt;Berulang ulang kali &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mencoba bertahan sekuat hati &lt;br /&gt;Layaknya karang yang dihempas sang ombak &lt;br /&gt;Jalani hidup dalam buai belaka &lt;br /&gt;Serahkan cinta tulus di dalam takdir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sampai kapankah kuharus &lt;br /&gt;Menanggungnya kutukan cinta ini &lt;br /&gt;Bersemayam dalam kalbu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ayal tingkah lakumu &lt;br /&gt;Buatku putus asa &lt;br /&gt;Kadang akal sehat ini &lt;br /&gt;Belum cukup membendungnya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kepedihan &lt;br /&gt;Yang selalu datang menertawakanku &lt;br /&gt;Engkau belahan jiwa &lt;br /&gt;Tega menari indah di atas tangisanku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua kisah pasti ada akhir &lt;br /&gt;Yang harus dilalui &lt;br /&gt;Begitu juga akhir kisah ini &lt;br /&gt;Yakinku indah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i am stupid =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5651242110375649983?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5651242110375649983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-manusia-bodoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5651242110375649983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5651242110375649983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-manusia-bodoh.html' title='aku manusia bodoh'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-3482917366465608463</id><published>2009-05-08T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:46:02.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life oh life</title><content type='html'>Aku sebenarnya insan yang dahaga cinta tapi tidak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yes aku tak berdaya......&lt;br /&gt;terasa diri ni lemah sgt dan aku xlayak pon disayangi... aku gagal sebagai manusia dan aku gagal sebagai hamba Allah...&lt;br /&gt;life oh life.. what have u done to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.waycooljnr.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/sad-clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 461px;" src="http://www.waycooljnr.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/sad-clown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-3482917366465608463?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3482917366465608463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-oh-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3482917366465608463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3482917366465608463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-oh-life.html' title='life oh life'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6521840349838501402</id><published>2009-05-08T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:35:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuka url</title><content type='html'>hmm url lama dlu tak sedap nama dia.. so tuka br.. and this is my new blog anyway... blog lama byk sgt rahsia... hehe so just import mana patut je.. tak patut simpan jd kenangan saja... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6521840349838501402?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6521840349838501402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuka-url.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6521840349838501402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6521840349838501402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuka-url.html' title='tuka url'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7822262955398226345</id><published>2009-05-03T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:16:58.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exgirlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://terrificphotography.com/wp-content/uploads/qygot5dgokmhx2wtzyo2259mo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 252px;" src="http://terrificphotography.com/wp-content/uploads/qygot5dgokmhx2wtzyo2259mo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang aku rasa dia still sayang ex dia.. napa aku ckp mcm tu? sebab dia masih kisah apa yg jd kat ex dia... and her ex punye ex bf...  ex-gf dia tglkan dia sebab laki lain.. tatau kenapa firasat aku kuat sgt... hmm... masa mula2 borak ngn dia... dia sgt sedih ditglkan kekasih... lama2.. da kenal dia kutuk2... hmm... rasanya ada terbaca kat magazine ke mana tah... laki ni klu asik cita sal his ex tak kisah sama ada pujian or kutuk.. harus la di hati hati kan.. heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 rasa cinta ni mmg buta... buta sgt... aku tak tahu sama ada dia betul-betul syg kan aku atau pon sekadar mahukan sesuatu.. sekadar peneman di kala sunyi... mmg susah aku nk buka pintu hati ni. susah sgt.... tatau kenapa dia dapat masuk.. tp aku tak pasti dgn perasaan ni... terasa syg? atau sekadar ... tah la... tatau ni syg ke apa...dan untuk dia kalau aku pergi pon tiada apa yg berubah... he a good looking guy... so takde masalah untuk dia.. even her ex pon still nk kan dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byk benda aku buat sakitkan hati dia... sebab aku tak sanggup tglkan dia... tp aku nk dia yg tglkan aku... ya sakit sgt hati... kecewa... tp tah la... aku tak pasti aku boleh jadi yg terbaik untuk dia atau tidak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway cinta ni betul2 buta.... dia tak curang pon but biasa la ada salah paham then ada la benda yg dia tipu aku... still syg ni tak berkurang pon... kenapa wahai hati... aduh... da dekat setahun da kenal.... still perasaan aku... hmmm aku tak pasti ngn perasaan aku sendiri...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7822262955398226345?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7822262955398226345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/05/exgirlfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;yesterday i watched "SEPI", still remember the time i watch this movie alone, i feel really SEPI. Cuz everyone in the cinema with their couple, my life is pathetic rite? &lt;br /&gt;really now i feel SEPI and SAD. no one here to help me... to be with me.. to support me in everything i do... to love me... to tell me which is wrong and right. owh god ... help me.... give me strenght, give me strenght to be me... to be me!...  i hate this life... i hate my self....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8736025020902431376?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8736025020902431376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8736025020902431376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8736025020902431376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-movie.html' title='Sad Movie'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-3597020573376152228</id><published>2009-01-14T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:12:05.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSBremJzMR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSBremJzMR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony of summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights, &lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You say hello&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet cause we're dead if they know&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real, &lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes, oh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knealt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-3597020573376152228?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3597020573376152228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3597020573376152228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3597020573376152228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1987684930060108727</id><published>2008-08-05T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:12:05.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>again and again.... it like an endless road..i dont where am i...where to stop i dont see anything that can make me stop for rest. and i soooo tired of it. i scared, i wish there is something i can hold to. but is nothing. keep walking along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 perjalanan yg sepi dan sunyi. tiada hentian untuk aku. kaki aku penat berjalan dan aku terlalu takut untuk berhenti atau meneruskan. tp aku tka boleh berhenti terpaksa melangkah setiap tapak. masih tiada penghujung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-1987684930060108727?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/1987684930060108727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/08/again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1987684930060108727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1987684930060108727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/08/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1134831733566798341</id><published>2008-07-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:12:05.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>hmmm... i dont know why am i crying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-1134831733566798341?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/1134831733566798341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1134831733566798341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1134831733566798341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7211237433482875476</id><published>2008-07-22T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>berubah</title><content type='html'>jangan berubah kerana diri ini, berubahlah kerana kamu ingin berubah, kerna ku takut... aku akan mengecewakan diri mu, sememangnya aku telah mengecewakan diri mu, cuma kamu sahaja belum sedar, aku tak sanggup melihat diri mu bermuram... tiada apa yg mampu ku lakukan.... hanya meneruskannya... jalan tiada penghujung... lalu kuteruskan jua penipuan ini, biar sakit dihati memikirkannya, maafkan aku.. aku tak mampu berterus terang... aku tak sedar hati ini telah dicuri, seandai ku tahu hati ini akan dicuri tak akan aku memulakan penipuan itu... maafkan aku.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7211237433482875476?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7211237433482875476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/berubah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7211237433482875476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7211237433482875476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/berubah.html' title='berubah'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5703217660826543823</id><published>2008-07-22T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>God made you,&lt;br /&gt;Then made me.&lt;br /&gt;Then he whispered,&lt;br /&gt;"Meant to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5703217660826543823?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5703217660826543823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5703217660826543823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5703217660826543823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8140789866625632734</id><published>2008-07-21T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>its different to love and being love..&lt;br /&gt;am i jealous? hmm..let it be.. someday u will find someone that really love what you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm why am i cryin? hmm..i make someone heart break... im a heartbreaker :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry... love is just stupid... im jealous of others.. i never had love in my life... im jealous of other&lt;br /&gt;they had love, career..everything..and me? im about to turn 25... and there is nothing to be proud bout me.... im just an ugly..stupid person... so sad being me:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that why i hate being me.. i wish i was dead... ........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont need to wait for my love...that wont be here.... please let me feel what love is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8140789866625632734?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8140789866625632734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hand" alt="" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/3zktxyw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdimg3.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/05082008/5/2/b/1/52b1d04c345170_full.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://cdimg3.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/05082008/5/2/b/1/52b1d04c345170_full.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film focuses on the stories about four relationships and their trials, pains, heartaches, and subsequent separations. The plot lines eventually connect in some way, but they remain unrelated for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passionate fire fighter, 30 years old, tries to propose to his lover but every time he misses the chance. In the meantime, she becomes anxious whenever she hears a siren. &lt;--- yang ni ending diaorang mang sgt sgt sgt sedih... pling byk i nangis yang ni lew...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suk-hyeon intends to break up with her jobless lover, Ha-seok, and he begins an agency that helps other lovers to break up. &lt;-- yang ni biasa je...awek dia cashier..last2 awek dia guna khidmat dia tuk break up.. tak de rasa pe sgt pon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juyeong is mad at her son's troubles in school, but she realizes that she has little time to spend with him. &lt;--- ni pon pling sedih gak.... anak dia rasa mcm mak dia busy je..then mak dia accident masuk spital kene tahan wad la..tp bukans ebab accident tp sebab cancer../ sedih sgt masa mak dia nk mati.. dia lukis gamba mak dia elok2..then dia guna khidmat suk hyeon tu tuk ckp kat mak dia dia tanak berpisah.. sedih..budak ni memula tak kisah pon mak dia then dia jumpe diary mak dia..dia sgt syg mak dia..uwaaa cedeyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-eun, with a hearing impairment and a burn on her face, falls in her first love but she doesn't have the courage to come out in his presence. &lt;-- ni gadis bisu adik kepada awek fireman tu... sedih dia ada cacat sket muka suka 1 mamat cute.. this one aku tak paham sgt..sama ada mamat tu terima dia atau tak at the end..sebab dia selang dgn kisah mak budak tu kan..cam focus nangis2 la tak pasan kisah dia hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe pon cite ni mang the best la.. heheh... puas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-757000906694282792?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/757000906694282792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Hero</title><content type='html'>There's a hero if you look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid of what you are.&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer if you reach into your soul&lt;br /&gt;and the sorrow that you know will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;with the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;and you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;and you know you can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;and you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;that a hero lies in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long road when you face the world alone;&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold.&lt;br /&gt;You can find love if you search within your self&lt;br /&gt;and the emptiness you felt will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;with the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;and you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;and you know you can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;and you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;that a hero lies in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....Lord knows dreams are hard to follow,&lt;br /&gt;But don't let anyone tear them away.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, there will be tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;In time you'll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;with the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;and you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;and you know you can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;and you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;that a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;that a hero lies in ... you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm that a hero lies in.....you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-2835614380736900336?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/2835614380736900336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2835614380736900336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2835614380736900336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/hero.html' title='Hero'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5205307598255101271</id><published>2008-07-15T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanita</title><content type='html'>Lagu Wanita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku wanita punya hati nurani&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak dapat dibohongi&lt;br /&gt;Pabila cinta tlah membutakan mata&lt;br /&gt;Dan membuat tuli telinga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika aku menyinta&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika engkau ternyata&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan hati&lt;br /&gt;Belahan jiwaku ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku ini anugerah terindah&lt;br /&gt;Dari yang maha kuasa&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu tak pernah berubah&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun kita berbeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika aku menyinta&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika engkau ternyata&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan hati&lt;br /&gt;Belahan jiwaku ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Korus)&lt;br /&gt;Aku wanita aku kaum hawa&lt;br /&gt;Yang memang rapuh hatinya&lt;br /&gt;Aku wanita aku punya cinta&lt;br /&gt;Selayaknya manusia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Korus II)&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika aku menyinta&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika engkau ternyata&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan hati&lt;br /&gt;Belahan jiwaku ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ulang Korus I)&lt;br /&gt;(Ulang Korus II)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaa... Ku wanita&lt;br /&gt;aaa... Ku wanita....&lt;br /&gt;Yang hanya perlu kau fahami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ulang Korus) (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh apakah salah jika aku menyinta&lt;br /&gt;Apakah salah jika engkau ternyata&lt;br /&gt;Pilihan hati&lt;br /&gt;Belahan jiwaku ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanita... woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;Ku Wanita... ooo...&lt;br /&gt;Wanita...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5205307598255101271?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5205307598255101271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5205307598255101271'/><link rel='self' 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better to be like this.. then being love someone that doesnt love me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku menangis skng..sedih sepi...idup ni pon benci kan aku...yes... lets only me can read this blog, so i can write whatever i wann write.. it my life.. so what ever it is... it just me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5786294771765794047?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5786294771765794047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5786294771765794047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5786294771765794047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-4275308411117746370</id><published>2008-07-14T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sedih la</title><content type='html'>sedih la... ntah aku tatau la.. aku rasa aku taknak on tc lg la... hmmm.. biar lah..da tak penting pon tc..aku join suka2 tp susah org salah paham... ya im looking for friend..but internet only not for real life.. ya and aku rasa byk je hati aku kecewakan..so stupid with this guy i.. i dont know why.. but i am stupid for being that... hmmm... arghhhhhhhh... tensionnnnnn...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-4275308411117746370?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/4275308411117746370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sedih-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4275308411117746370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4275308411117746370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sedih-la.html' title='sedih la'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1056933953245435316</id><published>2008-07-14T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>aku tak tau napa aku mcm ni.. gila kot? ya i wish i can be crazy, i hate this life so much... thre nothing good in my life..i just useless... sometimes i wish i could be someone else.. i hate being me... i hate my self....i wish i was not born to this world.... ya that what i wish every night before i fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna run away from this life... i hate this life so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5310668463363155261</id><published>2008-07-07T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>SEPI</title><content type='html'>Hari ni habis keje g tgk cite sepi ni, ada someone suh tgkkan... overall cite ni... best la..tgk sorang2 je feeling sket...ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka je sajak aiman tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bisikku pada bulan&lt;br /&gt;Kembalikan temanku&lt;br /&gt;Kekasihku, Syurgaku&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa dia malam menemaniku&lt;br /&gt;Sepi memelukku&lt;br /&gt;Bulan jangan biar siang&lt;br /&gt;Biar alam ini kelam&lt;br /&gt;Biar ia sepi seperti ku…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa dia baca tuk ajar ean tu...sgt sedih je dgr tak tau pon khalil da mati... sedih sgt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kisah afdlin...tak berapa suka je...ntah... watak vanida tak berapa strong la...br kenal afdlin kan dah leh cancel wedding... maybe the power of love..tp ntah...then suzi aka nasha... dia gile pon... she deserve to be love :) patut suzi ni ha di katakan sepi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watak sufi, sedih time last eja dpt getah rambut tu. time bini dia mati pon sedih je ... but patut kene focus asraf gak ;) anak dia..hee suka2 je aku nk focus kat org lain je haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQOWWz595Rg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQOWWz595Rg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuni Shara - Sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepi hati terjadi lagi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin sampai mati aku sepi&lt;br /&gt;Biar senyum hadir di hariku&lt;br /&gt;namun ini hanya ada di bibir&lt;br /&gt;di bibir saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ini yang bisa mengerti&lt;br /&gt;walaupun yang lain mau mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Namun berat beban hidupku&lt;br /&gt;biarkan saja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar saja hanya ku yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah cinta dan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;penuh duri dan banyak ranjau&lt;br /&gt;Butuh kesabaran yang penuh&lt;br /&gt;untuk tetap ku berdiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. ada saatnya ku bicara&lt;br /&gt;bila hatiku telah bulat&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang ku bisa atasi semua&lt;br /&gt;aku tetap diam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.. sejarah cinta dan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;penuh duri dan banyak ranjau&lt;br /&gt;butuh kesabaran yang penuh&lt;br /&gt;untuk tetap ku berdiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. ada saatnya ku bicara&lt;br /&gt;bila hatiku telah bulat&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang ku bisa atasi semua&lt;br /&gt;aku tetap diam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5310668463363155261?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5310668463363155261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sepi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5310668463363155261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5310668463363155261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sepi.html' title='SEPI'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8929177647664736530</id><published>2008-07-04T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Better in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed border="0" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" align="middle" flashvars="myid=10666084&amp;path=2008/07/04&amp;mycolor=FFE061&amp;mycolor2=FF5FB9&amp;mycolor3=64A1FE&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/notebook.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="117" width="240" wmode="transparent" name="myflashfetish"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/10666084" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none;" alt="Music" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" width="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNTIxODg5MDk4MSZwdD*xMjE1MjE5MDE5MjA2JnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" height="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: x2]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8929177647664736530?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8929177647664736530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/better-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8929177647664736530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8929177647664736530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/better-in-time.html' title='Better in time'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-2267588893889670623</id><published>2008-07-02T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title...</title><content type='html'>Sedih la lagi, tak tau nk cite kat sapa.. td kuar ngn member balik je... masuk blk kunci pintu.. Umm.. apa ntah yg aku pikirkan? Tak penah seumur hidup aku mengadap internet 24/7... Sejak kenal tc rajin seronok kenal org... jatuh hati dgn org...tp keadaan xmengizinkan ;) lg pon kelakar la plak aku ni.. tak kenal org pon.. leh jatuh hati? just sedih je.. org menjauhkan diri. tak apa la.. lagi pon siapalah diri ni.. nk melebih2... biarlah mcm ni je... aku terfikir je nk quit tc ni.. tp ntah bila la kuat nk buat mcm tu.. lebih baik menjauh...mcm real life... dr melihat sesuatu menyakitkan hati.. lbih baik kita pergi saja..&lt;br /&gt;aku ser aku tension sebab keje yg byk, aku tak tahu mana nak buat dlu.. penat la.. aku takut.. ntah la...susah nk cerita..kalau aku cerita pon takde org pon nk memahami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s .. pada yg tak suka baca aku tulis tu...tak payah masuk sini baca dh... tak penting pon. ni blog aku so apa aku tulis suka hati aku la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-2267588893889670623?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/2267588893889670623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2267588893889670623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2267588893889670623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-title.html' title='No Title...'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8435530717819712209</id><published>2008-07-02T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelik</title><content type='html'>Hari ni hati rasa berdebar-debar sgt... tak tahu kenapa... nak nanggis pon ada... mcm ada something wrong...Rasa yang sgt pelik...nk tgk cerita pon takde mood, mood kelakar tp hati rasa sedih.... berdebar-debar, cemas... cukup la.... kan bagus kalau tak ada perasaan langsung yg wujud... i hate this feeling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8435530717819712209?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8435530717819712209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/pelik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8435530717819712209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8435530717819712209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/pelik.html' title='Pelik'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6897581804043648372</id><published>2008-07-01T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sad.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/Sad.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1 am now... Cant sleep... Rasa sedih je, napa ntah...  Rasa nak nanggis je... Umm... i hate this feeling... take it away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;he said .. he loves me...but at the same time he loves someone else...hehe.. man is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6897581804043648372?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6897581804043648372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6897581804043648372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6897581804043648372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7181339839755619943</id><published>2008-06-29T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madu?</title><content type='html'>Hari ni tiba-tiba je, ada 1 org add kat ym, reject la..rupa2 bini kawan aku.... Umm interview aku...&lt;br /&gt;siap ckp kalu i xkenal dia sure u jd bini dia.. ek.. please takde feeling pon... mesti bini dia kecik ati kan dlm hati tp tak luahkan konon2 cool la... Hmm... borak ngn dia pon serba salah... susah la org mcm ni... Tapi ok la bini dia.. baik je..tapi tak tau la kan... umm.. dia bwk bini dia g opis kat singapore so dia keje bini dia chat ngn aku... just aku surious je... tkt dia nyamar kan..then dia tnya lg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maznahidzuddin: cuma anak mak so besela&lt;br /&gt;Bv: fmly dia ok?&lt;br /&gt;maznahidzuddin: ok1tanya mcm dah terbuka ati nk sain kontrak jd madu je?hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Bv::))&lt;br /&gt;Bv: kalu umur i 30 tak kawen bole la&lt;br /&gt;Bv:=))&lt;br /&gt;Bv: bole ke?&lt;br /&gt;maznahidzuddin: sy rasa umur sy pun tak panjang kalo jd pape masa bersalin nanti sy wasiatkn dia pd awk&lt;br /&gt;Bv: ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Bv: jgn kata gitu la&lt;br /&gt;Bv: sy main2 je la&lt;br /&gt;Bv: ;)&lt;br /&gt;maznahidzuddin: jg dia baik2! sy serius ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm..seriously..serius ke minah ni? ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7181339839755619943?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7181339839755619943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/madu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7181339839755619943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7181339839755619943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/madu.html' title='Madu?'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-3963606029521635881</id><published>2008-06-27T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semalam, Hari Ini, Esok</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is a history, Today is a Gift, Tomorrow is a mystery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me today is suckssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-3963606029521635881?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3963606029521635881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/semalam-hari-ini-esok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3963606029521635881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3963606029521635881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/semalam-hari-ini-esok.html' title='Semalam, Hari Ini, Esok'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7779664401375793232</id><published>2008-06-24T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penat</title><content type='html'>Hari ni aku penat sgt, bukan hari ni sahaja, hari-hari pon penat. Tak ada apa nk dikejar tak ada apa nk dibuat tp tetap penat yang amat. Aku penat dgn perangai orang agaknya. Bukan lah aku ni perfect sgt, aku tahu diri ni tak sesempurna mana, ada jer kelemahan diri ni. Tapi aku dah terlalu penat melayan kerenah orang, yang macam-macam, seolah-olah mereka terlalu perfect. Sampai memperkecilkan kemampuan orang lain. Salah ke manusia yang tidak hebat macam mereka, tak perlu la bercerita kesana sini kelemahan orang. Menutup kelemahan sendiri dgn bercerita kelemahan orang. Kalau ikut kan marah aku orang macam ni aku kasi penerajang maut je. Macam kuat je nak kasi penerajang kan? Tapi aku slalo ckp biar lah dia dgn bayang-bayang dia. Lama-lama dia akan malu sendiri. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7779664401375793232?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7779664401375793232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/penat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7779664401375793232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7779664401375793232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/penat.html' title='Penat'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6410772363701695519</id><published>2008-06-23T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=purpledaisy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/purpledaisy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy pulak sejak pulang ni... napa ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : kata 3-4 minggu...haha nk wat camne...terbalik lak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8040405629705116817-6410772363701695519?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6410772363701695519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6410772363701695519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6410772363701695519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-back.html' title='I&amp;#39;m back...'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8765344404539542720</id><published>2008-06-17T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s227.photobucket.com/albums/dd100/ozita39/HAPPY%20BIRTHDAY/?action=view&amp;amp;current=happy-birthday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="happy birthday" src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd100/ozita39/HAPPY%20BIRTHDAY/happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dear friend, hope you will be success in everything you do, wishes you will find you dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember ur birthday since we knows each other. Cuma.. mungkin ego ni tak mahu mengucapkannya.. hee sorry, lagi pon bukan ucapan saya yang dinanti-nantikan... walaupon awak ingat saya tak pernah igt beday awak tp setiap tahun mendoakan semoga awak dimurahkan rezeki dan di panjangkan umur... tarikh ni mmg sentiasa terpahat dlm kepala sy... muaahss.. miss you always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : hee kata taknak online dh.. bukan tamo, tp ada internet now guna la... esok-esok dh takleh guna... hehe... im going somewhere, so maybe takde internet connection kat tempat tu... sementara masih ada ni nak buat posting berharga sedikit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8765344404539542720?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8765344404539542720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8765344404539542720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8765344404539542720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd100/ozita39/HAPPY%20BIRTHDAY/th_happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1998327445969657197</id><published>2008-06-17T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye</title><content type='html'>I wont be online for 3-4 weeks... so take care...&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all my friend here...&lt;br /&gt;miss u guys... ada org rindu kita tak =P perasan kejap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daa take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-1998327445969657197?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/1998327445969657197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1998327445969657197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1998327445969657197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/bye.html' title='Bye'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-2386248153189982852</id><published>2008-06-16T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:59:35.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baru sedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=pink-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/pink-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sekarang rajin pulak aku mengupdate blog... mmg tak ada keje dah aku ni agak nya? Haha... dlu aku tulis blog paling kurang 1 bulan 1 kali, paling kerap 1 minggu, now hari-hari? Pelik je macam. Dulik la.. Blog aku... Hehe.. suka la nk tulis apa pon... Salah satu sebab aku suka tulis blog tiba-tiba kan... sebab  tenang je tengok blog sendiri, putih and pink.. kombinasi yang sgt comel... i like... Haha... Kira blog ni menceriakan hari hari ku..mcm bunga tu.. heee..cari rose tak ada plak.. daisy pon comel.. eh tu daisy kan? haha&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/8040405629705116817-2386248153189982852?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/2386248153189982852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/baru-sedar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2386248153189982852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2386248153189982852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/baru-sedar.html' title='Baru sedar'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6412316239166670571</id><published>2008-06-16T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=Stupid_Love-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/Stupid_Love-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's funny how someone can break your heart and you still love them with all the little pieces&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6412316239166670571?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6412316239166670571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6412316239166670571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6412316239166670571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-2944163789875346700</id><published>2008-06-15T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/food/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="332" alt="" src="http://www.rasamalaysia.com/uploaded_images/food/lala.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ari ni ada org majuk sebab lala... lalalala.... hehe... jgn marah..&lt;br /&gt;simple apa lauk nasi + lala.. 1 jenis lauk je... so lauk lala ni simple la...masak pon simple je... heeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn marah dah yea, kang i majuk ngn lala ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-2944163789875346700?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/2944163789875346700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/lala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2944163789875346700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2944163789875346700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/lala.html' title='Lala'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6842586974915844829</id><published>2008-06-14T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>John Mayer - Say</title><content type='html'>Take all of your wasted honor&lt;br /&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your so-called problems&lt;br /&gt;Better put them in quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say (8x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a one man army&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;br /&gt;Living out the same old moment&lt;br /&gt;Knowing youâ€™d be better off instead&lt;br /&gt;If you could only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say (8x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving in&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving over&lt;br /&gt;You better know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s better to say too much&lt;br /&gt;Than never to say what you need to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say(8x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i never had a courage to say what i want to say :(:( sucksss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6842586974915844829?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6842586974915844829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/john-mayer-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6842586974915844829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6842586974915844829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/john-mayer-say.html' title='John Mayer - Say'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-4874030098496096848</id><published>2008-06-14T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kungfu Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=KungFuPanda.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/KungFuPanda.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dah lama tak tgk wayang so td g tgk cerita ni, Kungfu Panda.. kinda funny.. i laugh a lot in the cinema.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;its about a panda name 'po'. A big fat panda. Po ni minat sgt dgn kungfu, then ada la pemilihan untuk Pahlawan Naga, accidently dia terpilih, bukan secara tak sengaja tp mmg dia dipilih, lawak sgt la... awesome kungfu fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 3/5 star la kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one quote that i like in this movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita ni bagus, semangat yang tak penah lupus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-4874030098496096848?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/4874030098496096848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/kungfu-panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4874030098496096848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4874030098496096848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/kungfu-panda.html' title='Kungfu Panda'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8515779499084514489</id><published>2008-06-13T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=love.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/love.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Memula tgk cite ni mcm bosan, but then.. its all about a boys love, gay love... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka ayat-ayat dalam cerita ni, penuh dgn maksud..cite ni sedih... tapi sebab tak menghayati sgt so tak nangis la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We meet, come to know each other, fall in love and part right after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is how many sad stories evolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Samuel Taylor Coleridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Without the slightest doubt, there is love in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What worries me is how to express it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Osamu Dazai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As long people have friends to share their sadness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it becomes easier to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In love there is only one law: to make your love happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Stendhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The greatest joy Love can give you, is to take your lover’s hand for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Stendhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love is a sacred madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Renaissance Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If somebody asks why I loved the way I did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I’ll answer that both of us were authentic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That is my only answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Montaigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When two people cry together for the first time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;they understand how much they love each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Emile Deschamps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/8040405629705116817-8515779499084514489?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8515779499084514489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8515779499084514489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8515779499084514489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-love.html' title='Boys Love'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-4377778954133980373</id><published>2008-06-13T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like an Angel to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pinkangel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="335" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/pinkangel.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like an Angel to Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, he say thank you so much, you like an angel to me...&lt;br /&gt;Today, someone else is an angel for him... LOL&lt;br /&gt;stupidity.. &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/8040405629705116817-4377778954133980373?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/4377778954133980373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-angel-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4377778954133980373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4377778954133980373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-angel-to-me.html' title='Like an Angel to Me'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6317970489906984083</id><published>2008-06-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do u love me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alone-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="316" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/alone-4.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't say you love me unless forever&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you need me, if you're not gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me this feeling, I'll only believe it&lt;br /&gt;Make it real or take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man always say he love you but at the same time he love someone else... heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical of man.... terburu2..then tglkan if they think they wanted to do that...&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/8040405629705116817-6317970489906984083?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6317970489906984083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-u-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6317970489906984083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6317970489906984083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-u-love-me.html' title='Do u love me?'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-614886393939836006</id><published>2008-06-12T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi</title><content type='html'>Semalam tidur awal, tapi today mengangtuk sepanjang hari. Kalau tidur lewat tak macam ni pulak. Mungkin sebab dah terbiasa tidur lewat, rasa aku start tidur lewat awal bulan 5. Wah hebat aku, dulu kul 10 aku dah tdiur now, berbeza sungguh. Oh nk cerita pasal mimpi semalam, ingat atau tidak ingat je. Mimpi yang sedih kot.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mimpi aku tgk nama kawan aku meininggal dunia, umm...mmg menanggis dalam mimpi tu. Sebab aku merajuk semalam ke? Tapi bukan dia, kawan baik aku masa sekolah dulu. Terasa macam betul-betul, sedar-sedar air mata kat pipi dah. Betul-betul menanggis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o pagi tadi aku sms, sihat walafiat sahaja. Alhamdulillah, now dia di Alor Star training. Semoga  dia dipanjangkan umur dan kami sempat berjumpa lagi. Sekarang masing-masing pon busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=Friendship_is.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/Friendship_is.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Won't promise to be your friends forever,  because I won't live that long..But let me be your friends as long as I live"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-614886393939836006?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/614886393939836006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/mimpi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/614886393939836006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/614886393939836006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/mimpi.html' title='Mimpi'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7257249913525043292</id><published>2008-06-12T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merajuk</title><content type='html'>kalau taknak cerita kan baik tak payah..dah byk kali mcm ni..hilang mood aku terus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm tajuk merajuk tp takde mood? malas aku... tido lagi bagus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=sleep.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/sleep.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7257249913525043292?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7257249913525043292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/merajuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7257249913525043292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7257249913525043292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/merajuk.html' title='Merajuk'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-867860765770496767</id><published>2008-06-12T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapar kek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.secretrecipe.com.my/marketroot/secretrecipe/catalog/exchange/images/chocolate-indulgence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.secretrecipe.com.my/marketroot/secretrecipe/catalog/exchange/images/chocolate-indulgence.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ngidam la... yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-867860765770496767?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/867860765770496767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/lapar-kek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/867860765770496767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/867860765770496767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/lapar-kek.html' title='Lapar kek'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-1646037345161111300</id><published>2008-06-11T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit perut</title><content type='html'>Adoi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa kaitan gamba? saja-saja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-1646037345161111300?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/1646037345161111300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/sakit-perut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1646037345161111300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/1646037345161111300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/sakit-perut.html' title='Sakit perut'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-4442563956379824864</id><published>2008-06-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gembira</title><content type='html'>Hari-hari pun entry sedih, aku sendiri pon bosan tengok. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni nak gembira pulak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/icons/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk68/ssellenna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=160328.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="355" alt="happy" src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk68/ssellenna/160328.jpg" width="554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-4442563956379824864?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/4442563956379824864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/gembira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4442563956379824864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/4442563956379824864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/gembira.html' title='Gembira'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7940233466379936165</id><published>2008-06-09T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Melukut Di Tepi Gantang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Di malam yang sunyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Duduk ku termenung sorang diri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Di jendela sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hingga dinihari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ku menantikan kepulanganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Namunkah hanya sekadar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tinggal kata-kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bagaikan melukut di tepi gantang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Begitulah aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Di dalam hidupmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ada tiada tak memberi kesan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hanya aku menanggung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kerinduan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dulu pernah kau katakan sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ingin mendengarku berlagu riang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Menawar duka laraku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lupakan saja..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Derita yang berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tapi mengapa dirimu, kasih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ibarat lalang ditiup angin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kasihmu diracun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;oleh kata fitnah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Penuh hina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hingga kini kau biarkan saja..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Diriku menanggung sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dengan irama dukaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yang tak bermakna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada tiada tak memberi kesan, Hanya aku menanggung, Kerinduan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa sedih je tiap kali dengar lagu ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7940233466379936165?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7940233466379936165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/melukut-di-tepi-gantang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7940233466379936165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7940233466379936165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/melukut-di-tepi-gantang.html' title='Melukut Di Tepi Gantang'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5929695557485608215</id><published>2008-06-09T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit Kepala</title><content type='html'>Balik kerja je, on pc, tiba-tiba kepala berdenyut-denyut. Nak tido dah magrib. Tahan je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=headache.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/headache.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5929695557485608215?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5929695557485608215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/sakit-kepala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5929695557485608215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5929695557485608215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/sakit-kepala.html' title='Sakit Kepala'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-2906688050404854020</id><published>2008-06-08T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjauh</title><content type='html'>2-3 hari ni kan aku kata aku moody, then tak sihat pon yea, penyakit lama datang balik kot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selera nak makan pon tak ada, rasa nak menjauh dari semua orang. Telefon tak diangkat, sms tak berbalas, pendek kata aku off terus hp ni. Senang, tak ada siapa ganggu aku, orang cari dirumah pon aku pesan kat budak-budak ni cakap aku tak ada di rumah. Kenapa nak menjauh? Entah la rasa hati ingin menjauh bawa diri. Bukan sebab sesiapa pon, diri sendiri yang merasa begini. Kalau boleh aku memang nak pergi jauh sangat biar semua orang tak mencari aku. Untuk apa disini lagi? bukan tak ada yang aku sayang ada, tapi hati ni rasa lebih baik menjauh, dari mengecewakan orang lain. Aku tak suka kecewakan orang tapi itu lah selalu aku lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/?action=view&amp;current=alone.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk147/ervina13/alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benarlah kata orang itu aku boleh buka kilang air mata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-2906688050404854020?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/2906688050404854020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/menjauh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2906688050404854020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/2906688050404854020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/menjauh.html' title='Menjauh'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-3454717870928399167</id><published>2008-06-07T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mengharap</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Apabila salah satu pintu kebahagiaan tertutup, yg lain akan terbuka tapi lazimnya kita akan memandang pintu yg telah tertutup itu terlalu lama hinggakan kita tidak nampak pintu yg telah pun terbuka untuk kita. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakikat realiti, selalu mengharap pada sesuatu yang telah pergi jauh meninggalkan kita. Mengharap dan terus berharap, tanpa sedikit keluhan atau rungutan. Betapa ruginya manusia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-3454717870928399167?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3454717870928399167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/mengharap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3454717870928399167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3454717870928399167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/mengharap.html' title='Mengharap'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-5211965606768962362</id><published>2008-06-07T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mungkin Tuhan sengaja mahu kita berjumpa dgn orang yg salah sebelum menemui insan yg betul supaya apabila kita akhirnya menemui insan yg betul, kita akan tahu bagaimana utk bersyukur dgn pemberian dan hikmah disebalik pemberian tersebut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila salah satu pintu kebahagiaan tertutup, yg lain akan terbuka tapi lazimnya kita akan memandang pintu yg telah tertutup itu terlalu lama hinggakan kita tidak nampak pintu yg telah pun terbuka untuk kita. Teman yg paling baik ialah seseorang yang kita boleh duduk bersama di dalam buaian dan berbuai bersama tanpa berkata apa-apa pun dan kemudian berjalan pulang dgn perasaan bahawa itulah perbualan yang paling hebat yg pernah kita rasai. Memang benar yang kita tidak akan tahu apa yg kita punyai sehinggalah kita kehilangannya dan juga benar bahawa kita tidak akan tahu apa yg kita rindukan sehinggalah "Ianya" hadir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia cuma mengambil masa seminit untuk jatuh hati pada seseorang, satu jam utuk menyukai seseorang, satu hari untuk menyintai seseorang tetapi ia mengambil masa sepanjang hidup untuk melupakan seseorang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pandang kepada kecantikan kerana ianya akan lapuk ditelan usia, jangan kejar kemewahan kerana ianya akan susut ditelan masa. Apa yang kekal hanyalah kecantikan hati seseorang... . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carilah seseorang yang bisa membuatkan anda tersenyum kerana ia cuma memerlukan sekuntum senyuman untuk mencerahkan hari yg suram. Akan tiba satu ketika didalam kehidupan apabila anda teramat rindukan seseorang sehingga anda ingin menggapainya dari mimpi dan memeluknya dengan sebenar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimpilah apa yang anda inginkan, pergilah ke mana-mana yg anda ingin tujui dan jadilah apa yg anda inginkan kerana anda hanya memiliki satu kehidupan dan satu peluang untuk melakukan semua perkara yang ingin anda lakukan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga anda memiliki kebahagiaan yg cukup untuk membuatkan diri anda menarik, percubaan yg cukup utk membuatkan anda kuat, kesedihan yg cukup utk memastikan anda adalah seorang insan dan harapan yg cukup utk membuatkan anda bahagia... . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebahagiaan seseorang manusia tidak semestinya dalam memiliki segala yg terbaik. Mereka hanya membuat yg terbaik dalam hampir apa saja yg datang didalam hidup mereka. Kebahagiaan terletak kepada mereka yg menangis, mereka yg terluka, mereka yang telah mencari dan mereka yg telah mencuba, hanya mereka yg boleh menghargai kepentingan manusia yg telah menyentuh hidup mereka. Cinta bermula dgn senyuman, mekar dgn ciuman dan berakhir dgn tangisan... .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa depan yg cerah sentiasa berteraskan kehidupan yg lalu yg telah dilupakan Anda tidak boleh meneruskan kehidupan dengan sempurna sehingga anda melupakan kegagalan dan kekecewaan masa silam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cinta takkan datang kalau tidak dicari"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-5211965606768962362?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/5211965606768962362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5211965606768962362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/5211965606768962362'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-7509322998398351268</id><published>2008-06-07T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive</title><content type='html'>Sensitive ke aku ni? aku rasa ya kot, tp bila aku borak dgn kwn lelaki aku, then mereka merajuk memula ok la nk dilayan, tp selalu aku pon bosan. So kesimpulannya orang lain pon dah naik bosan dengan aku, tak apa lah, normal lah begitu, disukai dan dibenci. Aku tak kisah mana-mana pon sama saja, akhirnya aku dilupakan juga :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ia cuma mengambil masa seminit untuk jatuh hati pada seseorang, satu jam untuk menyukai seseorang, satu hari untuk menyintai seseorang tetapi ia mengambil masa sepanjang hidup untuk melupakan seseorang.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-7509322998398351268?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7509322998398351268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7509322998398351268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/7509322998398351268'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6039585823757402294</id><published>2008-06-06T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Coin-Operated Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAnyYTjjhJ0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAnyYTjjhJ0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi jalan kat tc bukak profile org dgr lagu, kinda cute... terus jatuh cinta dgn lagu ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy &lt;br /&gt;sitting on the shelf he is just a toy&lt;br /&gt;but i turn him on and he comes to life &lt;br /&gt;automatic joy &lt;br /&gt;that is why i want a coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made of plastic and elastic &lt;br /&gt;he is rugged and long-lasting&lt;br /&gt;who could ever ever ask for more&lt;br /&gt;love without complications galore&lt;br /&gt;many shapes and weights to choose from&lt;br /&gt;i will never leave my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;i will never cry at night again&lt;br /&gt;wrap my arms around him and pretend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;all the other real ones that i destroy &lt;br /&gt;cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll&lt;br /&gt;never let him go and i'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;not with my coin operated boy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bridge was written to make you feel smittener&lt;br /&gt;with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer&lt;br /&gt;can you extract me from my plastic fantasy&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think so but im still convinceable&lt;br /&gt;will you persist even after i bet you&lt;br /&gt;a billion dollars that i'll never love you&lt;br /&gt;will you persist even after i kiss you&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for the last time&lt;br /&gt;will you keep on trying to prove it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying to lose it...&lt;br /&gt;i want it &lt;br /&gt;i want you&lt;br /&gt;i want a coin operated boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i had a star to wish on&lt;br /&gt;for my life i cant imagine&lt;br /&gt;any flesh and blood could be his match&lt;br /&gt;i can even take him in the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;he may not be real experienced with girls&lt;br /&gt;but i know he feels like a boy should feel&lt;br /&gt;isnt that the point that is why i want a &lt;br /&gt;coin operated boy&lt;br /&gt;with his pretty coin operated voice&lt;br /&gt;saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me&lt;br /&gt;straight and to the point&lt;br /&gt;that is why i want&lt;br /&gt;a coin operated boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6039585823757402294?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6039585823757402294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/coin-operated-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6039585823757402294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6039585823757402294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/coin-operated-boy.html' title='Coin-Operated Boy'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-8541689459202098950</id><published>2008-06-06T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Gheee, sejak akhir-akhir ni org mesti tnya kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa pink?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa bunga rose?&lt;br /&gt;kenapa sakit kepala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan aku tanya kenapa mesti pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink..tengok saja blog ni, tenang je kan kalu di lihat. begitu lah, pink tenang kot.  iye ke? Yang pasti pink tu sweet like me... Perasan sekejap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa bunga rose?&lt;br /&gt;Ntah la.. nak kata suka bunga tak jugak, boleh tak nak kata, rose ni cantik dimata tp bila disentuh tanpa berhati-hati mungkin berdarah jari itu. Maksudnya, diri ni bukan mainan boneka semata, mawar berduri. Gheee....apa lah aku  mengarut. aku mula guna nama rose ni pon sebab TC la... Torn city, memula guna nama somebody, kenapa mesti aku guna nama tu? Aku pon tak tahu la, then tetibe nk sesuatu lain, nak guna nama sweet_roses.. but not available... Then ermm datang la sexy_roses. Sexy ke? tak bukan maksud diri ni sexy tp roses tu sexy, diri ni tak sexy pon. Hee cite pasal TC lak, nnti ada mood baru leh cita pasal TC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa sakit kepala?&lt;br /&gt;Ek lagi di tanya soalan begini lagi bertambah sakit kepala aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align="center"&gt;&lt;A onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collegiatetimes.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/whereisthelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.collegiatetimes.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/whereisthelove.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-8541689459202098950?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/8541689459202098950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8541689459202098950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/8541689459202098950'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6546396096138615864</id><published>2008-06-06T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit</title><content type='html'>Ingatkan bila kita sakit orang akan kisah, lagi org buat tak kisah... huuuu... Tak apa la siapa la kita disisinya. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-6546396096138615864?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6546396096138615864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6546396096138615864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6546396096138615864'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-3846648258357292625</id><published>2008-06-05T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:48:12.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindu</title><content type='html'>Aku rindukan seseorang, tapi rindu ini macam forbidden. Larangan merindu, ada ke undang-undang begini? Hiiii klu ada betapa terseksanya diri, sedangkan perasaan rindu itu sendiri membuat diri terseksa apatah lagi larangan merindu. Hancur luluh lah hati itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasa rindu? sakit sangat. kadang-kadang diri hanyut dengan rasa rindu itu, termimpi-mimpi, demam. Tapi biarlah sekuat mana rindu itu, ku pasti dan ku tahu orang itu tidak merindui aku walau sebesar kuman pon. Maka terseksalah aku sendirian memendam rasa rindu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8040405629705116817-3846648258357292625?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3846648258357292625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/rindu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3846648258357292625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/3846648258357292625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/rindu.html' title='Rindu'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040405629705116817.post-6688379881409643134</id><published>2008-06-04T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:41:32.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>Sejak akhir-akhir ni aku asyik moody je, tak tau kenapa. Kadang-kadang rasa nak menangis, tak pulak rasa nak ketawa tiba-tiba sakit kepala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa nak menjauhkan diri je. Dari siapa? sesiapa sahaja la. Aku rasa diri aku tak pernah dihargai pon. Mungkin sebab ni aku rasa sedih sgt. Its better to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend alway said to me, just make them as a shoulder to cry, but they never understand me. How can i make them a shoulder to cry? Yes i can be their shoulder to cry, but them? they never understand me and never try to understand me. So i wish i was far far away from this world. So i can  cry all day because  it make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm105/xStacey_HatesYou/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i294.photobucket.com/albums/mm105/xStacey_HatesYou/crying.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8040405629705116817-6688379881409643134?l=bvrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/feeds/6688379881409643134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/moody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6688379881409643134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8040405629705116817/posts/default/6688379881409643134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bvrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>Hati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11195087627777874514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
