<?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-7962917646856426338</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:14:50.034-07:00</updated><category term='continuing from where i stopped last'/><title type='text'>tHat BrOken SmILe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-4710005418733138572</id><published>2009-08-16T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:55:11.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in love!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha! just kidding. but seriously! im in love with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIc3DT36I/AAAAAAAAAK8/UWJcJfsi5Jo/s1600-h/Kim+Hyun+Joong_DynamicKin12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIc3DT36I/AAAAAAAAAK8/UWJcJfsi5Jo/s320/Kim+Hyun+Joong_DynamicKin12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481478802333602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIcOlyNmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SycQirRPjvo/s1600-h/g30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIcOlyNmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SycQirRPjvo/s320/g30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481467941074530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIbmED2dI/AAAAAAAAAKs/R0Y3QrYwtDU/s1600-h/g26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIbmED2dI/AAAAAAAAAKs/R0Y3QrYwtDU/s320/g26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481457062205906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIa5JNnwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pBAGx3rOQQc/s1600-h/g5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIa5JNnwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pBAGx3rOQQc/s320/g5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481445004222210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIaQ_qt6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/-HGlCn7Jma0/s1600-h/F4+at+45th+Baek+Sang+Arts+Awards07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIaQ_qt6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/-HGlCn7Jma0/s320/F4+at+45th+Baek+Sang+Arts+Awards07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370481434226767778" 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/7962917646856426338-4710005418733138572?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4710005418733138572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4710005418733138572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4710005418733138572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4710005418733138572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-in-love-haha-just-kidding.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SofIc3DT36I/AAAAAAAAAK8/UWJcJfsi5Jo/s72-c/Kim+Hyun+Joong_DynamicKin12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-4070669045412460246</id><published>2009-08-01T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:39:01.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='continuing from where i stopped last'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello people! suprise much? yes i'm updating at last. its been months since i last updated. nearly 3 months kay! so anyways, had 4 days mc all thanks to my brothers and cousins for coughing directlt at me on purpose! so lets go to the first dayof sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woked up not feeling well but still went to school. reached school around 6.55am++. slept in class until some noisy classmates came as well as mr sim. felt better. took temperature and it was 37.3( i think the thermometer is spoilt.haha) after that ss. did some preparations for e-learning. blahblahblah. oliver and syafar was sent back home. why did i thnik of going back home at that moment? stupid me! wth! anyway after that maths. went to the lab. was divided into groups. visual, auditory and kinestatic learners. had to partner farhan last minute cause sin yee dont want to partner with him. in the end i'm with farhan sin yee and istiqa. but still sat next to istiqa . i swear at that point when doing the maths i felt like killing farhan! his damn annoying ok! moving on after maths recess. didnt eat...again. becuse of that got an earfull from imah irah rukhsana and sharifah as well as zarifah. these friends of mine just cant stand it when i dont eat. what to do...i have a small stomach. hehe. making up stupid excuses for not eating (:. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after they ate when to GO to find the rest. saw firah, shimah and hayati sitting at the other side. went towards them and sat with them. felt cold cause it was raining. then heavy rain. me and firah were shivering. i tried sleeping but it was too cold. hugged my bag but didnt work. haryani saw us and sat with imah. she looked at me with a concerned face. aww...she always have that looked whenever she knows i'm not well. ofcourse lah...she's my "twin"/ best friend what! still cant forget when she told me" don't worry. you're a part of me and i'm a part of you.."and gave me a one hand hug(;. man i love that awesome and pretty girl! anyway..since its too cold and recess was wayy over, we decided to go to class 4b? for malay. at that time i felt like fainting. nearly bumped into one of the sec 4 guys. luckily didnt cause one of them was so skinny. i think if i fainted at that time he would fall together with me. lol. after malay was fnn. didnt pay attention to mrs sim. she realised that i was not feeling well asked me to rest. then she got worried. asked me to take themperature. it was 37.4. but my body was burning up. see i told you it was spoilt. she asked irah to send me to infirmary b. waited for bulldog to come. he asked irah to go back to class. one aunty took my temperature. it was 37.9! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;called mama to picked me up. she was complaining cause she just picked abg hafiz from school. in the end aisyah and mama yu picked me up. went home, went straight into the room. wanted to rest but aisyah was playing the psp and talking to herself and complained why my psp got no game. hello it was your fault not mine! then mama came into the room to check on me. she hugged me while i sleep. haha then talked with me and aisyah for awhile. then i fell asleep. woked up at 6.00+++. watch tv and played the computer on the bed(:. took my medicine and at 10++ fell asleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;for the rest of the four days&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to polyclinic on tuesday. temperature was 38.5. mama was like "adik!panasnye badan kau!" put on the masked. cannot breath properly.went to see the doctor get 4 days mc, take medicine, went ntuc, went to mr bean went home blah blah blah. sleep. woke up drank soya bean. sleep again. woke up again eat beancurd den watch korean show on channel 173 with mama. blah blah balh. still got more but i dont want to write. but before that. thanks dayak for sending me my bio wb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still have some hw to do. so bye!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4070669045412460246?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4070669045412460246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4070669045412460246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4070669045412460246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4070669045412460246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people-suprise-much-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-3308946507695751273</id><published>2009-05-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:30:00.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hello! i havent been updating for like a month!! haha! btw exams are over at last...i think i'm going to fail my maths and fnn. i want to update some pics of me, imah, irah and rukh but i cant cause i lost my hp's usb. so smart right. haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i dont know what to say anymore. so i guess i will just go on babbling. oh yeah b4 i forgot, i wanna thank imah and irah especially irah for being there when i need them. and irah i hope your legs better now. i heard the ur sis and aisyah bought you a camp rock pencil case or something rite? haha! anyway get well soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then you can come my house later...lol i know thats sooo random about coming my house =.=". i dont know what to say anymore lah!! so i thing i wanna go now and look for new blogskins! bye! see you later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* paragraphing so that it'll look longer(: lame i knw. peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-3308946507695751273?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3308946507695751273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=3308946507695751273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3308946507695751273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3308946507695751273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-i-havent-been-updating-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-6044323398940849004</id><published>2009-04-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:10:00.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know why but suddenly i started crying when i remembered nenek. yes you guys might not believe that i cried but i did. i was playing the guitar i suddenly remembered nenek. especially the times when me, aisyah and nenek spent our times drawing and painting. yes i used to like drawing but after nenek died i suddenly stopped but not aisyah. i think she loves art as much as nenek does. i only started to paint again after a longg period of time. maybe because i just began to accept the fact the she's gone. you guys may thing that im being emo and stuffs but whatever. maybe thats because you still have your grandparents. mine? i still have 2 left but they're as though they are strangers to me and my brothers. they dont care about us and i dont think they even remembered our birthday except their other beloved grandchildren. and you guys may think this is weird but i dont even know some of my cousins names! and some i dont even know they even existed! well i dont think i wanna go on anymore...but b4 i go , i wanna  thank Hidayah for asking David Archuleta to sign my cd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-6044323398940849004?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6044323398940849004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=6044323398940849004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6044323398940849004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6044323398940849004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-why-but-suddenly-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-7816500164106007790</id><published>2009-03-19T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:28:41.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/ScHzpSg3-DI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OhAlGdUTJKI/s1600-h/2609_56348209098_720169098_1384092_5415951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/ScHzpSg3-DI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OhAlGdUTJKI/s320/2609_56348209098_720169098_1384092_5415951_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314796925943806002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo! haha i'm back! at last! i slept through out the flight cause i was damn tired! omg i still have unfinished hw to do! and fnn i havent complete!!!! k what ever i will post about the trip some other day. took this pic from irah's facebook...&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/ScHyK-i0HqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Pu5lsTOGpK0/s320/2609_56349029098_720169098_1384100_32436_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314795305675529890" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                    Irah, Kak Keyi, Imah, me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/ScHzpSg3-DI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OhAlGdUTJKI/s320/2609_56348209098_720169098_1384092_5415951_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314796925943806002" /&gt;                                                         Aisyah, Imah, Me, Irah,Atikah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-7816500164106007790?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7816500164106007790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=7816500164106007790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7816500164106007790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7816500164106007790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/03/boo-haha-im-back-at-last-i-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/ScHzpSg3-DI/AAAAAAAAAKU/OhAlGdUTJKI/s72-c/2609_56348209098_720169098_1384092_5415951_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-3843043416924846358</id><published>2009-03-15T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:40:00.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flight's gonna be at 7 / 7.30?? cant remember actually. anyway gonna go bangkok for 4 nights and 3 days..weird i knw. but anyway have to leave house early cause were having lunch + dinner at changi airport(:. we're eating at popeye! yeah! long time already nvr eat there. omg! on friday just ate Pastamania then later gonna eat Popeye! i'm gonna be fat soon! haha! will me friends here but most importantly gonna miss my big bed, my comp, my tv and also the big tv at the living room! and not forgetting the GUITAR! wont be playing it for 3 days! haha! k bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-3843043416924846358?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3843043416924846358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=3843043416924846358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3843043416924846358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3843043416924846358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/03/flights-gonna-be-at-7-7.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-2347078296839057688</id><published>2009-03-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:20:00.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time already nvr post haha! anyways good news! after waiting for 1 whole year at last i passed all subjects! yay me! even maths you knw?! can u believe it? i knw i cant! so got back math paper on monday. but before that mr sim changed some places which is sort of a bad idea. baseerat and rochester is now sitting behind me and itik so george and alfin is sitting infront of us. you guys may think its a good idea..but no! you knw why? baseerat and rochester is soooooo damn irritating ok! for no reason keep calling my name. den ytd those childish boys which are baseerat, rochester, ian, hakeem and oliver kept throwing paper planes at me and liyana seyh! damn boys! it hit me quite a few times. and 1 time i nearly got hit but luckily i bend down on time cause i was keeping my wallet! haha in your face ian. oliver hakeem threw 1 at liyana but somehow it landed at my place. me and liyana was already very irritated so liyana asked me to crush the paper and i did and i threw it back at oliver and hakeem. den oliver told ian and ian said, "nvm. can make bigger one" and guess what? he made a bigger 1 and threw at at me! idiot! then mr sim fed up with the class. in the end cme lesson in class. did a survey and hashimah wrote on the paper that she wanted to have a school prom and mr sim said not a chance and started saying mean stuffs about the girls seyh! today nothing much happened except me being irritated by them again*sigh*=_=". nothing much to post so here is my marks:&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;english: 19/30&lt;br /&gt;math: 31/50(:&lt;br /&gt;physics: 13/25(just passed)&lt;br /&gt;chemistry: 16/25&lt;br /&gt;p. bio: 20/25(:   &lt;br /&gt;malay: 69/100=_=" (ust1 more mark sia!)&lt;br /&gt;ss: 14/21&lt;br /&gt;history: ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!  &lt;br /&gt;p.s 4 more days to Bangkok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-2347078296839057688?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2347078296839057688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=2347078296839057688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/2347078296839057688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/2347078296839057688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-time-already-nvr-post-haha-anyways.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-924665177656504509</id><published>2009-02-21T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:12:00.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'M BACK FROM CAMP!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Camp was damn fun sia! better than the p5 camp. now i miss Jia Qi and Audrey! They're the bast trainer! haha! anyway lets rewind till 17th of February.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 Feb 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to school by taxi because i was carrying a big bag. in the taxi i saw oliver and baseerat waiting for 1. reached school around 7+. went up to the school hall with firah, itik, effah, imah and irah. on the way to the hall i saw someone staring at me so i went to squeeze in between imah and irah. Imah was kind enough to carry my bag for me! love you and tanks. blah blah blah.... after checking the bags took the bus and off we go to DFAC. 3f shared bunks with 3b =.='' and i was in group 11. out trainer was Jia Qi. after putting our bags went to the canteen. after that went to FAA for team building game. baseerat and sarafudin sabo-ed me. thanks to them me and howard became the group leader. we played loop-the-loop. it was fun. my group was quite fast. we decided to ask mr sim to join. since only 19 people was playing it was fun. we asked Jia Qi if we could ask Group 12 to joinus. so in the end the whole class was playing together. btw my group members are me, istiqa, farah, moyang, hashimah, roseline, amelia, baseerat, farhan, sarafudin, howard, alfin, sze yin, amelia, and many more. while playing 1 of the games me and itik fell. so sad haha. blah blahblah. after dinner i think we had night walk.roselin, khadijah, itik , me moyang and hashimah went together. they were all asking if i could walk properly or not and roseline kept going faster and faster dafter that went slower. after sometime mr sim joined us. we reached the open field and we star gazed. the sky was soo beautiful. we lay down on the grass and chatted. we were talking then effah and dj did something disgusting which made me join farah, amalina and ian. we talked and teased each other. ian was like i'm the biggest here. then farah ws like i'm the oldest here and i interrupted and said excuse me but im the oldest. and ian was like amira relaxed, i'm the biggest but ur the oldest. i was like blur for awhile then he said his birthdaywas in december. than i was like ouh...blah blah blah. went back to camp had supper, night debrief, bath and off to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;18 Feruary 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not sure what happened but we had the rope course. i didn't play due to injuries. during th flying fox i became the runner despite my foot being injured. alternate with sin yee. we both looked so tired because of the running thenthe instructer asked alfin to take over. after a few rounds he escaped to the toilet. he ran only a few rounds tired already. me and sin yee more tired sia. we ran more rounds then him ok! then went to the challenge pole. the boys and also1 girl got to catch the pole and its none other then itik. during the end of the challenge pole the instructer was saying something then baseerat started saying 'ducks can fly but human can't' then the others started laughing. guys... what do you expect from them right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 February 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets skip to the campfire. our class did 4 cheers.                                                                                   1st was: as we walk to the left, as we alk to the right, as we walk, as we walk, as we walk all night, with a heel and a toe and a half turn a round, with a heel and a toe and a new friend found.      2nd: 3f unite will show our might we'll show them how the 3f fight. we'll move foward with our heads held high cause ain't nobody gonna break out stride. cause you can you can count on me! count on me! cause you can you can count on me! count on me!                                                      3rd: i say brr! its cold in here i say there must be some 3f in the atmosphere! i say brr! its cold in here i say there must be some 3f in the atmosphere! i say oii i oii i oii! ice ice ice. i say oii i oii i oii! ice ice ice.                                                                                                                                                   4th: 3f kemakmak! oleh oleh ah ah! 3f kemakmak! oleh oleh ah ah! shake it out ooo! shake it out ahh! shake it out oh yeahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;20 February 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last day of camp! soo sad. i was about to cry but i hold on. then Jia Qi and Audrey wrote notes to us. Jiaqi wrote to me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi Amira!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                My group leader(: Thanks for being so cooperative and easy going throughout the camp, you made my days easier! I really apreciate your enthusiasm and willing participation in the activites. I know you still tried dragon boating despite your hand injury (during the winning game) I am also very impressed with you girls in the first row during the camp fire!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                             Love Your trainer, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                            Jiaqi(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i read this i was about to cry but i held it in. omg! i miss Jiaqi and Audrey so much now! luckily i have Audrey's facebook! haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so on the bus on the way home, roseline, baseerat, gilbert, oliver and zhao ming did something silly. they waved at every cars, buses and motorcycle which passes by our bus! i just cant stop laughing looking at them. we reached school at around 11+. in the hall we heard the bell then we were like omg there goes the bell. 4 days without it and we're sooo not missing it. when we got down the bus baseerat was like is this Dairy Farm? oh no it Springfield Secondary! i want to transfer to Junyuan! we were like laughing at him. in the hall we took our belongings. effah lost her phone. we went to look for ms hamidah cause she was the last 1 to hold it. we went to mr wong to ask if he found a nokia phone. he said there's no nokia phone. the teachers look shocked wet they heard effah lost her phone. our class stayed back for spot check. when its my turn cikgu huda checked me. and she was like kecik nye pinggang! i was like haha ok...in the end the phone was not found. what the hell sia! then me and hidayah went home. aisyah fetch me at the bus stop. reached home at 1.15. eat andwatch suci. after that played psp and went to sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now i dont know what else to say so here's a video hope you like it! bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/REZIdkVS23I&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="399" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="399" height="332"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKTxLGA9WKg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKTxLGA9WKg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-924665177656504509?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/924665177656504509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=924665177656504509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/924665177656504509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/924665177656504509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-from-camp-camp-was-damn-fun-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-4370118215556558495</id><published>2009-02-16T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:44:06.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfNlGuuxh5Q&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zGXpR7U33BU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's video of the Jonas Brothers and David Archuleta before i go for camp. Hope you like it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love ya! byE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4370118215556558495?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4370118215556558495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4370118215556558495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4370118215556558495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4370118215556558495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-video-of-jonas-brothers-and-david.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-3545948124593163780</id><published>2009-02-01T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:01:01.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'M SICK AGAIN!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. im sick. still i was forced to go madrasah...=_="i didnt pay attention at all everything the ustazd taught goes in the left ears goes out from the left! im giong to rest now so bye! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-3545948124593163780?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3545948124593163780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=3545948124593163780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3545948124593163780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3545948124593163780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sick-again-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-7416685254661028551</id><published>2009-01-26T21:18:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:45:13.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;its been ages since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; post something in this blog. so currently watching Oh Baby on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;. it an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;indonesian&lt;/span&gt; show and its quite good. so anyway yesterday went bowling at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Safra&lt;/span&gt; with family without Ayah and cousins! It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;superrrrr&lt;/span&gt; fun! i got 2 strikes which is quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. i could have gotten 3 but whatever. Just now woke up around 8.30 to bath. Mama's taking us out for breakfast. but this time we went Burger King instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Abang&lt;/span&gt; Hafiz and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keyi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Keyi&lt;/span&gt; full(?) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Abg&lt;/span&gt; Hafiz cant open his eyes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Soo&lt;/span&gt; on the way there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;abang&lt;/span&gt; talked about going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kallang&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;abg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt; to play soccer. the i suddenly remembered that behind the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; stadium got street soccer court. and when i remembered that it reminds me of the time some of the 2h pupils go there to play. and we had a race or something (me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Dayah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Firah&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Istiqa&lt;/span&gt;,Farah,Zack and some others.) i think. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; moving on after eating went "shopping" and then went home. watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; in my room and was suddenly bored so i turn on the comp as well. Luckily mama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; scold or else...Welcome To Hell! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; exaggerating! ok i knw this is a weird way to end but i want to watch Oh Baby so will hopefully post a new post soon! bye!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-7416685254661028551?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7416685254661028551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=7416685254661028551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7416685254661028551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7416685254661028551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-ages-since-ive-post-something.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-7154403793316818643</id><published>2009-01-16T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:59:01.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was quite fun today. We had Bio/AM for first period. Bio we go finish up the notes and go thorough the wb. After Bio, had PE. PE was fun after running around the school. we did some weird stuffs like interlocking your arms with your partner and pull them until they go over the line. Me and itik was like laughing non-stop. after that (still interlocking) we had to face side ways and run to the end of the basketball court, and back. after the running we did 10 push up, 15 sit up, altogether 20 funny jumps.then left around 7 mins till the next lesson which is mt, we went to change to our uniform, take our belongings and off to class. for malay me and itik didnt bring malay tb so had to share with other people. after malay was recess. sfter recess was social studies. as usual the teacher bring her stupid mike to class which is of no use. wheter she use the mike or not we still cant hear her clearly. Preston came in the class and the stupid teacher thought that he was in our class and that hes the class chairman. haha! dumb i knw.we really want to go home so badly but the teacher kept giving us questions which is answered by Hafiz. he answered all the questions and after all answers he put a smiley face. itik was like soo excited when she saw the smiley face! haha! jkjk! so when the teacher asked Amelia to answer the question on the board, Hafiz just anyhow open the teachers book to look for answers and gave it Amelia. Because of that he was praised!=.=". then the whole class clapped and cheered for him. when the bell rung the whole class was like so damn happy. we didnt even greet the teacher and we just rushed out of the class while the teacher was scolding some pupils. but before that 1 guy just ran away when the teacher was scolding some girls. i knw my class is a little ok not a little but really crazy! after that when i reached home i saw aisyah's friends at the staircase. i smiled at them and go inside the house. i wanted to eat my cupcake but before i can do that ayah already ate it=.=". after that i went into the room, lock the door and play computer! lame i knw.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've said about enough so bye!&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorry about all of the 'after thats'. peace(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-7154403793316818643?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7154403793316818643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=7154403793316818643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7154403793316818643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7154403793316818643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-was-quite-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-5954918947953285703</id><published>2009-01-11T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:03:01.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know its pretty random but i've bought archie's cd!&lt;br /&gt;haha! anyway i'm kind of sick today and i didnt go to madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;well i actually found out that theres no lesson today after aisyah called in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i nvr go. well actually i nvr intended to go at all. since i've pass the exam which is a shocker i  have to go.&lt;br /&gt;but because i'm sick, i dont have to go. ok i dont think what i say actually make sense to some of you but lets change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;On last thursday the sec3 express went to tp open house.&lt;br /&gt;and to tell you the thruth my class sort of got lost some how.&lt;br /&gt;from 43 pupils to half the class. then somehow it turn to 10.&lt;br /&gt;the ten of us walk around and i bumbed into cousins there. so after talking to them for a while went to somewhere. in the end all of us were tired and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;today abang kak keyi and kak wati went to tm to buy the ring for mama's birthday. they said they will get the ring tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;the ring cost $199. Its a white gold ring with diamonds on it and its quite pretty.&lt;br /&gt;abang and kak keyi said that when they were on the way to the interchange, they went to the sk shop near the mrt and saw a bigger and nicer version of the ring they bought and it cost around the same price. =.=''. i knw. its stupid of them. anyway ytd something shocking happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayah and abang just got home from soccer and since i was sick and feeling cold i wore my jacket to answer the door. and you knw what i ayah asked me? Dik u sakit eh? i didnt answer cause i was in shock so i just say huh? ouh. ah. that's all. then abg hafiz who just got home from ny aunt's house is also sick. so when ayah saw him, he asked the same thing. i was like damn shocked! its like for the first time he actually asked us if we were sick. not only that he actually noticed it which is so unusual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i need the toilet soo badly! so bye!&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: Desperate by David Archuleta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-5954918947953285703?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5954918947953285703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=5954918947953285703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5954918947953285703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5954918947953285703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-know-its-pretty-random-but-ive-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-1576279171525409561</id><published>2009-01-01T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:46:00.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's the thing. I dont know what to bring to school tomorrow! i know that's just random but i dont know how to start the post so im just saying what's in my head right now. Ok anyways ermm... Farah's back from spain which means lesser craziness coming from abg hafiz! yay! seriously, ever since farah left him to go to spain he cant stop irritating me and making laugh over his craziness. so anyway, i was asked to do another quiz. no its not from nazura instead its from hazirah. and hopefully after doing the quiz i will be able to upload a video which i personally well and aisyah too thinks that its cute and funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;QUIZ:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Single, Taken, or Crushing?- SINGLE! YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Are you happy with where you are?- Yes .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) When you meet the right person, do you fall fast?- Fall as in fall down or fall in love? haha         anyway idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Have you ever had your heart broken?- i dont thing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is ok?- I guess but             cheating is still cheating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?- Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) Have you talked about marriage with another person?- Nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) Do you want children?- Not now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9) How many?- seriously are you even paying attention at all?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10) Would you consider adoption?- maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11) If somebody liked you right now, what do you think is a cool way to let you know?- Straight forward is better i guess???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12) Do you enjoy playing hard to get?- Maybe. idk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13) Be honest, do you play the "game" when you are dating?- The 'game' ???? *seriously confuse*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14) Do you believe love at first sight exists?- like duhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15) Are you romantic?- how would i know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16) Do you believe that you can change someone?- maybe . i guess. should be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17) If you could get married anywhere, money not an object where would it be?- I dont know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18) Do you have feelings for someone right now?- haiz...not paying attention at all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19) Have you ever wished you could've had someone but you couldn't?- ???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20) Have you ever broken a heart?- how many times must you ask me this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21) Would you ever fight somebody over your significant other?- maybe not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22)What would you say about your last ex?- seriously not paying attention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , tagged at least 4 people to do this 'Love Survey' -&lt;br /&gt;1)Yijie&lt;br /&gt;2)Zarifah&lt;br /&gt;3)Nazura&lt;br /&gt;4) Ika&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Video: David Cook, David Archuleta and a women.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tF9UWk2PhT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tF9UWk2PhT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-1576279171525409561?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1576279171525409561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=1576279171525409561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1576279171525409561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1576279171525409561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-7290236646439798808</id><published>2008-12-25T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:12:01.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well since i dont have anything special to say except MERRY CHRISTMAS to my friends and so i'm going to upload some new photos:&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMTmHZfa7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xf6qHQD1fbk/s200/06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588333377645490" /&gt; David Archuleta&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMTmfd_j7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/qqg96eBIKno/s200/nick+156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588339838980018" /&gt; Nick Jonas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMTmp-VeII/AAAAAAAAAJU/-P6HbjJH6ms/s200/DSC00235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588342658988162" /&gt; Abg Hafiz(2nd bro)&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMTmq4jthI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7PpE9CWdohk/s200/DSC00240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588342903191058" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aisyah(cousin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMUu-yxWqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YI1wXCfKQO4/s200/normal_837856581+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283589585198209698" /&gt; David Archuleta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMUvJDZKKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3Vh0OIdenVA/s200/DSC00236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283589587952281762" /&gt; Mama&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMUvN2QyKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/vbF1ycYOwK8/s200/normal_zdavidhq21+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283589589239384226" /&gt; David Archuleta&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMUvmj-xVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UjcvrnGakSc/s200/jobro+160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283589595873592658" /&gt; Jonas Brothers&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SVMUvgv_YiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/lgvDmMtzdEQ/s200/joe+92.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283589594313351714" /&gt; Joe Jonas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-7290236646439798808?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7290236646439798808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-1103155945701474687</id><published>2008-12-20T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:27:55.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was asked to do a quiz  by Nazura so here it goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RULE #1 : People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RULE #2 :Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continuing this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Would you fall in love with a boy / girl younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* maybe i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* sory of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* GO SHOPPING  and give half to my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What is your favourite English group band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Jonas Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Whom do you prefer,your mum or your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* my mum lah! my dad like soo _____... i also dont know how to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* yup,  abg hafiz. he makes me laugh a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What makes you angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* when somebody gets on my nerve and do something that i dont like in front of me or irritate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* studying or working(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Single or attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What are your favourite colours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* white,pink,black,blue and lime green(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* idk..it nvr happened before but then i will pick the one who really love me.(like real only!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*  depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What do you really want now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*  DAVID ARCHULETA cd!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What are the most important things in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# What is your hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* disturbing others around me which not many people  know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Who do you miss right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* my friends and nenek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* do you even pay any attention at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Five people that i have tagged: Hidayah, Yi jie, Hazimah, Hazirah and Zarifah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-1103155945701474687?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1103155945701474687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=1103155945701474687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1103155945701474687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1103155945701474687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-asked-to-do-quiz-by-nazura-so-here.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-6846661724867677557</id><published>2008-12-15T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:34:00.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kak wati just got home from work and dropped by my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She asked if abg hafiz i s going for bowling or not today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom says he had gone out with gf cause his gf's going to SPAIN! SPAIN you know! She is so damn fortunate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of bro, i just read his blog and nearly puked! He wrote all this musshy stuffs about him and his gf. As i was reading i say to myself how can Farah stand my bro. he is damn irritating ok!  especially when he is playing the guitar. and for damn no reason he would do this screeching sound which is very nilu ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least he is way better than my older brother! he is damn fcuking irritating. when he did something wrong he would try to suck up to my mom hoping that he wont be scolded! me and abg hafiz will be like wtf! but when we're being scolded by my mom he would rub it in. and when he screams at me for no damn reason my dad will scold him. because of that he will say that my dad always defend me cause im his favourite! hello! who wants to be his favourite child if being his favourite child means getting me into a lot of trouble then please dont! i dont care! my friends may ting that being the youngest is the best thing ever but im sorry sometimes its not. you know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you have  a brother whose from a good school others would also expect the same from you. and you u have a brother from NA but he's always getting top 10 in the whole level others may think that you can do better. but No! you know why? in express its not easy ok.because abg hafiz kept getting scholarship for like 3 years in a row makes my mom compare me to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey! we may be siblings but we're 2 different people even though we look a like and have alot in common. just so you know the only difference we have is our brain ok! i may be in express while his in NA, he's smater than me which i cant agree more.  and now i know why abg hafiz dont want to be in express just because abang  and me are in express cause in NA you wont be stressed out like i am now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-6846661724867677557?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6846661724867677557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=6846661724867677557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6846661724867677557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6846661724867677557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/12/kak-wati-just-got-home-from-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-3450845100917359080</id><published>2008-12-11T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:23:00.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ytd went out at 10 am in the morning to accompany kak wati to the dentist.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after that met up with Aisyah,Nurul,my aunt and uncle.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ate breakfast at mcdonalds.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to harvey nirman to get aisyah's camera.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then drive to somewhere near sim lim square for dont know what.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me kak wati and aisyah bought cooking mama game for the wii and kak wati bought a steering wheel for one of the wii games!(cant wait to try it out!).&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after that on the way to the car park there was thia promoter promoting an iron whereby you can sit down while ironing your clothes and after ironing it when you touch the base your hand won't get burnt.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when aisyah heard that she turned towards me. and this is our conversation:&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aisyah: Mir, bende tu bagus untuk you!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        (Mir that thing is good for you)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me: Diam arh!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    (shut up! while giving the i'm going to kill you face)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kak wati: why?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aisyah: Dulu dier bodoh sgt gi piggang the base lepas mak gosok baju.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        (last time she was so stupind and go and touch the base after mak iron the clothes)[she calls my mom mak]&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kak wati: *laughing like a mad women*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;blablablabla.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that happened when i was like vey young! hello! how would i know that i wasn't supposed to put all ten fingers on the holes of the iron!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha the funny thing is that after that incident i tried doing it again!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so it happened twice. hence that is why there is like small little bumps on my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after all the laughing we went to the carpark and drove to vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while witing for my mom, my another aunt and kak keyi to come, kak wati went to the lg shop to repair her hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and aisyah looked at the phones there and we saw this huge version of  iphone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and aisyah said that that iphone is good for mama j(my aunt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were laughing like hell while looking at the phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blablabla...when my mom and the rest came we went to pet safari and saw some cute dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and aisyah saw a golden retriver like the one nick has and it was cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then kak keyi me kak wati mama and  mama yu saw this cut puppy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg it was sooo adorable sadly there wasnt any kittens there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after looking around aisyah bought some stuff  for edward and bell. i know that its a little weird to give two kitten that name. then blablabla went ot secret receipe for lunch. we ate quite alot of cakes and mind the cakes are huge for just a sclice. after eating went to a book shop to look for story books but sadly the books are boring but me and aisyah each bought j-14 and popstar for like only $9.34! blablabla went to giant to buy some foods and we trianed back home caused there's not enough space for 9 people in one car. beside me mama, mama j, kak wati and kak keyi are going to bedok whereas the rest to serangoon so we have to on our seperate ways! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reached home ran to my room and jumped on to the bed. switched on the tv and watch some shows. wanted to turn on the com but mama kept repeating: if you want to watch the tv in your room switch off the computer or dont on the computer at all and same goes for the tv! seriously i think she can repeat all of her rules about my room  for like every minute!  after that ayah came home with food! yay! he bought for me haji karrim's special fried rice for me! it cost $6! but its worth it! and for the first time i actually finished it all! well not all cause abg hafiz was in my room eating with so he ate some fries and a bit of rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that i dont really remember what happened so bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-819614053074336423</id><published>2008-12-03T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:29:41.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The word for the day is stupid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant believe how stupid that syafiee is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can he just run away from home when Nazura is being scolded for no damn reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And how stupid is he to hide at masjid al-ansar which is near his home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If he wants to hide why hide somewhere near his home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;might as well go home and explain things to his parents instead of ruuning away from it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant believe he is this dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even Nazura cant talk him into going home why not she try asking Atikah instead of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like as if he will listen like that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess only if Atikah talk to him then he will listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hiaz..just thunking of him makes me angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i will stop here..bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-6677417781894915681</id><published>2008-12-02T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:50:00.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Hands - David Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Download Link: http://www.seeqpod.com/api/best?m=331d58fe0161c897a06d273dd35bbfe92...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. If the link doesn't work when you click on it, Copy and Paste it in the URL box! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Accidentally, on purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dropped my watch behind the tire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Threw my alarm clock inside the fireplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, and I put the parental control on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the news and the weather channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm outside in my robe I'm looking for you, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a hand, girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing here, open hands and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on, oh hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think this is working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Squeezing so hard my hands are hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ought to let go in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I put the phone on the front lawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything that shows time is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm outside in this cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still looking for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a hand girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine, I need you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing here open hands and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on, oh hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ever let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If everything'd stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd listen for your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To lead me right to you, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried every way I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it's harder to hold on to your hands than the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a hand girl, I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Losing strength in these hands of mine, I need you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm trying to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing here open hands and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know I can't do this alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on, hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lemme hold on (to my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you hold on to my hands (don't let go of my hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you hold on to my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since i dont know what to post, i'll just post the lyrics of the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and this is the song url: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2Ri6RhjDuU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;try listening to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-6677417781894915681?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6677417781894915681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=6677417781894915681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6677417781894915681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6677417781894915681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hands-david-archuleta-download-link.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-512469336016915318</id><published>2008-11-29T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:50:00.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know its been a days or weeks since i last posted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So here i am posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Just now woke up at 9 cause mama wanted to bring us to KFC for breakfast .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i wanted to bath first but abang was inside the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;While waiting i read a book on my bed. A few minutes later he was out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So i go and bath. When i got out , i saw abg hafiz sitting a the chair sleeping while waiting for me to go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;After that looked everywhere for my hair dryer but could not find it but then i found it in my brothers room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Get ready and off we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There my mama asked us what we want to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I ate Waffle and eggs meal, abg hafiz has platter meal while mama and abg has the twister meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;After eating when to the market and reached home around 12+. Quickly ran for the remote and watched chart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Abang went to school straight after soming home for do know what thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;After that Abg Achap came. We watched tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Abg Hafiz came out of his room smiling and took the remote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i was like giving him the *i am watching the tv now* face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;since he's wathcing the tv i decided to play the computer and here i am in my room using the computer and posting the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Gtg will post again soon! I hope..(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-512469336016915318?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/512469336016915318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=512469336016915318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/512469336016915318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/512469336016915318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-its-been-days-or-weeks-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-1698964522631324578</id><published>2008-11-08T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:28:00.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously Dont know what to study for sirah and the rest of the subjects except for tajwid and fiqeh. the rest are like whatever. i dont understand a single thing.WHETHER you are going to believe me or not but the stupid principal says that whoever fails this exam cannot appeal to the madrasah for advancing to the nxt year.&lt;br /&gt;which also means if you fail you will be expelled straight away! i was like fine then. i guess my class the sec 2's will be from the biggest class in that madrasah to the smallest class ever! sickening mudir! keep on listening to that ustad Amin some more. by the time you stop i guess there wont be anymore students in that madrasah and there will be no more Madrasah Mingguan Masjid Kampung Siglap(3MKS) or even Darul Quran! So gd luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-1698964522631324578?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1698964522631324578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=1698964522631324578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1698964522631324578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1698964522631324578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-seriously-dont-know-what-to-study-for.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-2469074399620482212</id><published>2008-11-05T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:15:00.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooo&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Become So Hard&lt;br /&gt;For Me To Be Surprised&lt;br /&gt;You're Bringing Back The Real Me&lt;br /&gt;No Judgment In Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause When I Dance With You&lt;br /&gt;It's How I Speak The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Just Classic When Me Met&lt;br /&gt;Now You Make Me New&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever Try To Reach For Something&lt;br /&gt;But Its Someone Else's Dream&lt;br /&gt;Every Step That You Take Forward&lt;br /&gt;It Takes You Right Back Where You Been&lt;br /&gt;And Then When You Least Expect It&lt;br /&gt;And You Tried About Everything&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Hears Your Opinions&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Cares What You See&lt;br /&gt;You Woke Me Up&lt;br /&gt;No Longer Tired&lt;br /&gt;With You I Feel Inspired&lt;br /&gt;You Help Me Find My Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;You're The New PYT&lt;br /&gt;Stands For Pay Young&lt;br /&gt;Taking On The World From The Driver's Seat&lt;br /&gt;You Look So Classic&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;When You're On That Floor&lt;br /&gt;Bring The Beat Back Once More&lt;br /&gt;Let Me See You Do That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Trying To Do It Right&lt;br /&gt;No Rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;It's Your Life&lt;br /&gt;If Your Doing This Crazy Dance&lt;br /&gt;Cause Your Making These Crazy Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Just This Is Not a Test&lt;br /&gt;You Put In Work To Be The Best (ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;(ohhh) It's A Classic Take&lt;br /&gt;On A Brand New Game&lt;br /&gt;Before The Needle Drops&lt;br /&gt;They're Gonna Know Your Name&lt;br /&gt;When It Gets Old Don't Lose The Light&lt;br /&gt;You're Cold I'll Warm You Up&lt;br /&gt;(You Up) Your Fire Is Hot Enough (enough) Enough (enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;You're The New PYT&lt;br /&gt;Stands For Pay Young And&lt;br /&gt;Trying Everything Just To Touch Your Dreams&lt;br /&gt;You Look So Classic Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;When You're On That Floor&lt;br /&gt;Bring The Beat Back Once More (bring it back) (once more)&lt;br /&gt;Let Me See You Do That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Become So Hard&lt;br /&gt;For Me To Be Surprised&lt;br /&gt;You're Bringing Back The Real Me&lt;br /&gt;No Judgment In Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause When I Dance With You&lt;br /&gt;It's How I Speak The Truth&lt;br /&gt;Just Classic When Me Met&lt;br /&gt;Now You Make Me New&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;You're The New PYT&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're Pay Young And&lt;br /&gt;Taking On The World From The Drivers Seat&lt;br /&gt;You Look So Classic&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;When You On That Floor&lt;br /&gt;Bring The Beat Back Once More (bring the beat back once more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;You're The New PYT&lt;br /&gt;Cause You're Pay Young And&lt;br /&gt;Taking On The World From The Driver's Seat&lt;br /&gt;You Look So Classic&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;When You're On That Floor&lt;br /&gt;Bring The Beat Back Once More&lt;br /&gt;(bring it back) (bring it back)&lt;br /&gt;Let Me See You Do That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;Your The New PYT&lt;br /&gt;Cause Your Pay Young&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Take A Chance To Believe In Me&lt;br /&gt;You're The New Classic&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;When You're On That Floor (when you're on that floor)&lt;br /&gt;Bring The Beat Back Once More (bring it back once more)&lt;br /&gt;Let Me See You Do That&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-2469074399620482212?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2469074399620482212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=2469074399620482212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/2469074399620482212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/2469074399620482212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SQCHJ5vtoTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6qu_X4T8P24/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SQCHJ5vtoTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6qu_X4T8P24/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260352968958255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SQCHJ0rO5qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hcsDNRb6PgQ/s1600-h/DSC01302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SQCHJ0rO5qI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hcsDNRb6PgQ/s320/DSC01302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260352967597287074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soo going to miss my 2h friends! as i was reading the class blog, i was touch by the words written(or type) bye dayah, ifah and hakim. yeah we do fight a lot but we meant no harm to each other rite! to dayah,dj, ifah. istiqa and firah hope to be in the same class nxt yr. farah and haryani hope you two get into the best class! to my cousin, my mak, my friend irah, hope you will make ur dad proud and also our family by getting a math! yi toot! hope you also get into 3f! we really want to be in the same class as you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to my dearly beloved &lt;em&gt;SEFIAH &lt;/em&gt;we will always be best friends forever! to the rest of 2h, hope we will remember the 2 yrs that we spent together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;For breakin' all the promises that I wasn't around to keep&lt;br /&gt;It's all me &lt;br /&gt;This time is the last time I will ever beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;But you're already on your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-5579419486671627677?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5579419486671627677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=5579419486671627677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5579419486671627677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5579419486671627677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-soo-going-to-miss-my-2h-friends-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SQCKC7o_22I/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lq7jlPEPbjs/s72-c/SL271997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-7854893146598590178</id><published>2008-10-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:20:04.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;its been ages since i last posted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;a lot have had happened this days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Effah, Firah, Istiqa, Hidayah and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;had a huge fight with Sharifah that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;we didnt talk to each other for a loooooooooooooooong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so one day firah wrote a letter to her and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;decided to let us read it first before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;passing the letter to sharifah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;we read it and waited for hidayah to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so here comes hidayah walking slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;after she read it we went to give the letter to sharifah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;the four of them were so scared to give the letter to sharifah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;hello?! dier bukan hantu ke ape, asal korang takut sngt dgm dier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(why are u afraid of her, she is not even a ghost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so when i was about to give the latter to sharifah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;my four kind hearted, nice and awesome bestfriends decided to leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i was like baik arh tinggalkn kite sorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so on thursday she passed the letter that she wrote to haryani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;me and firah read it first. we were quite speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;then a few days later sharifah began talking to effah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;and then me istiqa and hiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;on on friday me and istiqa went to sharifah and told her something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;we asked her to try and speak to firah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so she went to firah all nervous and i swear she was sweating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so their conversation was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;sharifah; hi. dah makan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(have you eaten)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;firah; hi dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(ya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;and blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;they were very akward when speaking to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; the rest of us just cant stop laughing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;after school EFIAH went to my house to have a hair cut execpt for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;istiqa and effah cut like me but longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;while hidayah and firah cut concave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;it was soooo nice! they look like twins from behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so after cutting their hairs we went back home around 8+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;luckily i didnt get a scolding from my parents(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;ps: monday is MATH PAPER 1!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY JOE JONAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SKV9-uT0_hI/AAAAAAAAAGY/C4NFJuaqbwA/s1600-h/joe+87.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SKV9-uT0_hI/AAAAAAAAAGY/C4NFJuaqbwA/s320/joe+87.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234728658424626706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JOE(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SKV9-uT0_hI/AAAAAAAAAGY/C4NFJuaqbwA/s72-c/joe+87.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-942912730387833206</id><published>2008-08-07T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:20:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so just nw sp we practice the record thing again in the hall but this time only our school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so only have our class the sec 1's and the cca team. i seriouly felt like slapping the sec 1's sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;especially that mulut tikus! when we were practicing alone, we decided to do it untl 5 mins but when it's going to be 2 mins we fell den the sec 1's says nice try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;we were like damn angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so when mr wong ask for the 2h girls to di the demonstration, they were like not happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so when we did it again the first time we nearly fell den they were giving us the look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so we get  back to our position again and we sat until mr wong had finish explaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so after that it was their turn they did it for a reallllllllllllllllllllllllly lonnnngggggggg time sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;den when theywere counting doen 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2 havent finish 1 they fall already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;can still be happy some more! stupid sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;swhen they fell istiqa was like shouting NICE TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;den firah also did that after that me and haryani was like clapping our hands and saying nice one nice one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;bodoh sak drg! tk tau kire pe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so after that mr soh and mr wong started "lecturing" the sec 1's and their faces like got put 1 big board "SMACK MY FACE!" me and haryani was like controlling our anger sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so after that we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;me and dayak are rushing home cause dayak got silat and it was going to rain so we had to go home fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;when we reached at the bus stop 69 was at the other bus stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so we took the bus and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;reached my bus stop and said godbye to hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;got down the bus and waved at her again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;den oliver said goodbye and we went on the opposite directions and reached home arnd 4.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;well gtg bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-942912730387833206?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-3453905314912364840</id><published>2008-07-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:00:00.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-size: 18px; "&gt;Happy belated 14 bdae to Aisyah and Happy belated 16 bdae to selena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Happy 5 bdae Pravin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so now i officially hate e-learning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-3453905314912364840?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3453905314912364840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=3453905314912364840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/3453905314912364840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmvTZl3GKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GbicWdPmzUk/s320/jobro+116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222397990734862498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmvTQf-mPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/83HHfGFaThg/s1600-h/jobro+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmvTQf-mPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/83HHfGFaThg/s320/jobro+120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222397988294269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmvTw922qI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Aibqt2zFtY4/s1600-h/jobro+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmt57ojEZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KqkGQTcZwcw/s320/nickjonas15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222396453684711826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmt6F_1FKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q_GxATgmIUY/s1600-h/nick+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmt6F_1FKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q_GxATgmIUY/s320/nick+134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222396456466715810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmt6FOEn6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/jIc5EHfNXQI/s1600-h/jobro+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmt6FOEn6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/jIc5EHfNXQI/s320/jobro+109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222396456258019234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;just posting pictures today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-721674749961104498?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/721674749961104498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=721674749961104498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/721674749961104498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/721674749961104498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-posting-pictures-today-so-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHmvTZl3GKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GbicWdPmzUk/s72-c/jobro+116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-5871473627553327368</id><published>2008-07-10T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:52:22.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okay, so aisyah has already bought my popstar  and i just bought myself j-14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;inside both magazines there are a lot of pictures of Jonas Brothers, Selena, Cody and Miley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so i was flipping through the pages and saw this cute picture of Nick &amp;amp;&amp;amp; he was SMILING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well he doesnt like to smile but when he smile, me, irah, farah, nurul and even aisyah can melt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok so just now when i just got home, i think abg hafiz also just did cause he was carrying his bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so when i got into the house , i think he and my mom just had the "talk". so when they saw me comimg in they suddenly stopped. and the funny thing is that when i wanted to open my shoes, abg hafiz just come towards me and said hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was like ok..so i asked my mom why is he like soooooo damn  nice to me. dah giler pe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so after i got out of the toilet, i wanted to eat abd he also wanted to eat. so in the end we ate the same thing, but he took a lot of prawns. when i say a lot i really mean a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so when i saw his plate i was like" banyak nyer udang!" and he was like "diam.." den i said "bilang mama baru tau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so in the end he completely ignored me so i just wasted my breath!'__' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i actually dont have mush to say but i wanted to upload some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QveCcYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a_PeZEjPB-g/s1600-h/selena.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QveCcYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a_PeZEjPB-g/s320/selena.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221360006091403650" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QveCcYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a_PeZEjPB-g/s1600-h/selena.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Selena Gomez (she looks cute with nick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QwAbUbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jPtVMO-kXAg/s1600-h/nick+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QwAbUbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jPtVMO-kXAg/s320/nick+118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221360006235640242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nick Jonas(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_Qxnbh_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qm2173VMbCM/s1600-h/jobro+83.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_Qxnbh_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qm2173VMbCM/s320/jobro+83.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221360006667667442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Jonas Brothers and Demi Lovato( hidayah and aisyah, jgn jealous tau)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_REMfbBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2VL92VlTu1Q/s1600-h/joe+73.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_REMfbBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2VL92VlTu1Q/s320/joe+73.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221360011654949906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok so that's about it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-5871473627553327368?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5871473627553327368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=5871473627553327368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5871473627553327368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5871473627553327368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-so-aisyah-has-already-bought-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SHX_QveCcYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a_PeZEjPB-g/s72-c/selena.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-7936706643540165635</id><published>2008-07-06T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:35:00.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and i would shed a tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;every once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and even though it's different now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you're still here somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;my heart won't let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and i need you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ok so just now had religious class. it was boring as per normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but the weird think is that, a cat was in class studying with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;at that time ustazah Rafika just came back from the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and when she came into the classroom, a cat followed her in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and in the end the cat ended up in the class until after recess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so after recess, the cat came back into the class, and when haryati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;saw the cat, she gave it a sweet and the cat actually ate the sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so after eating it, the boys played with the cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and when ustazah came back, the cat jumped onto Aisyah's table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so Aisyah just can't she a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if she sees one she likes to pat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so when the cat jumped onto the table, the boys was like whoah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so Aisyah pat the cat hoping that it will jump off the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but instead, it was going towards mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i was like, "baik arh aisyah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so Aisyah carried the cat and placed it on the floor and the rest was like looking at our direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think they were surprised that me and aisyah was not scared of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cause some of the girls were like shouting when they saw the cat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in the end, when some of the boys when to the toilet, they didnt close the door and the cat went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so the rest of us were like aww! kuching tu dah kluar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and that was my class! the noisiest amongst all of the other levels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;we are actually proud of it! the sec 2's rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so ytd went to tuition. after going to tuition, me and Aisyah went to TM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so at TM we decided to go to cheers to buy the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POPSTAR &lt;/span&gt;magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;but sadly it was out of stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so we went to Times instead. luck for us there is one last copy left and we bousght it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;well not me Aisyah did. she bought it for me as a birthday gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;amp; i also bought J-14 for myself it cost $9.50 while the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;POPSTAR &lt;/span&gt;cost&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; $9.20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;haha! Aisyah i love you girl! no seriously! i love u cuz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-7936706643540165635?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/7936706643540165635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=7936706643540165635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7936706643540165635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/7936706643540165635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-you-i-miss-your-smile-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-8182790015498437598</id><published>2008-07-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:00:00.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I'm hot &lt;br /&gt;You're cold &lt;br /&gt;You go around &lt;br /&gt;Like you know &lt;br /&gt;Who I am &lt;br /&gt;But you don't &lt;br /&gt;You got me, on my toe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;its been a long time since i've last posted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;well i cant talk much gtg to tuiton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-8182790015498437598?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8182790015498437598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=8182790015498437598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/8182790015498437598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/8182790015498437598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-hot-youre-cold-you-go-around-like.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-1663493533181002345</id><published>2008-06-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:00:12.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First of all, i would like to thank my cousins, Abg Acap, Imah &amp;amp; Irah for the birthday card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;amp; to imah, thanks for the Jonas Brothers and Nick posters!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;amp; to Aisyah, thanks for belanja-ing me to KFC! and i want my popstar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ok today, im a little bit crazy. i just cant stop laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;and farah and istiqa, sorry for beating the both of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;im just soo crazy! &amp;amp; farah dont be jealous cuz i am 14 already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ur bdae is just 6 days away! relax arh girl! HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;well gtg bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-1663493533181002345?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1663493533181002345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=1663493533181002345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1663493533181002345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/1663493533181002345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-thank-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-5603283559672310249</id><published>2008-06-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:00:06.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;[1] Firsts&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: Khalisah.&lt;br /&gt;First pet: Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;First piercing: Before Nursery.&lt;br /&gt;First crush: Why should i tell?.&lt;br /&gt;First cd: Cant remember!&lt;br /&gt;First car: NONE.&lt;br /&gt;First stuffed animal: A monkey.&lt;br /&gt;First love: My Family.&lt;br /&gt;First place called home: Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Lasts&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage: Peach Green Tea.&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: Last Week.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: Congkak.&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: Istiqa.&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to: 6 Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Last bubble bath: Forget.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried: Forget.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate: Rice.&lt;br /&gt;Last bad thing you did: Screamt at my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] have you evers&lt;br /&gt;dated one of your best friends: Nope&lt;br /&gt;been arrested: Never&lt;br /&gt;sknny-dipped: I dont know&lt;br /&gt;been on a limo: Nope&lt;br /&gt;been cheated: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;been in love: DUH&lt;br /&gt;been in a car accident: Nope&lt;br /&gt;broken a bone: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] Things you are wearing&lt;br /&gt;Adidas t-shirt, long pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] Things you have done today&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, bathe, changed clothes, watch tv, play computer.  homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Favourite things&lt;br /&gt;ALOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] People you tell almost everything to, anyone who bothers to listen&lt;br /&gt;Istiqa , Aisyah, Farah and loads more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Choices&lt;br /&gt;Live or die: Dont Knw. &lt;br /&gt;Sweets or chocolates: BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Swim or run: Swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Things you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;Repent,DISNEYLAND, EUROPE, my revenge on iman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] Things you regret&lt;br /&gt;Let Aisyah bring my JONAS BROTHERS poster home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;Anyone who wants to do..go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SO 1 MORE DAY TO MY BDAE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-5603283559672310249?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/5603283559672310249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=5603283559672310249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5603283559672310249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/5603283559672310249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-firsts-first-best-friend-khalisah.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-4101100558120465697</id><published>2008-06-11T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:06:34.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;I have to do this quiz cause Jolene asked me too..so here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;kick &amp;amp; slap him, then break up(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;to be happy with my family and friends forever&amp;amp;&amp;amp; to be with my grandmother again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;good question..let me think about it first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;give half of the money to my parents..and the rest to myself(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#5. Would you give money up for love or give love up for money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;money up for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Its both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;If its worth waiting, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Ermm...i dont care cause its not the end of the world..maybe there is someone else who is better than him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Ya...but its a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#10. What is the worst you've ever felt these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;I dont want to say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#11. What cheers you up the fastest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;my family, my friends and NICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;still studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#13. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;my family and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;clever..cute and funny(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#15. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;neither..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#16. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;wake up from sleep and check my hp for sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;the one who love me for who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;#19. What type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;those who know me well. nvr betray me like that person, funny and can help me when i have problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;The 8 people who will be tagged are;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;nazura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;yi jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;firah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;ika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;imah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;irah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;abg acap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;celine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;so i'm done wif the quiz and those who are tagged please do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;so ytd helped my brother( the second one) do a paper flower for **********.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;and that is not a bad word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;so we did it until 11+..after that made stars for him and my cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;my cousin wanted to decorate his girlfriends present and asked me to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;so did it until 12, and i slept at about 12.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;and i woke up quite late all because of the two of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;but i asked my cousin for money so i can buy my favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;peach green tea with jelly!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;i got a free bubble tea but my fingers are in pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;well gtg bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4101100558120465697?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4101100558120465697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4101100558120465697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4101100558120465697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4101100558120465697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-to-do-this-quiz-cause-jolene.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-4090580121365842506</id><published>2008-05-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:40:00.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just nw went to madrasah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;supposed to have 2 test but i only study 1 which is tajwid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;in the end ustazd dont want to give us the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so left only the fiqh test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i was quite hard...well not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;execpt for the part when they ask to lafaz kan azan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;all of us was like omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;can u like run through the azan while we write it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i only catch a bit of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;wen the ustazd checked my paper for fun he said the azan i got correct but left 1 sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i was like..okay. the easiest was about the thing about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;apa yg diharamkan kpd seorang junub? it was damn easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so in the end the azan i did not finish it and just pass up the paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;fathin got 27/30  and 1 person got 30/30! ustazd was like pro seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;at last he did not check all the paper..so recess was early again cause the ustazd for hadith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;did not tech anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;after recess was sirah...we study about perang badar..quite interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;last period tajwid..no test but got revision..then there was this question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;n one knows the answer so i checked the book cause i thought i knew the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so when i checked i was right..i told aisyah it was mad badal but she was not sure bout it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so wen the ustazd ask who knows the answer i did not answer him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;so when he says that the answer was mad badal i was like sooo shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i cant believe i got it right! yay me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i was thinking of  not going to madrasah next wk but since got test i have to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ok i wrote more than i should...so bye!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;p.s dont mind me... a bit crazy today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4090580121365842506?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4090580121365842506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4090580121365842506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well..today i'm both happy and mad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the first reason why im happy was because i pass all of my subjects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;execpt for math(as expected)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the second reason was because DAVID &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;is going to the finals for American Idol! YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the reason i was mad was because of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(1) my mom forgot to tell me she's going to SGh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wif abg hafiz for check up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(2) no one was at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(3) my eldest brother is irritating me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(4) because of him i got a scolding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(5) i cannot bring my key to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(6) i fail my math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wth rite! my mom only trust my bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;only my father trust me sometimes..but i dont care bout him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wen my mom asked my bro to turn on all the rooms light., he only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;turn on his room and my parents room but not my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i was like kalau k on lampu blh on kan smua bilik kan?! bdh ke ape? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;aku hari2 on kan bilik korang..tapi part korang nyer turn bilik aku pon krg tak tau on kan pe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ade tangan untk ape..nk ckp kau bodh ngan selenger tk leh... kau pandai ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ade kaki ngan tangan untk tolong org buat ape kan! ckp jek paling pandai antare aku abg hafiz ngan kau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tapi common sense pon tk de!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-6553339879384554917?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/6553339879384554917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=6553339879384554917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6553339879384554917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/6553339879384554917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-3072192447556665147</id><published>2008-05-10T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:09:00.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time nvr post already...&lt;div&gt;aniways i got my watch! it cost $36..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the exam over left wif art and oral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate orals...i always dont noe what to say.. who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw...I PASS MY MATH PAPER 1!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniway.. here a re some pics of the jonas brothers!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62hrnkaI/AAAAAAAAACs/9fNbqb-MNUM/s320/normal_lq035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198626053297770914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;JONAS BROTHERS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iRroIisQ_UA/s1600-h/jobro+44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iRroIisQ_UA/s320/jobro+44.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198626057592738226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JONAS BROTHERS WIF ROSES(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/u7vdAtHcg3E/s1600-h/joe+39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/u7vdAtHcg3E/s320/joe+39.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198626057592738242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JOE WIF ROSES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkdI/AAAAAAAAADE/whDG_QhNgSg/s1600-h/nick+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU62xrnkdI/AAAAAAAAADE/whDG_QhNgSg/s320/nick+49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198626057592738258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NICK!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU63BrnkeI/AAAAAAAAADM/iXrUP-rpsAk/s1600-h/nick+43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU63BrnkeI/AAAAAAAAADM/iXrUP-rpsAk/s320/nick+43.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198626061887705570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NICK WIF ROSES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SOO..THATS all for nw bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-3072192447556665147?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU-9xrnkhI/AAAAAAAAADk/1XJ-fjgaJD0/s1600-h/nick+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU-9xrnkhI/AAAAAAAAADk/1XJ-fjgaJD0/s320/nick+57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630575898333714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU--BrnkiI/AAAAAAAAADs/Bk13GyE0Ptk/s1600-h/joe+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU--BrnkiI/AAAAAAAAADs/Bk13GyE0Ptk/s320/joe+45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630580193301026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU--RrnkjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BVPIHwoYxQU/s1600-h/normal_lq047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU--RrnkjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BVPIHwoYxQU/s320/normal_lq047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630584488268338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;BYE!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-362613850260391182?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/362613850260391182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=362613850260391182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/362613850260391182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/362613850260391182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/05/nick-nick-joe-joe-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/SCU-9hrnkfI/AAAAAAAAADU/g1FdsPXdVS8/s72-c/nick+53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7962917646856426338.post-4339077988790206897</id><published>2008-04-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T06:23:15.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT THAT WATCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;seriously siak..i want that watch. just nw went to parkway parade and saw that watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;told my mom i want it den she go and tell my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;my dad was like ok. like got no reacation. after dat go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;when we reached bedok interchange he ask me"kate nk jam tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was soo pissed off i didnt reply himand acted like i nvr hear him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was listening to the ipod wat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;my mom noe that i was using the ipod and ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;he want to go home early den can still ask me why i nvr buy that watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;stupid sia!*angry face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4339077988790206897?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4339077988790206897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4339077988790206897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4339077988790206897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4339077988790206897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-that-watch-seriously-siak.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-8625011103228530072</id><published>2008-04-02T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:15:08.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well today school was okay. still fighting with her. den at geog class stared at me like wat.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw her i stared back at her. wen she saw me staring at her she looked away.&lt;br /&gt;penakut nak mampus. berani stare kat orng pastu bile org stare balik takut.&lt;br /&gt;aniways enough of her. make stars for CIP during geog lesson.&lt;br /&gt;i did 4. teach hakim how to do it cause he asked me to. seriously sak...ajar dier darah blh up seyh.&lt;br /&gt;suroh buat bende lain dier buat bende lain. at last give up. our class got a lot of problems seyh!&lt;br /&gt;first the malay girls fight withe haryani caused she backstabbed us. den nw the chinese girls fight with&lt;br /&gt;each other caused claudia backstabbed them...haiz ape nk jadi ngan class ni pon aku tk tau...&lt;br /&gt;btw yesterday zack sms asking for forgiveness. i was like ape ni???&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say to him so i ignored him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just nw chatted with ika and this is the conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;AMIRARARARARARARARARARARA.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;i want you to frickin slap my frickin face lah omgggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;SEJAK bile name aku ade aaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;asal&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk,hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;i think kan&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;kan kan kan kan&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;kan&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;ape&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;i think kan&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;kan kan kan&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;say it&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;your brother so cute.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;SLAP ME!&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought wat&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;haiyah&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;i found his blog and like omg lah.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk,hayaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;ul die ape&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;slipp-ingaway.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,amira slap me man!&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;blh jugak&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;jkjk&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;but reaally lah.he so cutye.&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;tau&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG LAH WHY AM I SAYING THIS TO HIS OWN SISTERR!&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;*cute&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;kawan aku semua kate die cute lah hot lah&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;he got no gf ah?&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont care&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;kwan aku kate ade salah&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.whao.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;name pompuan tu faah amia&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;haahhhaha&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;but not confim&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;haiyahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;so sedih.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah,shit aku giler.&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;tau pe&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.D:&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;kau dah ckp ngan shah lagi&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;aku tak ade nombor dielagi,aku dahtak nampak die lagi.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;die ade gf?&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tk i think&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;kat sklh diam jek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.ouh,macam mane kau tau die takde gf?&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;die kat sklg ngan budak pompuan&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;ouh.&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;can ask him to bloody reply my letter.puhleeeease?&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY.and make sure he hears what you say okay?&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;does he even have frinds in school?&lt;br /&gt;[b]Ika .[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;*friends&lt;br /&gt;[[ªmi®ª]];confused?! says:&lt;br /&gt;like duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-8625011103228530072?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/8625011103228530072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=8625011103228530072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/8625011103228530072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/8625011103228530072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-today-school-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</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-7962917646856426338.post-4874893926236719979</id><published>2008-03-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T05:28:23.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-VemyiI/AAAAAAAAABs/PqjA8uoMr5w/s1600-h/liljobro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182719552741886498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-VemyiI/AAAAAAAAABs/PqjA8uoMr5w/s320/liljobro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THEY ARE SOOO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-lemyjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/V8kvewGRQsk/s1600-h/20080326-47252-k-jonas-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182719557036853810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-lemyjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/V8kvewGRQsk/s320/20080326-47252-k-jonas-birthday.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nick!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-lemykI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rJkWuDKxFtM/s1600-h/joe+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182719557036853826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-lemykI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rJkWuDKxFtM/s320/joe+17.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOE:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3_lemylI/AAAAAAAAACE/WLzXGORUQ_E/s1600-h/jonas-brothers-677768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182719574216723026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3_lemylI/AAAAAAAAACE/WLzXGORUQ_E/s320/jonas-brothers-677768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JONAS BROTHERS;KEVIN,NICK:),JOE:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just uplaoded their pics...I LOVE NICK AMD JOE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST NW HELP CIKGU HUDA DO THE DECO FOR SPEECH DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY TIRING SIA! DEN WATCH HIDAYAH AND EFFAH DID SILAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY! ATLAST GET TO WATCH THEM DO IT! THEY HAD TO REHEARSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR THIS SAJAK COMPETITION! I HOPE THEY WIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIWAYS WE SAW HARYANI AT THE IPW HUB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAW US DEN NVR SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE WAS LIKE APE SAK POMPUAN NI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MENTANG-MENTANG DAPAT DIASPLAY PROJECT NK SOMBONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKU TK KESAH LAH SEYH! BITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;K?! NW YOU ALL NOE WHAT IS SHE LIKE! BACKSTABBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUKE BUAT FITNAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIWAYS GOT TO OFF THE COMP...BYE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7962917646856426338-4874893926236719979?l=behindthosesmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4874893926236719979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7962917646856426338&amp;postID=4874893926236719979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4874893926236719979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7962917646856426338/posts/default/4874893926236719979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://behindthosesmile.blogspot.com/2008/03/they-are-sooo-cute-nick-joe-jonas.html' title=''/><author><name>NuR aMiRa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12793479580146956091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ra_7--ixB8I/R-y3-VemyiI/AAAAAAAAABs/PqjA8uoMr5w/s72-c/liljobro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
