<?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-7674710688053231896</id><updated>2012-01-24T05:56:13.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Panda's world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-6570009940144191845</id><published>2012-01-24T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T05:35:53.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the week touches Thursday it will be a week since i have seen my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The son that i never expected, but had loved him with all my soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panchinko..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just last year, his brother; Gringo passed away from a fox attack and now pachinko...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pachinko.. i've prayed every night and cried countless of times to hope you return home safely but the fact that i DON'T know how you're doing and what happened to you is eating me up whole. I've prayed every night but it seems god likes to play with my subconscious and make me dream about your safety and how you come home looking all fresh and happy but when i wake up all i feel is pain and uncertainty. Is this a way god is telling me that you ARE alright and at home. My parents seem to take it rather lightly whilst i'm banging my head against the wall to take my mind off of you just for 1 small second but i can't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't seem to see the pain and suffering i'm going through not knowing my son is safe or not. They just think that you are just a cat... but you're not... you're my son...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where'd you go? Come home...Please.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-6570009940144191845?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/6570009940144191845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=6570009940144191845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6570009940144191845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6570009940144191845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-son.html' title='My son'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-3103702068489043105</id><published>2011-11-18T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:37:43.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;HE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He cares even if he says he doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He lives like every day cannot be wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He can’t sleep until 6am where he’ll completely be knocked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He has a pure but confused heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He loves cats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He loves cincau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He takes an hour to shower and get dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He won’t eat proper meals because he’d rather smoke and drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He doesn’t care about what others think about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He’s multilingual and hopes to be a translator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He can barely taste because he can barely smell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He’ll never serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He hasn’t cried in 8 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He’s incredibly good in almost everything he does, but he’s humble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He doesn’t like others to apologise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He hates to be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He wants someone to know him deep down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He wants someone to cry over, to chase, to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is a music addict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is sarcastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;He is he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;And he shattered my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;After almost 6 months... i still find myself in that whirling pit on pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;Thank for shattering what i thought was friendship  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; "&gt;Yoon Han Jae....Shirheo yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-3103702068489043105?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/3103702068489043105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=3103702068489043105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3103702068489043105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3103702068489043105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2011/11/he.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-5147656672330050505</id><published>2009-12-20T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:12:24.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over. . .</title><content type='html'>It has been a year 4 months a week and 2 days now since Yang and i have been together, but , as off last Tuesday its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days of being together just for the sake of each others happiness are all gone. i have to admit it that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;painfully&lt;/span&gt;, it was all for the best. Although now all i wish is as if i had never asked for us to brake it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the days, where i used to sneak out of my house to see him. We would spend the day remembering our past together how we would joke around in N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;injutsu&lt;/span&gt; class, Thinking about what we would do when we're older, and even plan for how many kids we were gonna have. We never thought about anything else. Religion was never the problem between the both of us, as if we have totally forgotten what was there waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents grew to love him very much, they were expecting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; to come for the two of us. They'd always tease me and make fun of me but always comfortable with the both of us. I respect my parents and love them for giving me this kind of support. Unfortunately, it wasn't the same for his side of the family. His family never knew of us being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; and we manage to make it stay that way for sometime. I was a student in his mother's Math class i wasn't her best student after everything although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;strived&lt;/span&gt; to be the best so that it might be easier for her to accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, his mother found out and was upset at the thought of losing her son to me, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt;. I was devastated of course, knowing i can never be with him, but he told me that his parents was going to put it all aside until my exam (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;) was done so that it wouldn't give me any stress. Little did i know, he was actually lying to me. His parents wanted us to brake it off ever since they found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 15t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; of December at exactly 12:13am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for the brake, and it was the most devastating moment of my life. We painfully accepted it for i think its best he obeys his mother and it wouldn't be fair for me to tear up a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still makes me wonder. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is religion made to hurt people???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is religion made to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; people??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is god a sadist???? Did he create all this religions so that people can fight and kill others???&lt;br /&gt;Did he create religion so that people can hate and despise everyone just cos they are not in the same religion.  .  .  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he make religion so that people can't love?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will someone explain to me. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there will be a lot of people who is gonna say that i blame god for my own reasons. . . . i dunno. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;apologise&lt;/span&gt; if anybody feels so. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yang: i still love no matter what. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be waiting if we ever get the chance again. . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-5147656672330050505?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/5147656672330050505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=5147656672330050505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5147656672330050505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5147656672330050505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/12/over.html' title='Over. . .'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-1164856380228242830</id><published>2009-10-05T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T03:05:20.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTENS FOR ADOPTION!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsmrV9IXlII/AAAAAAAAACw/R5_3cBsfEHY/s1600-h/03-10-09_0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age:&lt;/span&gt; probably 10 days old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex:&lt;/span&gt; Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeding:&lt;/span&gt; have to feed with milk every 3-6 hours. CANNOT skip a meal for she might die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bathe:&lt;/span&gt;  Not necessary till she's 6 months plus. after she poops just use wet tissue to clean her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     Use wet tissue to wipe her after eating so that the milk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;doesn't stick to her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; constantly use wet tissue to wipe her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Warmth: She needs the warmth, Either keep her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;close to your body or put a lamp above her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s:&lt;/span&gt; You need to keep her warm!!!! I will give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the milk for free to keep feeding her. This one needs an adoption as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsnCU5IIEWI/AAAAAAAAADI/mRPSmXlvo-8/s1600-h/30-09-09_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsnCU5IIEWI/AAAAAAAAADI/mRPSmXlvo-8/s400/30-09-09_0633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389052093313585506" 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/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsmsH8vjDTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f2K0X2v8v8k/s1600-h/29-09-09_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsmsH8vjDTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f2K0X2v8v8k/s400/29-09-09_1928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027681690127666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; Smitzenburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age:&lt;/span&gt; 2 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex:&lt;/span&gt; Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeding:&lt;/span&gt; Just give cat food and he'll eat it by himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bathe: &lt;/span&gt;Not neccesary until he's 6 months plus. he will lick himself clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Info:&lt;/span&gt; Was suffering from minge and fungal disease Minge is a disease that make the cat feels itchy and maybe fatal, he is now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;recovering from that disease with the jab from the vet and in a week or two he will be more than fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anybody interested or for more info please contact Me Mas Marlena Mohamad @ 016-2091728.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All these kittens just need a loving family and a home... would y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ou be that guardian angel for them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: These Kittens are gonna be given away for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOTALLY FREE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-1164856380228242830?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/1164856380228242830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=1164856380228242830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/1164856380228242830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/1164856380228242830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/10/kittens-for-adoption.html' title='KITTENS FOR ADOPTION!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SsmrV9IXlII/AAAAAAAAACw/R5_3cBsfEHY/s72-c/03-10-09_0903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-2503423482963371827</id><published>2009-09-02T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T06:08:18.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to a great kitten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp-6zKbci-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/sWROgkmlpzg/s1600-h/chewy+hiding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp-6zKbci-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/sWROgkmlpzg/s400/chewy+hiding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377221868239227874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey again guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i apologize but this is another emo post.&lt;br /&gt;Its about my kitten Chewy, he passed away early yesterday morning because of a motorcycle who knocked him off and left him to die a quiet death. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early that morning when i had my sahur, i already felt that something bad was gonna happen, i didn't know it had anything to do with the kittens. So early that morning as usual i played with them, fed them and snuggled chewy and hugged Belle then i went to get ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class i still had that bad feeling but i didn't know what it was about, so i continued my day as usual. I talked so much about how adorable Chewy is and how i love to hug him when its cold outside and how he would purr in my ear or sleep on my arm, merajuk when he's upset, and sometimes kiss me on my lips just because i care for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i'm typing this my heart is aching so much on how much i miss him so dearly, and later last night, i flipped through old photos and videos of him and felt like he didn't die at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp-8zSSJuTI/AAAAAAAAACY/mqFfieh6irI/s1600-h/chewy%27s+collar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp-8zSSJuTI/AAAAAAAAACY/mqFfieh6irI/s400/chewy%27s+collar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377224069370984754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, once a cat hater, but now she couldn't stand the pain of losing Chewy. She told me she almost broke down when she heard the news when early that morning she was still playing with him. Same goes with my father, he was heartbroken when he had to bury Chewy with his own hands. He kept repeating that " i thought he was sleeping, he looked like he's sleeping! i can't believe that he's gone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i was, crying my eyes out thinking that he was just so young, but when my dad told his friend about Chewy, He only answered this. "This is the 7th month of the Chinese calender which usually Diana (my mother) would have an accident or broken bones, So what your cat did was actually sacrificing himself, to save Diana. . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/Nana%27s/things%20for%20blog%20abt%20chewy/DSC00560.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/Nana%27s/things%20for%20blog%20abt%20chewy/DSC00560.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad couldn't take it, although kno&lt;img src="file:///D:/Nana%27s/things%20for%20blog%20abt%20chewy/DSC00560.JPG" alt="" /&gt;wing its unlikely but the thought of it was enough to make my dad drown in his tears. My dad was touched although the fact that it maybe a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is all i can say about Chewy and i really hope that he didn't die. Cos' i still wanna feel his warmth when i hug him, annoy him till he squeaks, and love him and give him a proper home, I'm really sorry Chewy, for being such a bad owner. . . . .  i guess i'm not cut out to be a pet owner after all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp5oRssQoZI/AAAAAAAAACA/f_wmrdrNdEA/s1600-h/Chewy+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp5oRssQoZI/AAAAAAAAACA/f_wmrdrNdEA/s400/Chewy+sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376849658390815122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-2503423482963371827?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/2503423482963371827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=2503423482963371827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2503423482963371827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2503423482963371827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-to-great-kitten.html' title='Here&apos;s to a great kitten.'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sp-6zKbci-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/sWROgkmlpzg/s72-c/chewy+hiding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-3127743626238021194</id><published>2009-08-05T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:41:31.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM THE DEAD!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo yo people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;welllllll~ some people might already know that i'm back from being sick. . . again. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from Mondays big HOOHAA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i'm fine, nothing big to be worried about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't have H1N1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just common fever, flu, sore throat etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things that nobody should be worried of ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, lets not talk about all that no shall we,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My BIG BIG day is tmr i really cant wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been studying real hard for tomorrows exam too and i cant afford to slack off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i almost forgot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year MPT5 from SMK Seafield REEKS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me with help from comitee members in the entire form 5 of SMK Seafield joined together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE ARE GONNA MAKE THIS YEAR THE BEST PROM SMK SEAFIELD EVER HAD!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The theme is gonna be masqurade which is gonna be cool and mysterious!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just thinking about this is making me so excited, XDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i really need all the help i can get to make this work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOOD LUCK THEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these are pics of my cats :) for fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366455886234723730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Snl7MiHTJZI/AAAAAAAAABw/n4_cCq40fiE/s400/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Chewy :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366458437868315186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Snl9hDsJ4jI/AAAAAAAAAB4/A9OD_nI4PBQ/s400/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Belle she's the princess that only grooms herself 24/7 ":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-3127743626238021194?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/3127743626238021194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=3127743626238021194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3127743626238021194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3127743626238021194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-dead.html' title='BACK FROM THE DEAD!!!!'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Snl7MiHTJZI/AAAAAAAAABw/n4_cCq40fiE/s72-c/DSC00566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-8543954667722163443</id><published>2009-07-29T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:31:57.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM CHICKENPOX!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YO people!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long time no blog yo!  so ya as everyone know i was down with chickenpox ^^ hahaha what great timing huh.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when i say that i mean WHAT WORST TIMING EVER!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I worked so hard and organised project burger and in the end it was cancle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really really sorry to everyone who was looking forward to project burger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, i'm back and fine as ever despite the holes on my face haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as soon as i got back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i heard that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a classmate threw a table at someone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prefect election day was over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there were a few cases of H1N1 in school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the school found a couple of puppies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;info on prom is out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk about missing out on things ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haahah sorry there aren't any photos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YET!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha so sit tight and don't worry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll give you guys pics  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEEHEEEEEHEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buhbye now ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-8543954667722163443?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/8543954667722163443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=8543954667722163443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/8543954667722163443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/8543954667722163443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-from-chickenpox.html' title='BACK FROM CHICKENPOX!!!!!'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-2747380525671037945</id><published>2009-06-22T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:26:42.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely memories ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well since my buddies tell me that my blog is so dull and only filled with emo-ness, i'm gonna write a non emo post this time and hopefully continue from here ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway as everyone knows Campfire night was last Saturday (20/06/2009) and it was awesome it was my first campfire night ^^ hahaha anyway we'll come back to that later i wanna explain how awesome my day was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started in the morning when i went for my weekly martial arts training (Ninjutsu) ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually i try not to go for class cause its so boring nowadays =.=" hehe anyway this time i had to go cause it was the inter-school competition and as president i have to go and "Tunjuk muka". so ya i went but an excuse to skip training i brought my art project that was due on Monday (Today) so in the end i didn't really do much on my seni project but instead i was talking to Xin dee about how we hated the seni project ^^ haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350080469480331394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sj9N108hWII/AAAAAAAAABI/-EDGgeMyMh4/s400/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;later in the afternoon it started to rain heavily and the ninjustu students as usual =.= trained under the rain and to save my arts stuff from getting wet I SACRIFICED MY ASS XD...... literally (covering arts project by putting my ass and my back out at the rain) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after everything Yang brought me to a quiet place behind the makmal computer and i told him of 1 of my wishes and he asked what was it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told him .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be kissed under the rain ^^ hahahaha like in a movie you know hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that he carried me into the rain while i was screaming for him to put me down then as he put me down he kissed me XD haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we rushed for cover hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later that evening as i was getting ready for campfire night i started sneezing so i tried not to be obvious to my parents if not they'll never let me go xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350065081057726434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sj8_2Gmqz-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/KQhIs0vuWMo/s400/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the performance came the dancing hahaha (for more info on CFN i suggest u see kisu's blog its more detailed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350071306514783922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sj9FgePS3rI/AAAAAAAAABA/2sPDdvEY7is/s400/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was already half dead when we were dancing ^^ sneezing and headache but i promised myself "i'm gonna party hard, then i'm gonna sleep hard, then i'm gonna work hard on my seni" but by the time i got home i was too sick to even move so after showering i just went to bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next morning i got super sick with flu, fever and cough but thats another story haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i guess thats all for now i hope its not that emo anymore ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ta tah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-2747380525671037945?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/2747380525671037945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=2747380525671037945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2747380525671037945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2747380525671037945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovely-memories.html' title='lovely memories ^^'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/Sj9N108hWII/AAAAAAAAABI/-EDGgeMyMh4/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-6144773656550082871</id><published>2009-06-17T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:43:52.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ying...... i miss you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This post is for my dear sweet Ying........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kitten that ran away because of a selfish inconsiderate thought of my "dear lovely father" with his selfishness and JEALOUSY over a tiny little kitten who does noone any harm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began last Thursday 11th of June 2009, the exact date where my parents wanted to go to penang for a business trip, and draged me along with the excuse of meeting my relatives, but in the end they cancled all their business meetings just to push the blame at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Thursday morning, as i woke up out of bed to see my darling kitten who i "sayang " so bloody much as my own daughter, i called out her name and no replies.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i'd get a meow or her coming out to me for food and she'd lie on my leg begging for food but on that day i didn't get a single reply. i looked everywhere and i panicked but in the end my sister Za found her under the car, frightened. When i took her out of the car and attempt to feed her she struggled and got away from me and i noticed that she was limping thats where my mom promised me that she'd take her to the vet so i was relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After treating her my we packed and left for penang and Yang helped me feed her 3 times everyday which i am so very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after 4 days in penang we came back to see Ying out of her cage which she wasn't supposed to be because of her leg, the place was a mess and Ying  looked very sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my dad and my sis brought her to the vet and in the end the doctor said that she was just dehydrated and having the flu. I have to say i was pretty relieved because it wasn't the "Hook worm" that killed my earlier kitten Riko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up all night that day thinking of Ying and my art project, so yes, i did not sleep that night. So when i was finishing up my arts project she meowed and begged to get out of the cage, so i let her out and let her sleep on my door mat where she liked, but later that night when it was around 2am i went and checked on her but she wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;i went around my entire neighbourhood with a stupid nokia phone torchlight that doesn't really work......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning my brother found her in the drain shivering. he took her out and passed her to me and i held her tight so that she could stop shivering but as i wrapped her around a cloth my bus came and i had to put her in the cage.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday (tuesday), my dad so selfishly let Ying out of her cage and let her walk away while i was in tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she hasn't eaten all day yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't seen till today.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-6144773656550082871?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/6144773656550082871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=6144773656550082871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6144773656550082871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6144773656550082871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/06/ying-i-miss-you.html' title='Ying...... i miss you.....'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-5505732712422953023</id><published>2009-06-15T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:24:16.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in your eyes ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey hey people ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just composed this song i dunno if you think that its nice or not but it'll be really nice to share with me your comments and maybe tell me how can i improve in the lyrics ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankies&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway here it is.... enjoy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347498010015912162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SjYhG5wbUOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YFaQAvMIMok/s400/masie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to see the sparkles in your smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the way you pick me up when i was down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still see, those , lovely, faith in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are everything to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love you bring to me its so beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the happiness you share its just wonderful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you and i know we were never meant to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but with the faith in your eyes. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make me feel. . like i'm everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;everything to you. . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is more then the way i say i love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is more than just another gift or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the way you hold me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is the way you look at me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is the way you smile, you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you lay those. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;faith in your eyes on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~piano solo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is more then the way i say i love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is more than just another gift or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the way you hold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is the way you look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is the way you smile, you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way you lay those. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;faith in your eyes on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and i know we were never meant to be but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i see your faith in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and feel the warmth in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just cant bare of losing your touch and that sweet sweet lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;faith in your eyes. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me you are everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything i needed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything i've wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;,everything i've felt and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything i've seen in those faith in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s this song is dedicated to my beloved Yang &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!!!! ^^&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/7674710688053231896-5505732712422953023?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/5505732712422953023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=5505732712422953023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5505732712422953023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5505732712422953023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith-in-your-eyes.html' title='Faith in your eyes ^^'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/SjYhG5wbUOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YFaQAvMIMok/s72-c/masie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-125387568032137718</id><published>2009-05-20T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:46:06.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and peace ya'll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG..... i found this blog n guess wat??? ITS ALL ABT ME!!!!!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;http://ninalikewhaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/dire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;D Check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo Yo Yo peoplez,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its da Masie mai heheheehheeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/ShPNWmfEvQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3ZmaGsfgIUc/s1600-h/tuzki003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/ShPNWmfEvQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3ZmaGsfgIUc/s400/tuzki003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337835771535867138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User01/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long, huh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Masie mai here gots a lil problem my homies XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the problem is~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T BEEN SO HAPPY IN MY LIFE!!!!!!!! YAHAHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya sure i've been fighting with a ..... buddy.. i think ^^" but pftff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SO WHAT, I'M STILL A MASIE I GOT MY....... ugh never mind "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this year SMK Seafield is having a carnival  "FINALLY" and our class is doing something really really special ^^&lt;br /&gt;And the nice thing about it is that everyone is working together ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5J which consist if , 34 students&lt;br /&gt;                                6 Malay girls&lt;br /&gt;                               14 Malay guys&lt;br /&gt;                               3 Chinese girls&lt;br /&gt;                               3 Chinese boys&lt;br /&gt;                               1 Indian girl&lt;br /&gt;                               3 Indian boys&lt;br /&gt;And                           2 Mix girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All working together as a class TT^TT i have fulfilled my wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And project burger is coming up!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for JULY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR FACE KISU!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~project burger~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven kitteh&lt;br /&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/video/Keyboard%20Cat/pbhomepage/video1/keyboardcat.flv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK IT OUT!&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/7674710688053231896-125387568032137718?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/125387568032137718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=125387568032137718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/125387568032137718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/125387568032137718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-and-peace-yall.html' title='Love and peace ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ckk4uVtfwXY/ShPNWmfEvQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3ZmaGsfgIUc/s72-c/tuzki003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-6040115940694345306</id><published>2009-03-07T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:47:45.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again another emo post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all those readers but ya, again i'm down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a real F***ed up week, i dunno wats going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again this time is about my mom haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even bother about my life now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing thats stopping me from suiciding is Yang, but even that, it would be much easier for yang if i just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would be free from this curse of the knowledge of us will never be together.  .  . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, sorry guys ..... its so emo again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-6040115940694345306?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/6040115940694345306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=6040115940694345306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6040115940694345306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/6040115940694345306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_5999.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-4762250965784717415</id><published>2009-03-07T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:04:25.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.   .   .   .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey pplz, its me again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could spend a lot of time this week with Yang, but ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question .  .  . Am i too bothersome? Am i the type of gf that is SO controlive? if it is ... please, anyone tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so left out nowadays, not by my pals or family, its Yang......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i should be writing this, but so that i could be the person everyone knows me by, i think i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToYang: i'm sorry if you don like what you see here, i'm really sorry... i guess i just needed to let go......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long, i've been thinking to myself, whether i'm a good gf, whether Yang would be happy with the things i do for him. i hope he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he has sacrificed alot for me, and i appreciate that but, the sacrifices he makes are too risky and always leaves me in guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quited Christian Fellowship comitee cos of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think to myself, was it the wrong thing to do. . . being with him. . . he was so happy those days where were just friends, but now he has to put up with his mom, his church, and the people who knows him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish we had fallen in love? So deeply towards one another, just being trapped by this thing called the forbidden love of 2 religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be able to stand if i was the one, who stopped you and prevented you from your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, all my wish is just to spend as much time with you as possible. But i don't wanna be the controlive gf therefore i will sacrifice spending time with you for that moment, though i know, we can never be together, no matter how much it hurts and no matter how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want is your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-4762250965784717415?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/4762250965784717415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=4762250965784717415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/4762250965784717415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/4762250965784717415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-5923447380493668965</id><published>2009-03-05T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:42:23.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....&lt;br /&gt;heyz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* this week hasn't been the best week of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard my friend is gonna kill himself, found out a crush still has a crush on me but had to turn him down nd ended up hurting him, his friend ... not helping.., arts exam not even done, and been so lonely these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna curl up in my bed and block out all the noises and just have a deep deep sleep, and hopefully, not have anyone ever wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a break from all this, i mean school have to study super hard cos' of exams, home work till i die and i go online at night .. cos' i dont have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-5923447380493668965?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/5923447380493668965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=5923447380493668965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5923447380493668965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5923447380493668965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-3925418884060359020</id><published>2009-03-02T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:22:49.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway, had a merentas desa last Saturday and ya, tired out of my mind even though i didn't run XD hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to take care of the ninjutsu stall so ya LUCKY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, had a health camp to go to so had a  pretty awesome day other than the fact that my leg hurt so much cos my bro went and kicked me on my shin ... HARD , and it coludnt move the whole day on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i could hel out all those people and hope to do it again anytime soon ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah tah for now jia nee~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-3925418884060359020?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/3925418884060359020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=3925418884060359020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3925418884060359020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/3925418884060359020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-hey-haha-anyway-had-merentas-desa.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-5356170112793031507</id><published>2009-02-25T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:29:41.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its been awhile ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just heard that i cant act in this short film a friend of mine is directing due to some problems .  .  .  .  . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i guess i'm fine i shouldnt emo about things like this and just be happy and move forward ^^ there's always chances out there .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i didn't make kisu cry .  .  . &gt;&lt;*shouts from afar "I'M REALLY SORRY KISU"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say i am abit down about this but as i said, i always have to think positive ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok i'm off to do work that i was supposed to finish yesterday XD hahaha good bye now~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-5356170112793031507?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/5356170112793031507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=5356170112793031507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5356170112793031507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/5356170112793031507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-its-been-awhile-anyway-just-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-2185118783032624225</id><published>2008-11-25T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:57:27.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(22/11/2008)&lt;br /&gt;Hey its Mas again&lt;br /&gt;haiz today has just been the most irritating and F***ed up day =.=&lt;br /&gt;Just got scolded by my mom and i really really cant take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, today we were all supposed to go tho this old folks home to help and stuff and ya i woke up early like 7am just to help my mom cook, bake and stuff but in the end...&lt;br /&gt;i just got scolded for stuff i didn't do (again) and this time it really went too far, so ya i finally expressed myself and got myself busted, and she's all like "YA LA YA LA ITS NOT YOUR FAULT!! ITS ALL MINE RIGHT!!!! YOU NEVER TREATED ME AS YOUR MOM I'M JUST A SERVANT TO YOU DON'T EVER TALK TO ME!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and when i went to do my chores, she just grabbed it from me and tossed it on the floor. =.= haiz&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to scream at her already and i finally wanted to break my record of being a goody goody daughter.&lt;br /&gt;In 16 years of my life i've been just too scared of her, well not anymore. If she wants to scold me then whatever i'm not scared....&lt;br /&gt;Gimme whatever she's got!!!!!!!!!! She can disown me and stuff i don't even care anymore!! If she so happens to read this i want her to know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FYI!!!!! I CAN LIVE ON MY OWN!!! I'M INDEPENDANT!!! and if that doesn't work there is still SUICIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!! All i wanted is for you to have the heart to listen to what i have to say, love me for who  i am, understand that the whole family loves you. Unlike many kids you and i know, i'm different, i don't scream or talk back at you that's cos I love you and so does the whole family.try to think back and see, and let me remind you of the love your family has shown you&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who rushed form work just so that he could send you to the hospital when you broke ypur leg?? = your husband!&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who stayed with you in the hospital for four nights without the comfort of a nice bed or clothes to change?? = your daughter&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who helped you run up and down the hospital to but you food to eat?? = your son!&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who held your hand up and down the stairs when you were in pain?? = your 2nd daughter!&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who stayed by your side and helped you tons of times even though you both fight often?? = your sister!!&lt;br /&gt;Who were the ones who gave you the support you needed whenever you needed it whether if its financially or morally?? = your brohters!&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who came to see you even when you don't like them?? = your ex-boss&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who came and helped around the house?? = Your god sister&lt;br /&gt;These are the people who care for you so dearly and yet you say you don't feel loved... Why is that??&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to show that the efforts made by all these people are just waste??&lt;br /&gt;That all their hard work their sweat and tears of love just gone down the drain.......&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i've been a horrible daughter to you... just wanted you to know, that everyone you think hates you actually loves you with all their heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know this sounds super emo ... just trying to relieve my anger)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot for listening though..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-2185118783032624225?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/2185118783032624225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=2185118783032624225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2185118783032624225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2185118783032624225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2008/11/22112008-hey-its-mas-again-haiz-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-2723905652747850025</id><published>2008-11-08T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:35:00.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm today was a really really ... really tiring day for me and boring day too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see Denise and all but still ... boring =..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday was really really interesting ^^ my bf (yang) came to visit me due to our anniversary ^^ it was really really nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda felt bad that he helped me alot in my chores and all &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea... it was really sweet of him ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Yang: I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all from me i guess ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of topics liao XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ciao ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-2723905652747850025?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/2723905652747850025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=2723905652747850025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2723905652747850025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/2723905652747850025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmm-today-was-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-8138514569703110259</id><published>2008-11-05T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:34:13.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;i would most probably cry first, then i'll see why would he do that, then i'll keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Being able o marry anyone without the fear of religion and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are the opposite gender, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;i would date girls XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;hmm~ i would give it to charity, family and frens and of course save some for myself XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your friend?&lt;br /&gt;Already did ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being Loved ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;Forever if i have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;I would be upset of course but i wont do anything its his life not mine ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have u ever been labeled as a snatcher?&lt;br /&gt;YA =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;My mom &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;Happy with kids XD hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?&lt;br /&gt;Just to answer it fast XD i'm gonna miss my bus weh XD haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Teahuh XD loud and funny of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;Married but poor. love is all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;Go to the toilet O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Hell YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;It really depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;Thats for sure. but still it depends on the situation =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Late and scared O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;The world XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-8138514569703110259?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/8138514569703110259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=8138514569703110259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/8138514569703110259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/8138514569703110259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Mas Marlena Mohamad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03816233869640535392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQM6rcQ-MUk/TsaJY7AockI/AAAAAAAAADo/XxohVi1JDuQ/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7674710688053231896.post-7420254117417709422</id><published>2008-11-05T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:55:57.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola! XD</title><content type='html'>ok since i am a noob in this kisu is right next to me XD. ok.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAi: kisu wat now O______o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KISU: uh..you introduce yourself. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAI: ok then... *does fancy entrance* haha welcome one and all to my ... blog XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm 16, from malaysia *coughs out blood* and i like pie XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like to crossdress, and also i'm a chibi doodler XD so yea... i draw O____o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok for now, haha tah tah time to study tomorrow got history exam and its the end for my 16 year old exam life. so yea ....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tah tah! love the world ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7674710688053231896-7420254117417709422?l=masiemai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/feeds/7420254117417709422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7674710688053231896&amp;postID=7420254117417709422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/7420254117417709422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7674710688053231896/posts/default/7420254117417709422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masiemai.blogspot.com/2008/11/ola-xd.html' title='Ola! 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