<?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-66877011939741193</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:43:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purplemadness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-7557869979652869063</id><published>2010-04-18T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T07:22:32.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deteriorating</title><content type='html'>Yes my health is deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; n my life is really mundane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; work home sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; work home sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i do mon-fri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun even go out wif love often... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let alone wif my frens... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wif my bestfren... only lpak tts it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring... i noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe.. &lt;br /&gt;im tinking of staying on on this job for few more mths before i find another job... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for love to reply to my msg or better still his call...which i noe he wont call... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes, tomorrow have work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh i need a new blue otton dress for nureeqa's bday.. maeb gg shopping on 30th may...  have to get myself a new dress n love a new tshirt.. maeb i get him tt jacket tt he wants as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh i need a new phone...my samsung longkang phone is about to give way already..haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='Deteriorating'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-1575815879099724149</id><published>2010-01-25T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:38:48.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/S14WQB-v0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OXPCb6SLmiQ/s1600-h/27_dresses_poster_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/S14WQB-v0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OXPCb6SLmiQ/s320/27_dresses_poster_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430802665320731378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a bridesmaid and never a bride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end she became a bride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will that happen to me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive always been there for my frens...weneva they have probs wif bf..always the matchmaker for ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n indirectly...i help ppl find their perfect match n tt is after they noe me and u noe wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can never find one for myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n freak...in 1 mths time or rather in 29 more daes... ill be 20...no more teen...haiyo...y must i get old so0o fast..alot of ppl say age is just a number&lt;br /&gt;yes... but age is also ur maturity level..live up to ur age.. ppl respect u...if u dun... ppl look down on u..haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,looking for a perm job nw..3 more weeks till i end sch..seriously,to me it doesnt matter hw i score..as long as i graduate its fine wif me..tinking of getting a job then clear debts.. den enrol in cosmoprof or the one at far east n oso enrol for license..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh..gg to try to lose weight..like seriously..n im nt kidding... will try...&lt;br /&gt;been tinking of playing soccer back..or any sports game uh... haha... i dunnoe where to start though..ahha...maeb wif jogging..ahhahaha..really nid to start to get back my stamina.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda losing my appetite now..i dunnoe y... bt the weird ting is i only get hungry like late 6 pm or 7 pm&lt;br /&gt;then will force myself to eat at 2 plus am or 3 am..just so0o tt i dun vomit the next morning..but i wont sleep after eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..just like todae... did nt sleep at alll&lt;br /&gt;yest woke up at 10 plus..till nw... hahah... will be havg sch later at 3.30 pm... hmm.. i just want sch to be over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways read up on sum stuff about the girls system.. i tink i shud go for a check up... i mean the feedback is saying tt its normal to have the pain... but till the extend tt i cant walk wen i have the pain is too extreme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis few daes.. ive been tinking bout him..especially after wad aisyah says... y was i so0o dumb to let go of him... n i dun tink theres any ways for me to get to him back..unless  its a miracle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading paula's blog.. i guess wad she quoted is kind true... i hope it i.. n i will find my way back into his arms.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw suddenly, i feel tt i shud have gotten married to him tt time.. hhaa.. at least ill be stuck wif him even if it was an unplanned wedding... ahaha...dreams n hopes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh tt day i dreamt or dreamboy again.. &lt;br /&gt;o dreamboy where art thou dreamboy??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have no idea who he is.. &lt;br /&gt;is he d love of my life or is he just a guardian in my dreams to lead me to the right path in my&lt;br /&gt;dreams tt can be a reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-1575815879099724149?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1575815879099724149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1575815879099724149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1575815879099724149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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long time..and i dont even know who reads my blog..or rather is there even anyone who reads my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..its the new year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but evryting is the same.. except that im a year older n tt im graduating soon..but i feel like i dun want to end school..i dunnoe i just love to be in sch..to be in a class.. MAeb my passion is for school.. haha.. i guess thats why i really want to teach.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... i udn tink i have found myself yet.. as in i still dunnoe who i am.. n tis has been gg on for a whole of 5 years..n maeb counting.. i dunnoe.... but what i noe..i hve to changed myself for the better...i hope.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have u guys ever felt that u just hav no one to hav fun with.. cos all ur gfs have bf....n tt sumtymes to just have a guy bestfren is nt tt sufficient cos of unable to share sum stuff wif him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  dunnoe... just that i feel really off tis few daes...haha...can u believe that sat nyte was spend wif sort of a stranger-a friend that i have never met... then bestfren hafiz picked me up from town to go to the clinic at cck..hhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun.. slept from sat nyte till sun afternn 3pm...woke up...called hidayat..den he asked me to help wash his car..but me being lazy didnt go..ended up he fetch me frm my area..talked den took a ride for no purpose to go to gmbak n sat under one of the void decks f0r 15 mins...den went to yew tee to find perfume.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Wad the heck!!...i am  alone... like seriously,, where have all my frens gone to...haha...i guess i have already eliminated a bulk of guy frens that i have... nvm..i can try to adapt to tis...hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    sun-date.. turn out to be sweet even though it was unromantic still...we talked... n for the first time he hold my hands.. i could feel myself blushing..haha... i dunnoe...i mean..ppl may say that its just a small kid act... like amateur.. but i find it seet n the feeling is just...nearly perfect...hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumtymes i feel like we r together but sumtymes i feel that we r nt... which i still have no idea of what we r... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wish he knew how i feel wen im around hime..sutmymes i just wish that he noes bout tis blog... n that i have the courage to tell him hw i feel... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes..adios amigos....sayonara...chow...adieu...au revoir.. chai chian.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try to update soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4381829248805845705?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4381829248805845705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4381829248805845705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4381829248805845705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4381829248805845705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you???'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-3458032392090313714</id><published>2009-12-30T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:06:04.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SzuWUAMqo1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1nCzybYNC_0/s1600-h/wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SzuWUAMqo1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1nCzybYNC_0/s320/wish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421091846865199954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8Hgp150Eno&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was listening to this..&lt;br /&gt;then it strikes me...&lt;br /&gt;what if?? &lt;br /&gt;i mean im really really close to him.. we cn even consider ourself as close frens.. as bestfren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me, &lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to you &lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean &lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying &lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea &lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart &lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this &lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss &lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea &lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet &lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air &lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair &lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees &lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see &lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round &lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here right now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love in every way &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh &lt;br /&gt;Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of this r just my side..i mean i really dunnoe bout him.. but he did show sum stuffs yest wen we wre at the libry... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;tis 2 wks was great... i had 2 meets wif him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st was we watch budak pantai at esplanade concert hall...it was great..i had a gd time der especially tt it was wif him..&lt;br /&gt;2nd was yest.. we went to the library cos i wanted to go..hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;there was just those moments that we were so0o close tt i felt all squimish n excited inside..haha..&lt;br /&gt;n wen i look at him..i just felt the happiness tt i feel wen im wif my family..the warmness of it.. &lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe.. &lt;br /&gt;even if the places tt we go r nt exactly the most exciting places.. but it just gives me a happy feeling n will owaes make me smile at the end of the dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe if im in love wif him or isit one of my lust moment..&lt;br /&gt;1 yr soon..tts the period of time that we noe each other... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still rmember evry single conversation...the outings that we had which was nt romantic but still wass sweet n gave me goosebumps..positive goosebumps.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i feel like telling him..but im scared that it wil ruin everything or worst wad if he only treats me as a fren...&lt;br /&gt;but then ...the way he is... oh god...i  dunnoe...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;5 jan gg to watch sherlock holmes wif him... 1st time movie wif him... hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes..i still have alot of probs...financially n emotionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i will owaes wish for all of this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-3458032392090313714?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/3458032392090313714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=3458032392090313714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3458032392090313714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3458032392090313714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dunnoe.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SzuWUAMqo1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1nCzybYNC_0/s72-c/wish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-7678538603618176817</id><published>2009-12-20T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:21:43.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only...</title><content type='html'>I wish i knew...&lt;br /&gt;   i wish tings was much more simpler..&lt;br /&gt;   i wish decision making was easy.. &lt;br /&gt;   i wish love was easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i wish i cud tell him hw i feel for him..but everytime i want to do so.. i pull myself back.. cos im scared he does nt feel the same way as i do..&lt;br /&gt;i mean there are signs.. but i might be wrong..i mean its like.. he's not that into u... &lt;br /&gt;like seriously, he is just a fren who gives me advices.. but will it turn out as the same ending as he's nt that into u..??&lt;br /&gt;i wish..n i shall continue on to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weneva i c a couples photo,it will make me tink...y cant i have a rship like tt...i owaes wish for one... but i can only wish for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i miss my rship wif amirul....haiz,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-7678538603618176817?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/7678538603618176817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=7678538603618176817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7678538603618176817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7678538603618176817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-only.html' title='if only...'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-8007385190358771612</id><published>2009-09-16T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:42:01.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the-so-unromantic-date-but-i-love-it...</title><content type='html'>Yest was a mixture of the happiest n not so0o happy day of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haisho.. basically, the dae starts wif me n my 'prangai babi' i slept like almost the whole dae...hahaha...woke up at 4.30pm.. called hidayat... den he said he nk klua n asked me out... hehehe... so0o i had to tink of sumwhere to go n dcided to buy tings for baking cakes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; our convo:&lt;br /&gt;me: tapi u..i nk beli brg2 cake... den naik motor.. brg2 muat ke dlm box?? &lt;br /&gt;him: tklah..tk naik motor.. &lt;br /&gt;me: huh??? beh naik ape??? &lt;br /&gt;him: naik kenderaan &lt;br /&gt;me: kenderaan? kenderaan? yelah kenderaan ape? &lt;br /&gt;him: kenderaan 4 roda.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? u mane ade krete? eyh.. smenjak bile u ade kreta? sape punye kreta? knape ade kreta pulak?&lt;br /&gt;him: sbab ade kreta. &lt;br /&gt;me: ape ni..&lt;br /&gt;him: jumpe di carpark umah jam 5.15pm... kite pegi ke red man jrg east ok?&lt;br /&gt;me: ok. &lt;br /&gt;him: bye. (hungs up)&lt;br /&gt;me: bye.(saying bye to beeping sounds)..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is hw mundane our convo it..but still i find joy in it..hahah..n weneva izzah hears me telling her... she will go : mrepek nk krg due nie,....hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  haha... instead of 5.15.... he reach 5.10... haiyo...i rushed to get ready..den meet him at carpark... the car was super small..hahahha...n super low... suzuki gti.... hahha..its a 17 yrs old car..haha..im lyk 2 yrs older than the car...hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;but tts better than his 23 yr old gg-to-collapse-anytime-bike....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so we drove of to jrg east while listening to 92.4 fm ... u guys try to tune in to it n u will noe wad songs they play..was damn bored lah..haha.. but wad to do... he listens to tt songs... hahhaa...or rather music... in the car......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convo in th car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: knape warna rambut sudah bertukar ?&lt;br /&gt; me: kerane hendak warnekan?&lt;br /&gt;him: wads the reason for doing so?&lt;br /&gt;me: saje je.. kerana sdah lame tk warna kn. u mrh ?&lt;br /&gt;him: (smiles) tidaklah..tk suke je... &lt;br /&gt;me: but then.. dah buat... im sry...&lt;br /&gt;him: wad does it gt to do wif me.. seriously.. its ur hair.. &lt;br /&gt;me: i mean i dha tau u tk suke yet u do it. &lt;br /&gt;him: den y tk tink of tt b4 doing it..&lt;br /&gt;me: (silence)&lt;br /&gt;me: but then u pon same.. i said dun nid to buy the car cos tk perlu... but u buy the car jgak.. &lt;br /&gt;him: no its different. wad r u trying to say its totally differnt..&lt;br /&gt;me: no its the same wad.. i told u nt to buy the car but u buy the car... same je kn..&lt;br /&gt;him: no..me buying the car has got nothing to do wif u..&lt;br /&gt;me: oh its like tt nw? dah i mls nk gado..&lt;br /&gt;him: since wen kite gado..&lt;br /&gt;me: ok fine bicker....&lt;br /&gt;him: hahah.... &lt;br /&gt;me: but then....then y does the color of my hair nows link to u..&lt;br /&gt;him:(smiles) (shook his head) &lt;br /&gt;me: hmmmmph.... den y neva cut ur hair&lt;br /&gt;him: sbab u nye rambut dah lain warna..&lt;br /&gt;me: wad? tkde link sey u..... &lt;br /&gt;him:(smiles) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i noe... the convo tt we have are lyk illogical n gg nowhere..haisho.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  tt nyte he said tt he wont talk to me cos of my hair...unreasonable...sheesh... &lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless i cried after hearing tt...ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok... emotional moment ok..i just cant go on not talking to him at all... i just hav to talk to him if nt once a dae, once in 2-3 daes will oso make my dae..heheh.... oh yarh yest was our 5th meet-up ever since knowing each other for 8 mths now...n it was only after  4 mths tt we meet again since we last met...hahaha.... ok i noe pathetic...but wad to do...haha..he is lyk tt... but i loveit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redman at j.e.. closed down so we went to sheng shiong..&lt;br /&gt;reach shengshiong... we rushed to find tings... n to him all the tings tt we need to buy have to be in large quantities..( wen i only nid a little amount of it... ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another convo: &lt;br /&gt;him: tu baking powder kat bawah.. tin merah besar...&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? nk uat ape.. i nid the small one je..&lt;br /&gt;him: ok... blh buat basuh baju..&lt;br /&gt;me: (roll my eyes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha...den we went off to the carpark..ahha.. tis is wen i feel so0o dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: eyh..kreta u ade boot? &lt;br /&gt;him: nk tgk? (opens the bonnet/boot)&lt;br /&gt;me: kecik nah..bhe nk masukkan sini..&lt;br /&gt;him..tkyahlah.. kat seat blkg je.. &lt;br /&gt;me: eyh cmne nk bukak gi seat blkg... tkde pintu...&lt;br /&gt;him: masuk dari dpan lah.... &lt;br /&gt;me: oh gtu.hahaha.... ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; one of my bimbotic moments..hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes evrieone is in it.. n im out of it again.,...ahhaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-8007385190358771612?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/8007385190358771612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=8007385190358771612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8007385190358771612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8007385190358771612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-unromantic-date-but-i-love-it.html' title='the-so-unromantic-date-but-i-love-it...'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-7979158605327720818</id><published>2009-09-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:19:52.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Credits to cuddly_buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Where should i begin.. I guess you really don't know how i feel about you.. How i have change for you.. How deeply am i in love towards you.. All this time our love is just a fake?? Those years spent were just a play make up by our feelings..?? I really don't know what to feel or what to say now just have to go through depression mode for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really do care for you.. Do concern for you.. But whats the point when you yourself don't even bother about me.. Don't even care about me.. As if i don't exist.. If only i can show you how my heart shape right now.. The pain i go through every night.. The tears that keep on flowing every night.. The feeling of being not love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do i cry out.. Who do i seek to share my pain.. My agony.. My miserable life with.. If its not for you.. But what are you doing now.. Falling for your ex... Isn't falling for your ex will make you love him in the end..?? I really don't understand you.. What do u seek..?? What do u want to gain..?? What do you accomplish by doing this to me &amp; yourself..?? Do you feel happy treating me this way..?? Do you feel happy by doing all those things towards me..?? Do you..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You met your ex.. When i was still in love with you.. When you still treat me like we are together.. Why.. Why couldnt you just tell me that you have found someone to make you happy.. To make you smile.. To make you laugh.. Where do i go from here.. I am really lost without you.. All i can do now is cry out my pain.. My suffering in this blog.. In this webpage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time.. I keep questioning myself.. Do you really love me in the first place..?? Do you really cherish me in the first place..?? Shouldn't love be forgiving &amp; accepting one another even though we have done shit or treat each other like hell.. Shouldn't love be beautiful rather then sadness.. Pain &amp; suffering.. Im lonely.. Very lonely without you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats all i can say for now cause the story is very long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This copy pasted post make me wonder... does karma really exist... n does it really happen tt fast.... or rather....things does repeat itself... histories repeat itself... either u r the victim still or the other person becomes the victim... the above post tt i have credited.. really reminded me of wad happen 2 yrs ago.. especially when the blogger wrote  all this time our love is just fake?? to think of it..that was wad i said to my ex 2 yrs ago when he told me he likes his god-sister.. n i told him u cannt like someone when u love someone else n wen u start liking d person u will love d person... i guess wadeva i said to my ex 2 yrs ago is the same as wadeva tis blogger is saying... i guess things does happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me..nw currently werking..but prolly changing job...haiz... nt sure yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love life... still suuckz..hahahahah im a 'love-maker' but i am not a 'love-lover'.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update again soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-7979158605327720818?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/7979158605327720818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=7979158605327720818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7979158605327720818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7979158605327720818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/09/credits-to-cuddlybuddy-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-3372958736698861249</id><published>2009-08-23T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:25:13.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunnoe</title><content type='html'>Seriously i dunnoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I mean for the first time ever i gave a guy who have seen me in person my number. N so0o far i kinda am falling for him but then i dunnoe..i mean its too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n if i really go on wif the feelings..wad wud sammie tink bout me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean he gt her number first ( god knows hw he had her number) then he wanted to get to noe me  after knowing tt she is att... so0o den  i talked to him..we talked for more than 3 hrs.. n i havent sleep at all... n i dun tink i will be sleeping... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As far as i noe... he is d kind of guy hu will give me the rship tt i want..i cn imagine izzah rolling her eyes when she read tis..haha i noe... most guys that i noe i say the same ting as well ryte....haha...but then this is different.. seriously.... haha...again izzah will roll her eyes...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i dnnoe... i just wish tt it will werk... seriously..he is just wad i want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  haiz... i dunnoe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  niwaes its fasting mth.. its the 3rd dae.. n to tink of it..time will pass by very fast..n before we noe it.. it will be raya.. n i still have nt by any clothes.. most of my frens have already send theirs for tailoring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which... who wud i be coupled wif this yr..haha... yarh ryte..no bf..no coupling... if only miracles wud happen... haha.. n tt prince charming of mine comes just before raya or lyke  during tis fasting mth..hahaha..it wud be perfect...i wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  wishes..wishes..wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; n i wish for u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-3372958736698861249?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/3372958736698861249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=3372958736698861249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3372958736698861249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3372958736698861249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dunnoe.html' title='i dunnoe'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-351317521714464239</id><published>2009-07-13T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:19:44.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hide n stay</title><content type='html'>i wish tings was better... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people wont lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish tt  evriting was much simpler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to erase all my past memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont lie...therefore... i dont want others to lie to me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope bf is nt lying to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-351317521714464239?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-7894817361181242378</id><published>2009-06-30T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:26:09.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>No one stays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone come n go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to find sum1 hu really stays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe hu will stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so0 far.. they stay but they tend to forget... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just tt.. u r owaes there... but wen u needed sum1..u feel lyke theres no one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtyms...i just feel lyke i rather be alone... lyke seriously... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant lyke go tru it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyke tinking u have sum1 wen u needed sum1 but wen u really needed sum1.. u found out tt theres no one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish n i really wish... tt ppl wud stay... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n be there for evrieone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-7894817361181242378?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/7894817361181242378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=7894817361181242378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7894817361181242378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/7894817361181242378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/06/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-365042792107556464</id><published>2009-04-21T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:50:03.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saviour..</title><content type='html'>I guess... patience is really a virtue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        n that patience will bring out the best in evriting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             even though i just learnt hw to really wait.. im happy tt i have suceeded.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    almost 4 mths... n since tt.. only on person tt i really really have fallen for..yes there r sum tt i had a crush on... but only to one person tt i really2 fell for.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          he is oso d one tt made me changed my ways.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   most of the tyme.. its  only his calls im waiting for..his msgs... &lt;br /&gt;i learnt alot from him..he is also the one tt made me realize who i am actuali n who i was eons ago.. n he owaes push me to do my best.. he wants nth but the best for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      my mum noes bout him.. even though we r nt together...my mum tinks we r..funny ting..hahaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          but i do wish it happens.. well my mum approved of me talking to him... but she dun blieve tt we r jsut frens n tt we have nt met each other.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    but i dun understand..he wants me to meet him... but wen i ask him to accompany me.. he does not want to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  im confused..seriously..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-365042792107556464?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/365042792107556464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=365042792107556464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/365042792107556464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/365042792107556464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/04/saviour.html' title='saviour..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-8730367137578178083</id><published>2009-04-16T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:53:34.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shud i go public??</title><content type='html'>Photos first kae peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef793RlbRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8QRyPxprVNw/s1600-h/shazri+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef793RlbRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/8QRyPxprVNw/s320/shazri+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325502124617198866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shazri a.k.a Ajitoto... hahha craziest-sweet-funny-hot tagged friend who now is friends wif my bestfriends.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79nDO97I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mkHhiwUktWA/s1600-h/P4060163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79nDO97I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mkHhiwUktWA/s320/P4060163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325502120262039474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79c5OMpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vP6iEnXofwQ/s1600-h/P4060156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79c5OMpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vP6iEnXofwQ/s320/P4060156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325502117535691410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79deat3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/D0-LPVOcVzk/s1600-h/P4060157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef79deat3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/D0-LPVOcVzk/s320/P4060157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325502117691701106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7Hn15oqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/R0q-UFne66w/s1600-h/P4060148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7Hn15oqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/R0q-UFne66w/s320/P4060148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501192761615010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HZxJBUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gKKr75agPEM/s1600-h/P4060144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HZxJBUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gKKr75agPEM/s320/P4060144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501188983555394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HIWoKMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8cX5hwuY-2Y/s1600-h/P4060141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HIWoKMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8cX5hwuY-2Y/s320/P4060141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501184308947138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HMMt3qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1MfdnLMZ1nk/s1600-h/P4060090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7HMMt3qI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1MfdnLMZ1nk/s320/P4060090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501185341120162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7G_zyfPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Jbv2YSaximA/s1600-h/P4060098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/Sef7G_zyfPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Jbv2YSaximA/s320/P4060098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325501182015339762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For bestfrens.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/6d/6d2dc1737ebc095736f3f1d12af66b35.png" border="0" alt="MyHotComments.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/graphics/34380"&gt;MyHotComments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br clear="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking if i should go public... hmmm wad do u tink....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-8730367137578178083?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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my hair to this or to the pic and remain having black hair of the previous post wif the highlights as well... ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant dcide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME SOMEONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4926217489483623?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4926217489483623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4926217489483623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4926217489483623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4926217489483623'/><link 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SeQyJhxhr2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZwlgkIEsU_0/s1600-h/emo+girl+highlights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SeQyJhxhr2I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZwlgkIEsU_0/s320/emo+girl+highlights.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324435798725078882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to the gal above.. im just using her hair highlights for example.. any comments?? if i do it lyk the above pic?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw tinking of higlighting my hair...shud i... im waiting for it to grow as well...so0o slow sia... &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isit true that im fickle? lyke wad izzah says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i wish i knew bout myself more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtyms it feels lyke i dun even noe who i am... or wad i want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let ppl dcides for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all i noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been tt way cause wadeva i want i dun seem to get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt shud prove a point to those hu owaes says i get wadeva i want n i can get any guy i want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y does ppl owaes tinks tt i hav an easy life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y do they tink tt i owaes get wad i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y do they tink tt i get the guy whom i like...( if tis is true.. ill be getting hot hunks queueing for me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i dun really make my own stand.. its nt i dunnoe hw to.. but i just cant be bothered.. but if im right then i will take the stand... if nt  i wnt be bothered...y prolong d matter... if prolonging doesnt solve aniting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel very comfortable wif him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were just net frens.. den sms fren..den calling fren..den..&lt;br /&gt;it leads to frequent night calls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cud basically talk about aniting...seriously...aniting...&lt;br /&gt;frm fugu(pufferfish) n oso banks... n oso the weather...and our fav topic as well is the clouds...tts y i name him clouds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   after 3 mths of being frens...he hinted to me yest tt wwe shud meet... but i didnt get it..until he said it directly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but im scared tt i really2 fall for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n seriously he is too good for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe the cliche line whereby wen a guy or a gal wants to brk wif their partners or even when they found sum1 new they will owaes say.. its nt u its me...u r too good for me..&lt;br /&gt;but seriously..he is too good for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is the way he takes care of me..his care n concern as a fren... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tinking of getting him a wallet...&lt;br /&gt;he says he does not used it..&lt;br /&gt;but i tink he shud... &lt;br /&gt;n im oso tinking of getting a frame wif a picture of the after rain clouds or a sunset clouds... wif fugu n robot... hahaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i miss bestfren...i miss sottb... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oso... i will miss clouds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg off to kl tonite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha im sad... but will clouds be sad?? i dunnoe...he sounds sad...but i dunnoe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ill just let it be now...clouds is just diffrent...he isnt even interested to get to noe anione... they way he talks is different...the tings tt we talk about is oso diffrent.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; signing off.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back on sun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week will be gg to 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/&gt; update again soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-2169359187571813430?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/2169359187571813430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=2169359187571813430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2169359187571813430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2169359187571813430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/03/dum-dee-dee-dummm.html' title='dum dee dee dummm'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-3763257270544053974</id><published>2009-03-12T00:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:29:47.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>Seriously evrieone..i tink the whole werld noes tt izzah is my bestfren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but theres this 3 gals who r special to me.. fyza, syiqa n sammie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we went tru alot in sec sch.. understand each other.. but distance n new ppl n commitment pull us apart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   during our 1st yr.. the other 3 has new clicks.. i was d only one hu stayed.. i tried to bring all of them together.. to go out.. but they were bz..n i understand tt they have new commitments.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  soon as my effort was lyk gg down the drain.. i dcided to move on.. but i only move on wif 1 person..izzah.. shes lyk the one whom i owaes meet go out wif..spend all my tyme wif her.. but i still talk to the others..casually meet wen ders lyk special occasions..which is rare.. soon i really gave up ..but i still have them in my mind n in my heart... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    wif the probs that i face the past 2 yrs... i cudnt get them involved..not wif the kind of company tt im with.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; now i have leave tt life n i wish to bring us back together..but it is so0o dificult.. cos they  say yes n suddenly they just cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i wont give up..ill try again.. even if it hurts me.. or even if it makes me cry evry nite... the value of the frenship is bigger than aniting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but i noe izzah understand..n she noes tt we wont be separated no matter wad.. cos our frenship is engraved in our heart.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   n i wish for the four of us to b together again as sottb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-3763257270544053974?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/3763257270544053974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=3763257270544053974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3763257270544053974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3763257270544053974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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the guys reply..&lt;br /&gt;isit true tt sumtyms u can't follow wad others say? &lt;br /&gt;u hav to follow wif ur heart.. cos the only person hu noes nest is urself..therefore the only person hu noes best is himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i hear this only one name popped up in my head.. Amirul.. i hav no idea y... haiyo..nvm forget it.. moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gg crazy..3 posts in one dae...im bored tts y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-1725199635823172204?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1725199635823172204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1725199635823172204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1725199635823172204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1725199635823172204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/03/izzah-help.html' title='Izzah help!!!'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-6822889762330541532</id><published>2009-03-01T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:53:03.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>Letting go...i just realize tt i hav not let go of my 1st real love.... Aidil.. but im truly trying my best to let go of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As egoistic as i can be..i realizes it nw.. tt all my rships failed is nt entirely due to the guy.. it was also due to me.. i was the problem..i hav not let go of tt love for him.. maeb tts the reason y i cud not love amirul fully or as sincerely as i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  if i was given a 2nd chance..i would like to apologize to amirul.. n be his again.. but i noe it wont happen..theres no means of contacting him nw... nth at all.. so0o i will just let it go.. if really its meant to be..then it is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As for aidil.. i am really2 letting the feeling go.. he is happy wif her.. even though i am angry bout evriting..i just hav to let it go in order to move on n frm nw on take it slow..really2 slow.. wadeva it is.. if there is one sincere person in tis world who will want to have me.. be it... ill just let tings go wif the flow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for nw my head is hurting ahaha... dunnoelah..my guy boss put tis incent tingy for buddhist prayers or sumting... evrieone in the office cant stand it.. (not being racist or aniting.. i still respect tt it is his religion and is his believe.) the office is air-conditioned of course..so0o the smell sticks around for a very long tyme n it rides up to the head... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     moving on moving on moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        i just want someone who would be my fren.. n will be an honest and sincere fren to me.. (other than izzah.. i tink u shud noe wad kind of friend im talking about)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-6822889762330541532?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/6822889762330541532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=6822889762330541532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/6822889762330541532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/6822889762330541532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-4431860879184979384</id><published>2009-03-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:48:21.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haisho</title><content type='html'>its getting worst...i just have to endure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  now i miss izzah alot...n i really mean alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im sry fikri&lt;br /&gt;im sry hidayat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im really sry to hafiz...izzah...iskandar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to drag all of u into tis...she's lyk tt..evrieone is lyk tt..they like to make small ting bcome big..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u lah izzah..haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hav to endure for 1 mth..den back at sch n im able to meet u zah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ok zah...part yg fikri in the previous post kan  aku blh cair..but lex..chill aku masih keras lagi...ahha...hati aku masih keras..&lt;br /&gt;haha..psl aku tk tau hati die cmne pe..hahah... perigi tk cari timba.. tapi die terlalu baek utk aku... hahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rindu ko nurul' izzah bte omar.&lt;br /&gt;nth can separate us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4431860879184979384?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4431860879184979384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4431860879184979384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4431860879184979384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4431860879184979384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/03/haisho.html' title='haisho'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-4503167768981849585</id><published>2009-02-26T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:29:04.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la dee daa</title><content type='html'>isn't there anione in tis world who is honest n single... ??? haha...someone who wouldnt lie at all... who is honest in his rship or wen knowing someone new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         im tired of all tis... like evry single person who knows me..must lie to me... haiyo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..wed met up wif the fav 4...hahah...another half was already dah...wait for hafiz..as usual late..we were at tw mac..as usual...syam was workingtt night... then we went off to lot..meet is..den wen to sit at 35 sumting..haha...talk crap...den izzah realize she left her ciggie box at mcd..she was super sad n werried..den fikri came...haha..as usual..they moment we meet..we cudnt stop talking..hahha.. den went to lot 1 again...funny convo...haha is is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n is convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is: kwn ko tu dulu sec mane?&lt;br /&gt;me: umm..chestnut..&lt;br /&gt;is: oh..psl muke die mcm kwn aku.&lt;br /&gt; (is turns to fikri)&lt;br /&gt;is: muke mcm ubai.&lt;br /&gt;me: name die kan ubaidul fikri..(walked towards izzah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: zah..hahah... ade is ckp muke fikri mcm ubai..dah tentu die ubaidul fikri...lagi leh ckp muke die mcm ubai..&lt;br /&gt;izzah laugh like hell...n is paisey like hell..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fikri: name ko sape? &lt;br /&gt;is: ryan iskandar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me   n izzah: perasaan!!!hahah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   so0o to cheekylicious, ryan iskandar n apiz...i love u all...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     yest went to sch..den bb.. slack till 7 plus..den met fikri..he sent me hme... 1st tym ever.. n sumting happen..ahha..i dun even blieve lah.. haha...wen crossing the road..he grabs my hand n crossed.. then we had to walk tis dark path.. n as i have night blindnes...n he know bout it..he held my hand n lead me tru..hshaa..send me till my house... haha...ajaib... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        cant wait to meet the fav 4 again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go out wif fikri todae..but i nt sure if i can go or nt..wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at werk again... bored... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adiosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4503167768981849585?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4503167768981849585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4503167768981849585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4503167768981849585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4503167768981849585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-dee-daa.html' title='la dee daa'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-2720937430589724122</id><published>2009-02-24T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:27:43.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old</title><content type='html'>I am freakingly old....hahaha...tis yr is the last year of my teenage life.. 1 more year and i will have the big fat 2 in front of my age...haisho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  yest was quite great...ahha..my love or shall i call her another half went to meet her bf..haha..sammie join us yest...hahah..us will refer to the favourite 2... haha.. Is n hafiz...hahaa...zah..we shud call ourselves the favourites haha or favourite 4...hahah... we just favour the companion of one another..ahhaha... niwaes chilled at sammies den off to lot to eat tako.. den off to bb.. den meet bobby at bb for awhile.. den pool-ed...den hme... mummy n aunty's bdae... yes our bdaes r just one dae apart..haha...cool or what..ahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach hme...bathe etc...den at 8 plus my sis n cousin aunty wif her daughter eesha..barge into the house..ahha..eesha holding a cake..nayahahaa...surprise sia..1 cake for the two oldies...n 1 cake for me..ahhaha... cute or wad... den clebrate for a moment..ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Robot aka hidayat called me...we talked crapped all the wa..but he is lyk super cute..as in in terms of the way  he talks...haha..n he told me tt he is freakingly tall...189...lyk wad the hell...hahah...giant!!!! nyahahaha..wad to do.. its in his genes.. n sumting is telling me he is mixed.. hahah... weneva he says r..or any werds wif r..will make me smile...haha..r karat..but he manages to say it in a way tt it sounds like an eng slangs...hahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  our conversation on the phone before we used to talk lyke long hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robot: Hello ayu ade?&lt;br /&gt;me: ye robot? hidayat kan?&lt;br /&gt;robot: ye..haha..&lt;br /&gt;me: oh..ok..&lt;br /&gt;robot: uat ape?&lt;br /&gt;me: baring2&lt;br /&gt;robot: nk tdo eh? &lt;br /&gt;me: soon uh y?&lt;br /&gt;robot: oh..ok gi tdo..bye.nytes&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? oh ok..nytes... tdo ni... bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot toot toot...hhaha..n he hangs up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest funny convo wif robot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:robot r u watching suria? &lt;br /&gt;robot: no.. okto.&lt;br /&gt;me:oh...got cartoon? &lt;br /&gt;robot:no lh.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh gt icarly&lt;br /&gt;robot:no.. now watching ,myth busters( according to wad i heard was -knees busters).&lt;br /&gt;me: (did not hear properly) knees busters? huh? wad isit about? the bust their knees? &lt;br /&gt;robot:(did not hear properly oso) yarh sumting lyk tt..they do experiment to prove if its wrong or true.to prove the myth(i hear knees)&lt;br /&gt;me: oh... for wad sey..&lt;br /&gt;robot: dunnoe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 10 mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: r u watching that knees busters? &lt;br /&gt;robot: yup.. still watching myth busters..they just prove a myth wrong. &lt;br /&gt;me: myth? huh?&lt;br /&gt;robot: yelah myth..thats y its called myths busters.&lt;br /&gt;me: cn u spell tt?&lt;br /&gt;robot:M.Y.T.H.S &lt;br /&gt;me: oh myths..lol...hhaha..i heard knees..&lt;br /&gt;robot: huh? spell:&lt;br /&gt;me: K.N.E.E.S. knees lutut.&lt;br /&gt;robot:lerh.pekak pulak...&lt;br /&gt;me: haha..sorry slh dgr lh..&lt;br /&gt;robot: mrepek mrepek... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaha..kekek siol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at werk...someone bring me out tis wkend pls..i nid enjoyment..haha...niwaes  fikri suppose to bring me out on fri..haha..buying my bdae present pe fik? hahha..i cnt blieve it..hahhaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my syg alot....u noe hu u r my another half..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw thx to those who wished me..nyahahaha...other half was d first amon the rest of the friends to msg me..ahhaha... thx syg.. den fizah..den sammie.. den bobby...den fikri..padahal he waslyk chatting wif me since 10 pm..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thx ppl...will go out together soon kae..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-2720937430589724122?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/2720937430589724122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=2720937430589724122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2720937430589724122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2720937430589724122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/old.html' title='old'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-3778275170813946654</id><published>2009-02-22T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:45:26.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>at werk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of tings has been happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a huge mistake...but i think it can be mend..shud b...hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw im tinking of settling down.. am i really ready?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let time tells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes 2 more daes to 19...haisho..so0o old...hahahah..i dun even noe hw i am clebrating it...tis yrs bdae seems very quiet... hahaha...but tis yr is difrent. 2nd yr  clebrating w/o any bf...hahaha... its ok...i have izzah..hopefully she is free to go out wif me.. n hopefully she didnt forget..cos tis sat she oredi has a date..so0o i guess hav to chaNGE plans another dae lorh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update soon..nid to sart werk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yarh... gt shortlisted for SPF.. I dunnoe if it can be differed or nt...hopefully can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au reviour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-3778275170813946654?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/3778275170813946654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=3778275170813946654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3778275170813946654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/3778275170813946654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-6040161967111409541</id><published>2009-02-18T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:26:33.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>million apologies</title><content type='html'>Million apologies to izzah...i am serious... im really sorry izzah...i didnt mean to..plz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u forgive me plz... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              I am so0o SORRY MY SYG IZZAH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-5815859968178674330</id><published>2009-02-15T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:15:03.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and boredom kills</title><content type='html'>yest was ok... but quite stressful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  met up with izzah at teck whye...chilled for a moment.. then she have to meet her bf...then separated wif her..so0o decided to meet irfan n gang...which includes izwan... then i realized that my clips are with izzah..so0o i had to go town and meet her...reach there transfer the clips.. then wait for izwan... alot of tings happen..haisho..izzah fought wif her love.. irfan found out bout sonya...izwan got hurt cos seeing izzah n love.. then in the end i broke down cos cudnt take it anymore..being the middle person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     at nyte play pool..damn hilarious..it was fun wif them... den there was those sweet moments wif sum1..cant help but to fall for him..haiz...hhaha..went home together..then izwan called..we talked till 3am..then i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  now im at werk..1st dae..mak oi..call here call there...tiring... hahaha... ssum of them damn funny..some flirts sia...anyways..werking nw..will blog more tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i cant  help falling for u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-5815859968178674330?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/5815859968178674330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-4634769628928237902</id><published>2009-02-12T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:13:05.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bestfriend meet bestfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let the pics do the talking first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZTxi3mLiPI/AAAAAAAAADw/beyrG5LDY1I/s1600-h/Photo+1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZTxi3mLiPI/AAAAAAAAADw/beyrG5LDY1I/s320/Photo+1215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302128242663852274" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to bestfriends house... then at mcd...as usual...dunnoe where to go..nid to rush tru assignment...haisho...didnt go for test tis morng...25% gone...haisho...fail jgak sia...anyways... &lt;div&gt;had a very tiring dae yest.... but fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out wif irfan n frens together wif my the other half( nt refering to bf as i dun even hav one) watch them jamm.. then to jp... then  to cck chilled wif hafiz n fareez..then hme... started on my assignment... but then gt call frm irfan..lyn him n hear him out...then.. wan (richi) called hear his woes... then back to hearing irfan woes.. until 4.30...was doing my assignment while talking to them...then fell asleep at 4.30.. woke up at 7 todae...rush tru budgeting..print sum of the assignments until 8.50..rush to take taxi..ahve test at 9..in the end neva go...cos i broke down in the taxi... n then went to bff house...haisho... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  stress level gg up... sumtyms feel lyk givg up sch... haiz..1 more sem den project...hw can i handle tis...haisho... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  if only he knew...but i can bring myself to let him know.. &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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4634769628928237902?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4634769628928237902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4634769628928237902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4634769628928237902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4634769628928237902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/bestfriend-meet-bestfriend.html' title='bestfriend meet bestfriend.'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZTxi3mLiPI/AAAAAAAAADw/beyrG5LDY1I/s72-c/Photo+1215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-5477989650198484750</id><published>2009-02-11T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T05:10:31.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQfoVC1VbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_8JzQ8oA7Mc/s1600-h/11022009234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQfoVC1VbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_8JzQ8oA7Mc/s320/11022009234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301897439026173362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQfoBZbZjI/AAAAAAAAACw/PuyLvipu8-g/s1600-h/11022009226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQfoBZbZjI/AAAAAAAAACw/PuyLvipu8-g/s320/11022009226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301897433752233522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7ysUhII/AAAAAAAAACo/JdT3dWkUD3w/s1600-h/11022009248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7ysUhII/AAAAAAAAACo/JdT3dWkUD3w/s320/11022009248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896673890698370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7hQ991I/AAAAAAAAACg/ZQwfVpi9Ygs/s1600-h/11022009232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7hQ991I/AAAAAAAAACg/ZQwfVpi9Ygs/s320/11022009232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896669212571474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7cAZqGI/AAAAAAAAACY/UX1_VZLZSo8/s1600-h/11022009220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7cAZqGI/AAAAAAAAACY/UX1_VZLZSo8/s320/11022009220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896667800905826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7NSAaZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eTJD-C3eFvY/s1600-h/11022009217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe7NSAaZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eTJD-C3eFvY/s320/11022009217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896663848216978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe668czLI/AAAAAAAAACI/XgvzCvdfwfI/s1600-h/11022009216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQe668czLI/AAAAAAAAACI/XgvzCvdfwfI/s320/11022009216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896658925964466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was FUN...yes...Superb.. irfan woke  me up at 8.30..but i went back to sleep n woke up at 9..then rush to get ready..call izzah n wake her up..met up wif her at cck..haha..she was early..irfan was already waiting at the platform..haha.. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      izzah: hensem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     ayu: terlalu hensem sgt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha....went for check up then izzah just had to donate blood at HSA.. i guess she has too much blood in her body..hahah... irfan accompanied me to NDC waited till im done then off to find izzah..after tht we went to bugis to send irfan to skewl..ate at tong sen..den chilled at an alley bhind a building. then went off to cck to meet hafiz n fareez..slack ard till 7.. then off to home..feeling miserable.. ws supposed to do my assignment but ended up sleeping..at 12 am..irfan called tlked till bout 2.30pm..then gt a msg frm naz asking me to watch him play soccer on sun..leceh lah die nie..jauh lak tu..hahha at yusof ishak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  the msg sent to naz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: alah paisexpe(paisey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz: paisexpe tu ape &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: kua dge u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz:lah malu pulak..jgn tkt i tk mkn org..i byk ckp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: u knl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz: sape? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me:ape yg knal sape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz: kae..nvm.. 4get bout it. lmbt eply?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: i tertdo.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naz: u want to slip?go ahead lah.i want to slip but i cant..i really cant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-5477989650198484750?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/5477989650198484750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=5477989650198484750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/5477989650198484750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/5477989650198484750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/photos-galore.html' title='photos galore'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZQfoVC1VbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_8JzQ8oA7Mc/s72-c/11022009234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-1784136770342970650</id><published>2009-02-10T03:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:28:44.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shine upon me plz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZFtkzUk7AI/AAAAAAAAACA/q2GCxpd0l-A/s1600-h/07022009171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZFtkzUk7AI/AAAAAAAAACA/q2GCxpd0l-A/s320/07022009171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301138715411016706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bestfriend and me...hahah....i dun look chinese kae..its just the eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Boring dae... went tw just to buy u noe wad...then went to meet izzah..so0o blue todae...ahhaah... den went off to cck took train to jrg..izzah to wdls. i went to boon lay..pegi sane aimlessly..didnt even agree to meet anione..so0o dcided to give him a kol to wake him up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Went to his place...smpai je tdo...hahah.. prangai babi dtg... ate maggi.. den watch mein hoon na.. ok i shall give two thumbs up to tis hindi movie..hahah.. then watch traitor..so0o draggy at first but then  the climax was great... one thumbs up and a horizontal thumb(imagine ok) hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      told u todae was boring..hahah..even the post is..haha... anyways... cnt wait for tmr cos i noe tmr chilling out with bestfren and  brothers..hahah... habeslah duit gini.. hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/66877011939741193-1784136770342970650?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1784136770342970650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1784136770342970650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1784136770342970650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1784136770342970650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/shine-upon-me-plz.html' title='shine upon me plz..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SZFtkzUk7AI/AAAAAAAAACA/q2GCxpd0l-A/s72-c/07022009171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-8854818170475765477</id><published>2009-02-09T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:15:06.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>put me to sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Can i just sleep and nt wake up?? so0o emo..haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       today nth much happen..as usual..hilarious jokes and actions... n i was as usual the clown of the day.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      went to sch.. return equipment.. discuss here n there...went off to alif.. ate macaroni goreng.. sry izzah tk abes...full lah..hahaha... den as usual go csc..hahah.. the two of us being a snow queen.. as  we r sensitive to sun... we took a taxi to csc..haha...$3.20 sia... agak2 kene maki sia ngan apek..hahaha.. the ride was just like less than 5 mins...go straicht turn left n left again...there we r.. hahah...pathetic kan kite due..hahah.. played pool..nizam was der werking..haha..had a small interview session by him..haha...dah mcm police..interogate org..haha.. and as usual win by default.. but i did win ok wif my own effort... nizam nearly forget my ic again..or as usual sngaje lupe.. hahah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the conversation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayu: Nari tk keje yg full time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nizam: Tk.. mlm baru.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayu: asal mlm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nizam: psl keje DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayu: Ape J? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzah: hahahahaha lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayu: oh DJ..ahaha...sry2... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nizam: shakes head n smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...too many funny convo n oso the part where i gt iritating wif him by asking him alot of y questions n him layan-ing me...hahha answering to each single question.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more incident tt became the joke of the dae..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was standing by the pool table.. there was another group playing oso  bsyd us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy: Excuse me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: oh..sorry so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy: look at me one kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzah: hahah...sorry so much? wad the hell. tk pnah sak aku dgr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: hahah... aku terpranjat trus terckp sia.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me izzah fareez n hafiz lol lyk hell n cudnt stop..hahah... since when is there such a phrase..sorry so much.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw zah..he was nt checking me out...he was checking u out ok... hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den went to chill at our usual under the void deck..played heart attack.haha..nt as violent as the one at ecp..phew... ciggies were lyk free flow..haha..then farid called me.. met him at west mall.. so0o dun look like 21.. hahah but a cool dude..easy going.. sweet smile..wif dimples..hahaha tap tatoo.. mak ai..haha.. 6 or more maeb..but overall ok lah..at least tk fanatik..hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lost in taiti again..hahah as usual.. den went off to bbdc.. a super short trip.. like waste tyme pegi sane..but cos of hafiz.. i shall shut up..ahahah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; tmr baking oreo cheescake hopefully menjadi..insyaallah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    paint me a rainbow n sing me a song..im yours? haha.. if u r ok for me.. im damn choosy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/66877011939741193-8854818170475765477?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/8854818170475765477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=8854818170475765477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8854818170475765477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8854818170475765477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/put-me-to-sleep.html' title='put me to sleep'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-2992440470390214796</id><published>2009-02-08T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T06:56:04.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SY7yWcZOhDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/di8l-WNj5W8/s1600-h/Photo+1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SY7yWcZOhDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/di8l-WNj5W8/s320/Photo+1195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300440278854698034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;new fringe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SY7yGCd5hKI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Bw3oZdNWYo/s1600-h/Photo+1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SY7yGCd5hKI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Bw3oZdNWYo/s320/Photo+1090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300439997017064610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old fringe&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which do u prefer?? haha... i cant dcide which 1 is better..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or shud i perm my hair again...&lt;br /&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;       paint me a rainbow  and sing me a song..im yours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          im nt kidding... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      but its more than just tt... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tis past few daes was hell.. fri.. rush for filming frm wdlands.. after watching the wedding game..boring show... reach upp serangoon there for filming...all went well..it took only 1 take and for less than an hour. Victor and Carmen are super nice... to tink of it most of our future might be in his hands...hahah... ..&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;      i miss sum1..alot..&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/66877011939741193-2992440470390214796?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/2992440470390214796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=2992440470390214796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2992440470390214796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2992440470390214796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/colours.html' title='colours'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SY7yWcZOhDI/AAAAAAAAAB4/di8l-WNj5W8/s72-c/Photo+1195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-866155925856667127</id><published>2009-02-02T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:15:57.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all is gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SYkyOEdZ7-I/AAAAAAAAABo/5EGWR99aa00/s1600-h/Photo+1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SYkyOEdZ7-I/AAAAAAAAABo/5EGWR99aa00/s320/Photo+1131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298821653874733026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Yes.. all is gone... i am not wif him now.. n i am happy as i can be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          But... i do have someone new in lyfe now...Things wif him are ok.. but his insecurities towards me are just too much. I guess tts wad happen if u r a hotstuff!! hahah..kidding... I guess tt is wad happen if u hav too many guy frens and ur old lifestyle  haunts u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         First of all..i changed alot now tt im wif tis new guy...n i really mean change.. Theres no other guys..no more blind dates..no more meet-ups.. N i dun even need to lie to him to go anywhere.. hahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Enuf of him.. now my bff...NURUL'IZZAH BTE OMAR.. i cant live without her...hahah...shes like half of my soul,my body and my heart. Wherever she is, i am there... wherever i am, she is there....hahaha... LEsbian couple we are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             YOu know when people says that if they could turn back time they would do this and that.. But if anyone ask me.. My ans would be no.cos if i turn back time, i wudnt be able to meet izzah.. wont be able to have a wonderful time..and wouldnt be happy for the rest of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       School life has been terrible...haha...as usual.. skip here n there..nearly get debarred...but luckily for appeal given a 2 nd chance...haisho... anyways... projects are really2 annoying..especially  3D...haisho..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; anyways..looking forward for the holidaes... no more school...wee... 3 mths..den  3rd year... so0o fast...haisho..1 whole sem of school... then 1 whole sem of project....hahah...tortorous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/66877011939741193-866155925856667127?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/866155925856667127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=866155925856667127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/866155925856667127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/866155925856667127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-is-gone.html' title='all is gone'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sSihEYiScjo/SYkyOEdZ7-I/AAAAAAAAABo/5EGWR99aa00/s72-c/Photo+1131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-1433079530132412906</id><published>2008-09-17T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:44:28.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it scares me..therefore..repenting n changing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Yes my GPA scares the hell out of me. n i shall change myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          i always tink tt there was sumting missg in my life..i tout it was sum1 special... tts y i broke up alot... but nw then i realize...it wasnt my rship...it wasnt me..n it wasnt them...it was d feeling tt i lost...the feeling tt  i neglect...the feeling of stress n hardwerk... for 1 1/2 yrs i neglected my studies..nt doing my best... n still i pass... just wonder wad if i had study... at least a B?? or B+...better still maeb even A... haisho...i just threw evriting away..i myself dun even noe y...nw i just nid to strive..even if it means spending less tym wif him... i hav to stick to my plan..&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;      its either i catch the last plane...or miss it forever... pick an option...definitely the 1st one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-1433079530132412906?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1433079530132412906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1433079530132412906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1433079530132412906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1433079530132412906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-scares-methereforerepenting-n.html' title='it scares me..therefore..repenting n changing..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-977659163374439341</id><published>2008-09-17T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:29:04.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those rare moments..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       me: wad if i ahv to be far frm u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       him: i dun wan dat to happen,okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       me: even if its for my studies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       him: u can just study here in spore..i cant bear to be far away frm u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       me: ok syg..n u made me  cry..im so0o touched b..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       him: huh? y r u crying? wat did i say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       me: lagi u leh tanye..nvm..just tt i didnt noe tt u really2 love me alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      him: nw u know?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    n he is still oblivious to it.. n cn  change the firewerks mood into im a dumbass mood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-977659163374439341?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/977659163374439341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=977659163374439341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/977659163374439341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/977659163374439341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-those-rare-moments.html' title='one of those rare moments..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-1298694007349878051</id><published>2008-09-16T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:01:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>n all of us r in love....</title><content type='html'>&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                Ever wonder if sum tings r worth the wait???  well i did not exactly wait actualli...hhaha counting the multiples of tyms tt i gt in n out of rship...ahaha...&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;           anyways.... 1 1/2 yrs of frenship... lead to sumting more than tt.. couple.. i dun hav doubts in tis rship but im still trying to adapt to it...seriously... we hav been too long as frens..n being together means spending more tym... more talking tyms wif each other...  n etc... which i dun really lyk doing...haha...nt i purposely dun like..just tt nt in favour...due to the crampness n tiredness of my hand after sumtym..hahah... n i rather fill up my tym lazing ard... &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;        oops i actualli forgt to mention who i am with now... well he is AMIRUL.... yes... he is the guy hu  does not reply my msg weneva i msg him...  tts d guy...d guy tt i almost give up contacting..n the guy tt still strive to cntact me despite me ignoring him just to tell me his feelings  towards me... he may nt be the sweetest guy on earth.. but his  candid sweetness  at certain moments neva fail to melt me...n i prefer tis rship better than the rest...nt tt mushy nt tt romantic..yet it has its firewerks.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              he  may nt be my dream guy appearance wise...yet im still wif him... i guess looks does nt really matter... but he did help me.. he help me to realize wad i hav lost...looking good... even though if u r ok..u still nid to present urself better...hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          izzah is now wif azizi..like finally... nad so0on ot be wif dan... each of them looks gd together... tt rminds me... izzah ever said to me.. sumting lyk me n him lookg gd together as a couple... maeb she  is ryte..i dunnoe..ahaha...hopefully evriting goes well for the 3 of us.. n nad's dream came true...all of us falling in love together at the same tym...the trios BFF.. in love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    but im sure the three of us love each other more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         rmember gals... inseparable???  &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;quote of the day: if struggles means life than i rather live in my dreams.. &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/66877011939741193-1298694007349878051?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1298694007349878051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1298694007349878051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1298694007349878051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1298694007349878051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/09/n-all-of-us-r-in-love.html' title='n all of us r in love....'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-4980129088948841639</id><published>2008-08-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:52:40.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saying it to0o so00on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      N the same thing is going to happen again.....must waeva i say comes true-negatively that is for me.... i dunnoe... i mean i typed tt sentence out onto my shoutout..n 1 wk after tt it is really happening again...the same ting..the choices tt i hav to make xcept tt wif difrent ppl now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 A- knew him for 1 yr plus... trust him cos i know him inside out... n he knows me inside out...wad more can i ask for... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              M- knew him lyl 3 mths ago...gotten into tings wif him...the only tings i noe is tt he is a drugger.. n hopefully he is not nw...  he does hav a temper.. his sister is a supermodel..he loves his bike.. n he willing to pay aniting for me wen he has d money...= golddigger me?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 i dunnoe...seriously... all  ever wanted was for A to accept me for hu i am..i owaes tout he wanted to change me..n tt i cant accept.. he went ' missing' for an entire 2 whole months before looking me up...n tt 2 mths of 'gone missing'.. was his  'decision-making' getaway.   wad do i mean?? hmmm.... he took tt 2 mths to figure tings out between us... was he ready... was he really sure tt he wants me.. was he sure tt i was d one... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well all tt i can say is tt, it sure takes him a hell lot of tym to tink about it... 1yr to be exact... 1 yr to figure out tt he wants me to be his... n knowing him..i noe he is serious..n he wont play me out...he is nt tt kind... he noes my frens n family...he's cool wif evriting tt i do... n theres just tt sumting special... its called 'progression'..heard bout it?? the feeling is great... seriously... from frens to liking to love... u just hav tt sense of u noe tt sum1 n u can neva ever say tt  u do not noe hu ur boyfriend is... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally, gals complained tt their bf's r diffrent before n after they r together- negatively of course...but for A is the opposite... lets just say... we were really at frens level until he decided to come back  to look for me after he had already made up his mind... taxi fare...late nights at the doorstep....late nights call tt i ignore yet he keeps on calling..(i gt 10 miss calls frm him in less than 3 mins.)  but still he does rmain being the guy who goes dutch all the tym... but.. he says it wont be the same nw-fyi: sumtyms....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       M on the other hand...is difrent...a gentleman frm the start.... distance tear us apart... i mean .. im west...he is east... talking about poles apart in distance... we r poles apart in nature...but he is willing to accept me for hu i am...welll eventually after dating me for 2 wks... i cant blame him..he is skinny...n im as evrieone noes on the bigger side of the width- fat...hahah... well it is awkward for him to be wif sum1 lyk me....cos.. he lives wif a model, his ex-gf is hot n pretty according to him... as far as i noe.. hav no idea... one ting... he does love me... n again... isit true love???  i doubt so0o...y...ive neva ever tink tt i want him forever n im scared tt he wud change... i dun even tink i want anione forever...its too early to say it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    choices... a wrong decision can cos me my happiness in life... if to dcide based on my family's ideal kind of guy... M is a no-no..well they disapproved of him oredi.... A they hav known him since last yr...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     ok tis is making me frustrated...if my life was as simple as d advices tt i gave ppl... wudnt it be much more easier... tt is y i owaes say.. i help others in their love life...i comfort others...i help to werk tings out in their relationship...be their listening ear... wif advices...make them happy...but hipocracy does live in me... irony bestowed upon me.. juxtaposition stays wif me... as wadeva i advice to others.. cn neva ever be put into practice for my ownself cos it neva ever werks out..n im too scared to hurt ppl hu luv me... its so0o much easier to hurt sum1 tt u do not noe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         on a happy note...bbq was a blast...i fell twice... in frt of huge grp of i dunnoe might be gd looking guys...hahahaha its too dark i wasnt sure... but it was worth the fal...cos it was Fun..wif a capital F... i mean... wad cn be more fun then havg ur best grrl frens wif u..together wif ur best guy frens... hahah..n to tink tt they r open to us now... is the greatest ting...hahahah.....frog hunting...n tt was d first day tt i touch a frog...n i didnt even noe i was tt brave..hahhha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     thx izzah n nad for hearing me out...nad stay strg ok... dun let them fool u... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izzah sry kcau mase2 ko dgn azizi....hahahahah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fyza,syiqah n sammie.. i may not owaes b there for u... but u guys r owaes in my heart... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    izzah n nad- house bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sottb-sottp... u get wad i mean..hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purplemadness in nid of  a new purple love n purple heart wif a pinch of purple bears n flowers to fill her new purple life.... all the changes in my life...still purple rmains in me... forever....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and ni maknenye part aku dah mrepek)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x0x0... &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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4980129088948841639?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4980129088948841639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4980129088948841639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4980129088948841639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/4980129088948841639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/08/saying-it-to0o-so00on.html' title='saying it to0o so00on...'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-3316836733026487203</id><published>2008-08-19T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:13:13.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>ok lets see...&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;i noe ive nt been updating...very lazy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niwaes to summarize  my life wif my frens...the guys r alot closer to us nw...we r the maintain people....hahah..n badminton is our sport... training up to be national players...in our sleep...hhaha....&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niwaes...just watch tis myl telemovie.. apa kata hati... a rendition of the english movie  whereby  the guy can hear wadeva the girl is tinking...but tis is the other way round... the gal can hear wadeva a man is itnkg....but the plot of it was making me tink... If love song is suppose to bout love y must it be sad n heartbreaking.. cos tts wad love is bout...happiness n sadness.... but if a gal love sum1 so0o0 much...tt he means evriting to her...sumtyms its so0o hard to blieve n trust him...tt is wad tt makes the rship fall apart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as much as she tries to blieve in him...it gets more difficult.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im givg the last shot... after tis i really am gg to giv up..he is nice and all but my family dun seems to like him tt much... haiz... lame2 aku jadi anak dare tua kan kan kan...ahhah...kae selisih...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nad is gg tru wad i used to wen tru...nad keep urself strg kae... i am always here...izzah oso... just rmember...wif great companies..nth else matter.... im sure tt true luv is out der for u... btw...if he reallie is gg to be urs no matter wad...he is gg to come back to u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izzah...i wish u n zizi will be togetha one dae...just give him tym kae....n u will sure hav the best tym of ur lyf......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i keep on tinkg of tt person..i dunnoe y...but i just hav to let it go...afterall...he must hav sum1 else nw.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-3316836733026487203?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/3316836733026487203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=3316836733026487203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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  as the title says it all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunnoe tryng to get to noe him more...yes i admit i have fallen for him.., a gangsta wif a soft heart.... hes very kinder bueno...... haha hard on the outside but it melts wen u bite into it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as far as i noe him.. i lyk the way he is.. hes a softie to me... hajhaga.. lets just hope he is true...wadeva he tells me is true...&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    niwaes, i feel like im an elephant man...suffocated if i do the wrg tings...but luckily my gfs are all ard me... love all five of them lots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-1941824933541236396?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1941824933541236396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1941824933541236396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1941824933541236396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1941824933541236396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/07/hafashah.html' title='hafashah..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-6747018804996689746</id><published>2008-07-10T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:25:12.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and it burns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-6747018804996689746?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/6747018804996689746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=6747018804996689746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/6747018804996689746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/6747018804996689746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-it-burns.html' title='and it burns...'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-2293658377948978316</id><published>2008-07-10T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:32:25.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and it burns...</title><content type='html'>&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;        yes it burns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                but my whole body shivers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    the heat travels like adrenaline... as it race from the heart straight to my eyes n to my whole body....&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;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          nevertheless it wont stop me from loving him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                Muhd Rahmad....a.k.a Hazwan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-2293658377948978316?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-4264858433788300855</id><published>2008-07-06T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:48:38.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive dcided...</title><content type='html'>&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;    i dcide to be patient n wait patiently...i waited for 1 yr.......we fought,lost cntact...cntact...gd terms...fought n gd terms again...even my family noes bout him... &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;    Funny tings hav been happening lately... alot i mean...n alot of lesbian acts...hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kae shut up.. i nid to find jobs soon....&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;&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;&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;&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;missing evrieone... n i sumtyms wish..tings wud sail much more smoother than nw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-4264858433788300855?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/4264858433788300855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=4264858433788300855' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       Sch only for two daes...haha...&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              had a hell of a wk tis wk... i had two dates... Sobrie and Syed Ali...Sobrie maeb a hit off....but Syed ali... no no...But both..no sparkz... haiyo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               Niwaes...dyed my hair.. copper... but nw its red...haiyo.... izzah..haha dyed twice...aru klua..nad...wkakaka..jgn hrp satu color pon tkde...hahha... had fun..alot... two daes straight at my house...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         planning for a dress outing wif the sottb next wk...hmm...wad shud i wear??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              maeb cuttg my hair tmr... shud i??? i dunnoe.... hmm...hw??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                         which wud u choose.... meeting mat n minahs under the deck or banglas??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       ehem ehem..wads ur ans?? hahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Niwaes.. empty... tts wad i shall blog bout my feelings kae...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       tts all.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-2657558984237143201?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/2657558984237143201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=2657558984237143201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2657558984237143201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2657558984237143201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-tis-wk.html' title='love tis wk..'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-2854914166705847088</id><published>2008-07-01T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:29:30.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                     alot in my mind....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           Why?? what?When?How??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            All of this in my mind at this point of time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                n most ends wif a ?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                         n bulk of it r on the opposite sex..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                 BUt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      there's only one question that is important..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        WHY do I think TOO much????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          Whatever it is..... Its not too late and its never too late for aniting... &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/66877011939741193-2854914166705847088?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/2854914166705847088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=2854914166705847088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2854914166705847088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/2854914166705847088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/07/alot-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-8897632387912586382</id><published>2008-06-28T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:28:42.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birds flying high up in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         I'm like a bird.... Flying high up in the sky...nth can stop me except for the thinnest string that is pulling me down to the ground...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         I dun care wad others see me as..what ppl say bout me...the most important ting is that..im on the road to a new lyfe..a new me...  Wadeva black marks tt i have created..or wadeva bad memories tt i went tru will be put bhind n will be locked n nt to tink of it in the present n in the future...let it b a lesoon for me to learn... n improve myself to b sum1 better... &lt;/div&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/66877011939741193-8897632387912586382?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/8897632387912586382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=8897632387912586382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8897632387912586382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/8897632387912586382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/06/birds-flying-high-up-in-sky.html' title='birds flying high up in the sky'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66877011939741193.post-1292918743787882047</id><published>2008-06-27T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:21:00.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog...new post...wont be updating tt much...</title><content type='html'>&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Back to blogging.... but i tink as usual..will be lazy to update..n oso no one will noe bout tis blog..hehehhee will write more soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66877011939741193-1292918743787882047?l=its-purple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/feeds/1292918743787882047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66877011939741193&amp;postID=1292918743787882047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1292918743787882047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66877011939741193/posts/default/1292918743787882047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-purple.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-blognew-postwont-be-updating-tt.html' title='new blog...new post...wont be updating tt much...'/><author><name>purplemadness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515656119738993177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
