<?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-15063961</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:27:17.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Belong Together</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15063961.post-112615568839429721</id><published>2005-09-07T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:01:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hadirmu bak selembut sutera.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Meresap ke dalam naluri setiap insan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Membibitkan suatu pertemuan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Melahirkan suatu keajaiban perasaan yang sukar ditafsirkan..&lt;br /&gt;Sucinya sebuah percintaan, umpama salji yang meliputi separa alam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Kebersihan semurni jiwa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Kedinginan sesejuk hubungan cinta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Keikhlasan ibarat keutuhan warnanya..&lt;br /&gt;Pentas duniawi saksi perbicaraan antara dua insan yang memburu kasih sayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bicara romantis pengubat kerinduan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hamparan janji terukir di bibir terpahat di sanubari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Menanti suatu ketentuan..&lt;br /&gt;Bicara cinta membenihkan benang kejujuran yang bisa menguji pasangan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Antara realiti dan kepura-puraan tergugat kesetiaan tercabar keimanan..&lt;br /&gt;Cinta tiada akhirnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Kekal selama-lamanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Terlerai ikatan hanya sementara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bersua kembali bila tiba masanya....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112615568839429721?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112615568839429721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112615568839429721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112615568839429721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112615568839429721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/09/hadirmu-bak-selembut-sutera.html' title=''/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112590522369466476</id><published>2005-09-05T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:27:03.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hmm.. This week will be a boring week for mi.. Today, i had my first 'n' level paper which is malay... i nearly forgt that m having an important paper today.. i have been slacking alot... damn lots.. i can reali handle my problems alone.. its hard and painful.. my relationship with my parents is damn bad.. till wen can i have my attention frm them? next year? next decade? haiz.......... i want attention frm them.. m lacking of it....  now i can only rely on fauzi... but, this week he is busy werking frm morning till nite.. it will be difcult 4 us to meet.. ntha lah, i wana tell him that i hate him to werk for long hours... but what can i do?? i just need to be quiet and being alone without him by my side... life is realy unfair.. my parents only to give mi hukuman demi hukuman... without knowing the truth behind all this.. till wen i nid to feel like this? ist so sux without him by my side. will he ignore mi and kip mi aside as i know he will be tired frm werking? m sacrd that this will happen to mi... m helpless.. m cnfuse.. m in pain... where is my fren wen i nid them??? only she can understand mi, but i knw she also have her own problems.. i dun want to burden her with my probs... i reli dun knw what to do.... i just nid him, nid everything frm him... i jus hope that what i wish fer will come true.. i dun wana lose him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112590522369466476?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112590522369466476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112590522369466476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112590522369466476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112590522369466476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/09/thinking-again.html' title='thinking again'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112504284507085051</id><published>2005-08-26T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:54:05.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frm mi to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love is a thing shared by two..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love is what you feel for me and you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love is precious when its shared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love is danger when its dared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love wanders and searches for the one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love plays and just do it for fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love lets you hear love songs to emote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love lets you make sweet poems &amp;amp; a quote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love makes the world go around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love makes us happy if the one we love is finally found..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love turns the world upside down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love cheers us never with a frown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love makes you cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love sacrifices and says goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love has its own reason and time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love can make someone you love "mine"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love makes a person kiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love makes a person miss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love is experienced by all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love conquers when you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112504284507085051?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112504284507085051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112504284507085051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112504284507085051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112504284507085051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/frm-mi-to-you.html' title='Frm mi to you'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112504263378826340</id><published>2005-08-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:50:33.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My love is like an ocean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It goes down so deep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; My love is like a rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Whose beauty you want to keep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My love is like a river, that will never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; My love is like a dove, with a beautiful message to send. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My love is like a song, that goes on and on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My love is like a prisoner, it's to you that I surrender..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112504263378826340?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112504263378826340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112504263378826340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112504263378826340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112504263378826340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/love-poem.html' title='Love poem'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112455192667351897</id><published>2005-08-20T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T08:35:00.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi and him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is my bro b'dae.. He is turning 12.. haha. Hmm, i miss him!! hie werking today aand its also hard fer mi to hang on the phone with him.. m feeling down this few days.. having bad tyms with my parents and also did not mit him.. =,( i just have to remain myself cool.. Fauzi.. i miss ur smile, ur touch and in other werds "i miss u"..&lt;br /&gt;How bout u eh?? hmm.. today, didn go out, sitting all the day long at home.. bored to death.. hhhhhaaaaaaiiiizzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, m tired and wana slip.. before sliping, wana talk to him 1st..&lt;br /&gt;Hope i dream of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one puisi fer him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sinar dimatamu bagai kerlipan bintang di agkasa..&lt;br /&gt;Wajahmu seindah purnama yang menghiasi kelam malam..&lt;br /&gt;Aku terpesona dengan gaya dan tingkah lakumu..&lt;br /&gt;Tutur bicaramu meyentuh sukmaku..&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satu, jejaka yang ku impikan&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu..&lt;br /&gt;Sering sahaja bayangan menyapa pandanganku..&lt;br /&gt;Sukar untukku lupakan senyuman dibibirmu..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, indahnya saat tika bersamamu..&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satu jejaka impianku..&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kamu,fauzi ku syg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112455192667351897?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112455192667351897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112455192667351897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112455192667351897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112455192667351897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/mi-and-him.html' title='mi and him'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112383469646549611</id><published>2005-08-12T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T01:18:16.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAiz...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday.. was the fuckest day... i fetch him frm werk ard 6 plus.. Thinking to go out to pasar mlm at jeast together... but everything that i have planed, was ruined... Haiz.. we reached his place and then suddenly his mum asked mi and him to follow them(his mum,sis and bro) to his gandma hse at B.panjang.. i was like "HUH???" i told him that i wana go to pasar mlm to buy sum things but he told mi that it have closed down.. so i thot, the remaining hours, i can spend with him cos i wana take this chnce cos he is always busy with his werk and trainings.. Tapi, end up.. he agreed to follow his mum to his grandma hse.. i was like 'DUH'. i was wasting my time fetching him frm werk and at last, he went out with his family.. Merepek nye!!! We went to MR TEH TARIK for dinner (kakak die belanje).. after eating, we took the same cab.. they fetch mi hm 1st and then they went to B.panjang.. he was really annoying and i feel like he was only think bout himself.. i just let the matter rest and if i kept thinking bout it summore, cnfirm gunung meletup nye... haiz.. fauzi, fauzi.. i relli dun noe what to say.. just now, early in the morning... i mit him before going to skool to pass him sumthing.. sumthing did happened when zura and nuris was there... i prefer not to mentioned it.. tadi was my 1st prelim paper.. (malay) the paper was ok lah.. the exam location was at condo 1.. fulamak... air con die buat org tido je... haha =) i did sleep wen finished doin my paper just now.. he msg mi a make a mi smile.. thks dear.. love u!! hah.. eventhough we often fight, but we mend it up so quickly.. thats wat i like.. now m waiting fer his call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacez out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112383469646549611?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112383469646549611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112383469646549611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112383469646549611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112383469646549611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiz.html' title='HAiz...'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112367771845856601</id><published>2005-08-10T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T05:42:25.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi aLone??????????/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My family had just came back from indonesia yesterday.. a family of 5 and 1 lady from indonesia,mkn angin here.. they sleep at my place.. Kinda crowded sey my hm.. Pretty tired cos layan guests katekan.. Haiz.. Today is fauzi 1st day werking.. frm morning till evening.. Hmm.... i just at home nand lazed ard.. At werking, he had takraw training at 8pm.. i felt left out.. its like he is busy with his own life.. m thinking on how can i face the comings day with him busy with hi own things... he is werking on weekdays and his training is almost everyday too.. how??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i cant really ans.. we can just meet on weekends.. i think i need to adapt this tremendous change.. its like we cant always meet like what we did before his werking.. tkpelah, its fer his own gud jgk.. at least he have his own income and can help his family rather than he just sitting at hm, does do anything and cant expect money to just fall down frm the sky rite.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i must always look on the bright side.. 'N' level prelim is this fri.. i haven really prepare.. Haiz.. its like there a lots of things to do.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah.. will be updating my blog 2moro..&lt;br /&gt;miss him lots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112367771845856601?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112367771845856601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112367771845856601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112367771845856601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112367771845856601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/mi-alone.html' title='Mi aLone??????????/'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112351975957966846</id><published>2005-08-08T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:49:19.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its been 4 days my family had went to indonesia, living mi alone.. Luckily theres my hubby whu is always by my side.. If not, ku tak tao lah?? Hmm.. I felt happy la my family is not ard... Like totally have the freedom gitu... Gerek tu gerek jgk tapi rindu tu, haiz.. Tak leh angkat!! Today, went to the bank with fauzi as he want to open an account.. Pastu, go eat at long john silver (jurong entertainment).. Ramai sey bdk pakai baju merah tadi.. Maklumlah, celebrate national DAY!!!!! Ank singapura mah.. Tao tak pe... We went to the library, return and borrow books.. Went home, tido.. Mkn.. Then wait fer my adik sedare (herman) to come... Fauzi went to his takraw trainng leaving mi and herman at home.. Was damn bored today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REal bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haiz.................. Wiating fer fauzi to come over to my place but he was damn late.. Wana watch entity.. Nk tgk ngn herman, but kinda feel scared.. Kalo ader fauzi, leh peluk die kalo takut.. HEhe.. (",) Understand, understood jelah.. U know, i know.. TomoRroW is SIngaPore BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112351975957966846?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112351975957966846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112351975957966846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112351975957966846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112351975957966846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/life.html' title='LiFE?'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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-15063961.post-112307532192136333</id><published>2005-08-03T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T06:23:47.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today, goin school as per normal.. tired sey eventhough i sleep early last night.. i thought have a hair cut but my dad forgot to give mi money.. DUHHH... Then i ask ina to cut fer mi my frindge.. after skol, fauzi mit me outside skol and we went to ina's place together wth her.. Si Raidah lak mane tah die pg.. We reached ina's place and she cut my hair.. i was nervous at first but my hair turns out ok... (kalo rambut aku cacat, jage kau ina!) we was lazying in her house, downloading things frm her comp when Raidah called mi n said taht she wana cum.. We went hm bout 4.30pm.. fauzi had to rushed cos he have a takraw game at Bedok sports hall, jauh sak.. DUHHH... Thot of going but he told mi that the game will end late.. So, tak jadi lah.. Eventhough i have being with him fer about a year plus but i NEVER watch him play takraw.. Hehe.. :) He have watch mi run and play netball but i NEVER watch him play takraw before.. *wink* Upon reaching home, i bath and eat then leh tertido lak tym ngh aring2.. i didn even wish him good luck fer his game.. Hmm.. Sori b...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow i have a captains ball (qualifying round).. Hope we can qualify... But unfortunately i cant send fauzi sis and his aunt to the airport as they r going to Australia.. Cool HUH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15063961-112307532192136333?l=dayahleong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/feeds/112307532192136333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15063961&amp;postID=112307532192136333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112307532192136333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15063961/posts/default/112307532192136333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayahleong.blogspot.com/2005/08/duh.html' title='Duh..'/><author><name>Belong Together</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02869113457331986342</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>
