<?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-807808382965573408</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:57:09.138+08:00</updated><category term='im sorry'/><category term='HUMPTY DUMPTY'/><category term='Superboy ♥.'/><category term='i need you'/><category term='it went go round and round'/><category term='it sucks.'/><category term='Im not okay.'/><category term='i miss'/><category term='still'/><category term='lucky in love with my enemy'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='i love being with you.'/><category term='Its time to let u go'/><category term='trying to find the answers'/><category term='i love my boyfriend'/><category term='i missed you'/><category term='i love the attention people gave it to me.'/><category term='i missed him badly.'/><category term='Hit me to the ground'/><category term='fuck all this shit'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Beat in my heart'/><category term='im gong to do my part and i need yours tooo.'/><category term='it sucks'/><category term='pretending im okay'/><category term='new skin'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='I MISS YOU'/><title type='text'>DIENNAUCCI</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8592621217364534149</id><published>2010-10-30T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:00:59.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TMvK46cF6II/AAAAAAAAA-A/MU-LucC_wtM/s1600/184488714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TMvK46cF6II/AAAAAAAAA-A/MU-LucC_wtM/s320/184488714.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday , kak mimy . May your wishes all come true &amp;amp; may always happiness filled in your life. I LOVE YOU ALOT &amp;amp; ABG FAI TOO &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; IMELDA .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never i forget all of you even i got nothing to do with him anymore :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yesterday was a blast . Awesomeeeee time I had .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did disappoint the boy because the stupidness thing that ive done yesterday but im so sorry . I just cant help it . Promised its gonna be my last and for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you badly , Muhd Ridzuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; its gonna be FIRST NOVEMBER sooooon ; Hurry Hurry :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-8592621217364534149?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8592621217364534149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8592621217364534149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8592621217364534149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8592621217364534149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-kak-mimy.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TMvK46cF6II/AAAAAAAAA-A/MU-LucC_wtM/s72-c/184488714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4308962038706981850</id><published>2010-10-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:38:22.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Im sorry for being at worst . Im sorry for being stupid , at times. Im sorry that i couldnt be the best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;amp; Im sorry ive caused you troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Bottomline ; i know im a troublemaker .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;We had a stupid arguments just now &amp;amp; i dont know why or what makes it started off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I was touched afterwhich ive received his text saying that ; im priceless for him . I felt like im an important person for him . Well , guys. What do you expect . They just love saying sweet stuffs to girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;But honestly , im having doubts on loving him because of something that i kept to myself &amp;amp; no one knows .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Give me a lil bit time for me to adjust everything between us , &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Again , Im sorry for everything that happens today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;amp; im barely sorry for not picking up your calls just now before you're off to tekong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Take care of yourself , love. &amp;amp; you know i'll always misses you much and i'll always behaved myself when you're away :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;amp; im so gonna graduate soon. In a few weeks time, i guess . I just cant wait to end school. Im too tired to go school and too tired waking up so damn early in the morning , just to dragged myself to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4308962038706981850?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4308962038706981850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4308962038706981850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4308962038706981850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4308962038706981850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-sorry-for-being-at-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-6037540285965841595</id><published>2010-10-17T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:21:37.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp5usPkE8I/AAAAAAAAA98/Kzm_YE1j_Vo/s1600/37122_167744833236115_100000017991100_571809_5816628_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp5usPkE8I/AAAAAAAAA98/Kzm_YE1j_Vo/s320/37122_167744833236115_100000017991100_571809_5816628_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sorry for the late updates , people. Am too busy with school/preparation for the renovating house and also with my loved ones too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Hmm , let me see what should i blog about ;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Life was good and school seems so boring days by days. &amp;amp; hella yeah my birthday's coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I swear , i hate to be seventeeen :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Birthday , hurry hurry pleaseee &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Yesterday was awesomee. Meet the boy and i didnt expect that he could drive due to___________. Only me knows about it. So , it shall be a little secret between me &amp;amp; the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;As usual , i was eager to meet him when comes to weekends. Know why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Because i missed him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I &amp;lt;3 when it comes to weekends because that's the only date that i could meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Now , i know what it feels like being with someone whom serving his National Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes i had a great time too last weekend with the boy &amp;amp; friends. Its so funny when i knew his friend's girlfriends. Small world , huh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I swear we really had a great time together , laughing our ass out non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Pictures are all on FB , people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Here are the people whom loves me for what i am &amp;amp; not for what i have. I &amp;lt;3 you , guys alot &amp;amp; thanks for being here with me at all time. &amp;lt;3 you guys much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1nzvjdCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/5Jz39HLuakQ/s1600/40133_167743993236199_100000017991100_571791_8104605_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1nzvjdCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/5Jz39HLuakQ/s320/40133_167743993236199_100000017991100_571791_8104605_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1v7nzrwI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3hmp4GVB68Q/s1600/59589_167744149902850_100000017991100_571798_2354004_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1v7nzrwI/AAAAAAAAA9o/3hmp4GVB68Q/s320/59589_167744149902850_100000017991100_571798_2354004_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp112ihLlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/sVyCdDMbJ3A/s1600/34609_1361891250630_1332047625_2165210_2346810_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp112ihLlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/sVyCdDMbJ3A/s320/34609_1361891250630_1332047625_2165210_2346810_n.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp16n3FXiI/AAAAAAAAA9w/r5f3pHj3vJQ/s1600/22431_109621989048400_100000017991100_243211_98299_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp16n3FXiI/AAAAAAAAA9w/r5f3pHj3vJQ/s320/22431_109621989048400_100000017991100_243211_98299_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1_MPG3fI/AAAAAAAAA90/WfcmIi9Ogm8/s1600/22431_109622039048395_100000017991100_243216_625566_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp1_MPG3fI/AAAAAAAAA90/WfcmIi9Ogm8/s320/22431_109622039048395_100000017991100_243216_625566_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;I LOVE YOU , PEOPLE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp2u8NcL0I/AAAAAAAAA94/I6ik93WoV8w/s1600/66510_10150097843400299_746605298_7313216_4901337_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp2u8NcL0I/AAAAAAAAA94/I6ik93WoV8w/s320/66510_10150097843400299_746605298_7313216_4901337_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Lastly , i wanna thank to god that he allowed me to know this boy bit by bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;amp; I just wanna thank to this boy that he's the one whom had really made me stand once more. I know ive been a bitch for the past years &amp;amp; now after i met him, i felt like its better for me to changed for the better and nomore flinging around. Thanks for making me what i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;amp; hope things will just go smoothly between us &amp;amp; i'll just hope we could go on any further more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;amp; im sorry for what happened yesterday and i know i shouldnt have involved you in my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Im sorry , soldier boy &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;and lastly , I misses you much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6037540285965841595?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6037540285965841595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6037540285965841595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6037540285965841595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6037540285965841595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorry-for-late-updates-people.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TLp5usPkE8I/AAAAAAAAA98/Kzm_YE1j_Vo/s72-c/37122_167744833236115_100000017991100_571809_5816628_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8729548149892901510</id><published>2010-10-06T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T16:26:43.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love was all i want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im glad that im out from all those misery ive been suffering for the past three years. Yes , there were at times , we had good times together , but ive made a maturely decision by leaving him before things will get worst even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont want to live my life with a player like him again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He dont deserved my love , infact someone else does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dude , karma will strikes you back afterwhat you did behind my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're such an arsehole and im hating you for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think being a player is cool enough ? boy , grow up. Till when you wanna live with your player life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know what ; im just waiting for you to loved someone so dearly and yet that someone will ditched you , dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trust me and karma will awaits you , pain ass boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be meeting soldier boy this saturday. Oh boy , i'll just hate weekdays. I'll be starting to miss him even more deeply.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Ridzuan ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A boy that never fails to make me laugh at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A boy that always cheer me up when im down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A boy never fails to be here with me always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A boy that becames a stranger and suddenly became someone that ive treasured the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;amp; lastly , Ridzuan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Thanks for everything. You made me stand once more and you made me being a strong girl to face everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8729548149892901510?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8729548149892901510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8729548149892901510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8729548149892901510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8729548149892901510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-was-all-i-want.html' title='Love was all i want'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4972406199060680631</id><published>2010-10-03T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:53:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TKhRhYmypjI/AAAAAAAAA9c/EOxGBOb1XHk/s1600/60135_161178263895840_100000110011818_549554_3159859_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TKhRhYmypjI/AAAAAAAAA9c/EOxGBOb1XHk/s320/60135_161178263895840_100000110011818_549554_3159859_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be back as soon as possible :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4972406199060680631?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4972406199060680631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4972406199060680631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4972406199060680631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4972406199060680631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/10/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TKhRhYmypjI/AAAAAAAAA9c/EOxGBOb1XHk/s72-c/60135_161178263895840_100000110011818_549554_3159859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-951425519631567812</id><published>2010-08-24T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:21:04.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear god , please protect that boy of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;Dont make him suffered too much because i cant bare seeing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;He's being the best of all these all along &amp;amp; imma going get a new phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for his payday ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;Ive been through alot of obstacles this month of Ramadhan &amp;amp; i just hope i can take things easy &amp;amp; not by using my ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss SCHOOOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; promise to be a good girl and as well as being a good student too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;Promised for this term , im going to do all my assignments and stop fooling around in school , okay babygirls ? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-951425519631567812?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/951425519631567812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=951425519631567812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/951425519631567812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/951425519631567812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/08/vb.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7644571204011887188</id><published>2010-08-22T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:07:28.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Sometimes when things between us are going totally bad , i felt like giving up on you. But , you never failed to give up on me&amp;nbsp; , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Being with you , is always what ive wanted to be &amp;amp; now , im here trying a lil bit of changes by putting my ego aside &amp;amp; i'll just hope everything gonna be just the way we want things to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;amp; i love you way much , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7644571204011887188?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7644571204011887188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7644571204011887188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7644571204011887188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7644571204011887188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/08/stay-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4239394615912747151</id><published>2010-08-13T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:11:32.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretend that everything's gonna be fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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May you bless with love &amp;amp; i love you both alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUC92ggdEI/AAAAAAAAA78/IoMK4QmaDCs/s1600/39638_418297078436_639258436_4868266_6644652_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUC92ggdEI/AAAAAAAAA78/IoMK4QmaDCs/s320/39638_418297078436_639258436_4868266_6644652_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDEy5foeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_gPjRPNrSA0/s1600/39990_418295578436_639258436_4868210_8052175_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDEy5foeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_gPjRPNrSA0/s320/39990_418295578436_639258436_4868210_8052175_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDKkkePKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/lOngX6qjpBk/s1600/40831_418296228436_639258436_4868238_3835481_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDKkkePKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/lOngX6qjpBk/s320/40831_418296228436_639258436_4868238_3835481_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDOire_iI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_rosJ6EAS7c/s1600/40586_418297923436_639258436_4868296_2494049_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDOire_iI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_rosJ6EAS7c/s320/40586_418297923436_639258436_4868296_2494049_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDUZHx5GI/AAAAAAAAA8c/tdGGuRAD1oc/s320/39013_418297748436_639258436_4868295_4250107_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDbAbgUrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/En3K6QrEQvk/s1600/39031_418297238436_639258436_4868274_6034111_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUDbAbgUrI/AAAAAAAAA8k/En3K6QrEQvk/s320/39031_418297238436_639258436_4868274_6034111_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Spending my National Day this year was awesomeee. Went to this place where we could played any games that we want and the place are way much comfortable for us. I had a great time with the siblings (:&lt;br /&gt;But before that , i just wanna say sorry to the boy that really could stand with&amp;nbsp; my nonsense at all times. He bare with the scold/mad/grumpy and etc for this past few days. Im sorry &amp;amp; I love you and yes i really do , playboy&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUFry8eN6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/2P4OsKA2dME/s1600/39241_419031103436_639258436_4885456_6941651_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUFry8eN6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/2P4OsKA2dME/s320/39241_419031103436_639258436_4885456_6941651_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUFxCGGKDI/AAAAAAAAA80/hPbW4h5YzXM/s1600/39952_419031278436_639258436_4885459_1425443_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUFxCGGKDI/AAAAAAAAA80/hPbW4h5YzXM/s320/39952_419031278436_639258436_4885459_1425443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUF2Nq97II/AAAAAAAAA88/D_GN6AFyWOs/s1600/41183_419031368436_639258436_4885461_1050082_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUF2Nq97II/AAAAAAAAA88/D_GN6AFyWOs/s320/41183_419031368436_639258436_4885461_1050082_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUF6rx2mfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/6kgCKBjcwQY/s1600/39359_419030963436_639258436_4885454_1095695_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUF6rx2mfI/AAAAAAAAA9E/6kgCKBjcwQY/s320/39359_419030963436_639258436_4885454_1095695_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; yes we managed to catch a movie at night. "Salt" , what a boring show (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Then ,&amp;nbsp; off&amp;nbsp; home and something happened that i dont want to elaborate here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But still , i had a great a weekend with loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUHVylHo0I/AAAAAAAAA9M/KMs7E4Z3e7I/s1600/39320_149687918375140_100000017991100_469190_8164600_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TGUHVylHo0I/AAAAAAAAA9M/KMs7E4Z3e7I/s320/39320_149687918375140_100000017991100_469190_8164600_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Been spending my life with this playboy of mine. He can be such a sweet boy at times &amp;amp; he can be such a pain ass too. Afterall , he's the best boy even sometimes he can be a jerk. I know people were asking me " ami with hiim back ? " all i can say to you guys was , " i dont know , and im not sure of myself but one thing i can sure of , my heart is always been him and ive madly in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We're not in a serious relationship like what other couples are. Its just that too complicated. I let fate decide. If yes , he's my fate then i accept it with all my heart. Likewise , daddy told both of us , We're still young and there's alot we need to learned. So , im letting everything goes by itself and once he's about to settle down , im the happiest girl in this world. Can i have that for my birthday's present , playboy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; lastly , happy three years eighth month .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Its been such blissful for me having you in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Whatever we've planned together in future , let's commit to it alright and prove to people that we could (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;L&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;V&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its eight of the august . Three more days to Ramadhan. Time flies so fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i just cant barely wait for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So basically , life has gone too far Awesomee for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even there's something that makes me down or even confused , i've learned to take things easy and not followed by my ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All thanks to Haikal for being such a guy that changed me just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My weekend was tiring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday right after school , went home and off to the boy's crib due to there's small gathering at his house as Sis Weldani getting married the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reached home nearly one am &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the next morning woke up early in the morning as i have to reached Pasir Ris at 9.15am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great day spending my whole entire day with the boy's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's so great when having people around pampered me like how i wanted it to be (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And thanks to the boy, for being such a wonderful guy to me even sometimes he can be a fucking jerk, HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But deep down , i know his heart is pure. I know his love is only for me and nobody else. Its just that im with my ego &amp;amp; being a bad girl to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow , the 9th of august , National day &amp;amp; i assumed its going to be fucking packed at town area.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But , the boy wants to catch the fireworks &amp;amp; I'm glad . Know why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because it's two years i didnt get to see those beautiful fireworks with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankgod &amp;amp; please tomorrow i dont want to be in tears under those fireworks (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PS: /Pictures for the weekend are all in Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-715544403857357090?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/715544403857357090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=715544403857357090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/715544403857357090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/715544403857357090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-all-not-about-looks.html' title='Its all not about the looks'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TF7LHrLKDsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/HuEaii51sgk/s72-c/Photo2196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2696198599784931995</id><published>2010-07-28T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:12:24.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you , come back soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am i being so stubborn enough to still kept thinking of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's not worth it even for my love and fuck okay with those sweet words you said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just keep it okay ? because this time i'm not falling for it. Save it for your dearest girl , okay , dude ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A jerk like you is always a jerk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its just that im being so stupid enough to be keep being with you on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sads me , sometimes but im glad enough im backing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im thankful enough i've owned a great boyfriend right now even we're now having a misunderstanding between each other. but i believe it just makes us even more stronger . Likewise you said , we going to make it through but we just need to adjust a lil bit on our relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever it is , im not letting this love lockdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you , haikal and yes i really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2696198599784931995?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2696198599784931995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2696198599784931995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2696198599784931995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2696198599784931995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-you-come-back-soon.html' title='I miss you , come back soon'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-572776482047227956</id><published>2010-07-25T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:25:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday. How about yours ? (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExDvT4tNaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YgPBiLUusO8/s1600/38991_147497261927539_100000017991100_454575_1473254_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExDvT4tNaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YgPBiLUusO8/s320/38991_147497261927539_100000017991100_454575_1473254_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExD_be5ufI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9HE1bUvV0Ts/s1600/37890_147497831927482_100000017991100_454584_7591251_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExD_be5ufI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9HE1bUvV0Ts/s320/37890_147497831927482_100000017991100_454584_7591251_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExEC5BwP-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/p_WeE0cxNmE/s1600/37890_147497821927483_100000017991100_454582_6840199_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExEC5BwP-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/p_WeE0cxNmE/s320/37890_147497821927483_100000017991100_454582_6840199_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExC-wfd3_I/AAAAAAAAA48/FFw5dJqAy1M/s1600/37860_147496885260910_100000017991100_454566_4556645_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExC-wfd3_I/AAAAAAAAA48/FFw5dJqAy1M/s320/37860_147496885260910_100000017991100_454566_4556645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExDUi3uj9I/AAAAAAAAA5M/HRZmkd-cyFk/s1600/38991_147497258594206_100000017991100_454574_2451877_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExDUi3uj9I/AAAAAAAAA5M/HRZmkd-cyFk/s320/38991_147497258594206_100000017991100_454574_2451877_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I had an awesome saturday night with love. Watching those fireworks with you , having your arms around me &amp;amp; lastly a forehead kiss from you . I was so touched , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Met a friend at town before heading to meet the love. And as usual , he's late but this time he's late for ten minutes. Habit that i don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Love was so sweet , he surprised me a huge "Stitch" for me as we had an arguments the day before it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I was speechless until he spotted me smiling by myself. "Org tak gilee ehh ? " (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;But whatever it is , thankyousomuch for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;We headed to town , to watch movie as we had a free tickets for it but the timing are all sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;So , we headed to fullerton , to watch those beautiful fireworks and girlfriend Irah &amp;amp; boyfriend was there too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;the sweetest part was we do have a heart to heart talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;At first , its totally craps when talking in that kind of manner with him but afterall , it do make sense , though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and i just have to learned to endure things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;because whatever i am right now , its all because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Thanks for making my life such a wonderful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-572776482047227956?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/572776482047227956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=572776482047227956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/572776482047227956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/572776482047227956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-saturday-how-about-yours.html' title='My Saturday. 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(:'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TExDvT4tNaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/YgPBiLUusO8/s72-c/38991_147497261927539_100000017991100_454575_1473254_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-3067057904606310084</id><published>2010-07-24T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:47:33.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEpgHHw0ZSI/AAAAAAAAA40/Ld-kk9zUZLo/s1600/182225052_dcbc802523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEpgHHw0ZSI/AAAAAAAAA40/Ld-kk9zUZLo/s320/182225052_dcbc802523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Am meeting boyfriend this afternooon . Hopefully there's fireworks to accompany us at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Boyfriend had a lil surprise for me later on and i just cant wait&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; boy , i just falling for you so deeply (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3067057904606310084?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3067057904606310084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3067057904606310084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3067057904606310084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3067057904606310084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-meeting-boyfriend-this-afternooon.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEpgHHw0ZSI/AAAAAAAAA40/Ld-kk9zUZLo/s72-c/182225052_dcbc802523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-762439522621118324</id><published>2010-07-22T16:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T16:40:19.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALLING FALL FOR YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEgD3ABxwWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_WUby6Rx694/s320/34609_1361891370633_1332047625_2165213_1881990_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a great time with this bunch of girls. They just made my day even im too tired on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposely the boy fetched me from work &amp;amp; surprisily this bunch of people were there too. I just loved them alot. The Craps abd jokes i got to stand with even im too tired. Afterall , i had an awesome time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf-OroAjCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/j4VS8CItOlM/s1600/38449_146634205347178_100000017991100_449652_7505584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf-OroAjCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/j4VS8CItOlM/s1600/38449_146634205347178_100000017991100_449652_7505584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf-OroAjCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/j4VS8CItOlM/s320/38449_146634205347178_100000017991100_449652_7505584_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf-J5QKBVI/AAAAAAAAA38/OyRWeMyQYXo/s1600/38655_146633488680583_100000017991100_449650_6954935_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf-J5QKBVI/AAAAAAAAA38/OyRWeMyQYXo/s320/38655_146633488680583_100000017991100_449650_6954935_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;When I first saw you, I  never thought you'd mean the world to me. Being strangers at first, we grew to become  friends to good friends to bestfriends. Rmmber the times when I cried for Din?  You were there for me all the time, without fail.&amp;nbsp; Although we only knew each other fr a few weeks, it felt like  Ive known you fr a few years.To be frank , when we started to know each other for a few days , ive started to loved you with all your care and concern but I wasnt quite sure whether it was the right thing to do. But I  told myself that I'll give it time. And sure enough, it paid off. I see myself  falling in love with you more day by day. Thinking about you just makes me  smile, dreaming about you just makes me miss you even more, being in your arms,  it felt like im in cloud nine.&amp;nbsp; I just like the way you pampered me enough. Frankly , i didnt thought that ive fall for you but i know evrything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Thankyou so much for entering my life &amp;amp; please dont you just walk away from my life just like that because i still need youu, buddy &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I want you to sing me to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And hold me where the nightmares cannot find me.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day you walked into my life,&lt;br /&gt;The pain has ceased,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can breathe again ,♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-762439522621118324?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/762439522621118324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=762439522621118324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/762439522621118324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/762439522621118324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/falling-fall-for-you.html' title='FALLING FALL FOR YOU'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TEf67Th1s6I/AAAAAAAAA30/Jo5t1k_KWBQ/s72-c/34609_1361891650640_1332047625_2165220_3635153_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8886480626324867565</id><published>2010-07-18T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:02:50.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TELHIBEyLSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/P358K8A0UX4/s1600/35063_145645498779382_100000017991100_444469_4357524_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TELHIBEyLSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/P358K8A0UX4/s320/35063_145645498779382_100000017991100_444469_4357524_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday was awesomee. The boy fetched me from work and surprisily my babygirls was there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I had an awesomee saturday night yesterday with the boy &amp;amp; babygirls :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear diary ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ive been fall out of love too much and now i just want to have a clean/serious relationship. I knew this boy since secondary. We're just friends in the first place , but the funnier part was both of us have the same feelings towards each other that we didnt even let out as we kept it to ourselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as for now , im the happiest girl when he let out everything to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People were talking about you , as you're not the right guy for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dont care what people says about you , love. Even you have tattoo everything or whatever shit , once my mom told me that follow what's in your heart and not people. But sometimes , ive been too much followed what my heart says , end up dissapointment. Maybe its called , Life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let be this time round a great one. I just dont want any dissapointment that ive been through for 3 years as i had enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lastly ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i love the way you are , skater boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8886480626324867565?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8886480626324867565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8886480626324867565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8886480626324867565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8886480626324867565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-you.html' title='I LOVE YOU.'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TELHIBEyLSI/AAAAAAAAA3U/P358K8A0UX4/s72-c/35063_145645498779382_100000017991100_444469_4357524_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-6931714432318925453</id><published>2010-07-15T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:21:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;I want  someone I can go to. Someone I can tell my secrets to. Someone who wont  judge me with the mistakes that I've made, for the mistakes I will  continue to make. I want someone who understands. I want someone who  hears, not just listens. I want someone who says goodnight to me, and  prays to god they get the chance to say good morning. I want someone who  knows my quirks. I want someone who wipes my tears away. I want someone  who needs me. I want someone who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;  me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love , Efy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6931714432318925453?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6931714432318925453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6931714432318925453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6931714432318925453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6931714432318925453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-someone-i-can-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-752231153188767619</id><published>2010-07-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:39:39.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farkkkkkkkkkk . i misss youuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TC2r9G0UzCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nbxZ26ZUCpM/s1600/30043_1364358672307_1331835656_31025705_2784967_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TC2r9G0UzCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nbxZ26ZUCpM/s320/30043_1364358672307_1331835656_31025705_2784967_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You left me just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You being such a great companion/friend to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Didnt know that everything turn out so seriously until you have to leave me for a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Im here waiting for you patiently , dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;still remembering what you said on the phone ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt; you take care of yourself . before im off , all i want is to hear your voice before i suffered inside "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;)':&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im just hoping you're doing fine wherever you are .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Yesterday was totally packed with people due to "Eclipse" on screen yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;But , thank god. i could handle it alone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;And surprisily ,&amp;nbsp; Saifudin were there to drop by &amp;amp; he watched movies alone while waiting for me to end my worrkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;At first , everything goes smoothly until when the part i saw something on his hand that i nearly recognised.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;You dont have to lie , Saifudin. Im no fool of yours anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-752231153188767619?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/752231153188767619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=752231153188767619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/752231153188767619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/752231153188767619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/farkkkkkkkkkk-i-misss-youuu.html' title='Farkkkkkkkkkk . i misss youuu'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TC2r9G0UzCI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nbxZ26ZUCpM/s72-c/30043_1364358672307_1331835656_31025705_2784967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-1174647176468827567</id><published>2010-06-23T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:34:18.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK , WHO CARES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TCGuQOcAhxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5Fxl4-sLE-w/s1600/efy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TCGuQOcAhxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5Fxl4-sLE-w/s320/efy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Its upset me when you blaming everything on me. Im just a human being that makes mistakes all the times &amp;amp; i know what's bad and good for me. &lt;/span&gt;You dont have to say all those trash words to me but im glad that you're still have this man's feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those arms that you put around me when i'm in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im sorry if i'm not that those typical girls you've known. Im just being me and this what i am. Thanks for trying to understands &amp;amp; stands with my fucking shit attitude. Frankly , i love you but i just dont want to hurt anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You said me once that you wanted to get serious on me but i was quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because i dont want to get hurt anymore. I dont want the same history repeat itself again to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had enough of this "love thingy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please , dont ever say those words to me again, will you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-1174647176468827567?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1174647176468827567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1174647176468827567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1174647176468827567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1174647176468827567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-upset-me-when-you-blaming.html' title='FUCK , WHO CARES'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TCGuQOcAhxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5Fxl4-sLE-w/s72-c/efy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2656414289128807083</id><published>2010-06-17T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:06:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Working was totally great , &amp;amp; thanks to dayah for teaching me everything until i can do everything by my own (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I loveee youu , girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;People &amp;amp; the surroundings are too friendly &amp;amp; im loving it ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Been busy all this week until i couldnt have the time with policeman&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I miss him but ive realised everything seems upside down. Slowly , it fades away &amp;amp; i dont think i want that to be, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Both of us busy and i know this will keep us distance away but thank you for fetching me yesterday even if it just a meters away from my home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I know you've been trying to understands me and my situation. But , im gladly enough you making the effort to stand with my fucking nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Having a date with the policeman as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;to someone_______ ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks for being such a wonderful guy to me these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i've apprieciate it but i know it won't last for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;things are gonna repeat itself again &amp;amp; again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I'm tired of being a fool to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You keep playing those games with me &amp;amp; sometimes im freaking fucking tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yes , i love you and it will always will but i just cant sit here , kept returning you again &amp;amp; again after what you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Let's just be friends and i think that's gonna be fine between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don;t want to have any commitment with you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So , whoever shit you wanna be with , dating with or whatsoever , go ahead. I dont mind because i dont have the rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You have your social life while i have my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2656414289128807083?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2656414289128807083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2656414289128807083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2656414289128807083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2656414289128807083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/working-was-totally-great-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4645838500122367582</id><published>2010-06-13T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:20:58.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you , POLICEMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I had an awesomeee night yesterday. Spending time with cousins and its double way AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Had fun but in the end , im totally shagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Wake up at 6pm just now &amp;amp; policeman love called and saying that he might be coming over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but im too lazy to go down . booohuuu ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Those lies that you always told me &amp;amp; sometimes i cant really hold it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Maybe , we're not meant to be together , instead friends do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4645838500122367582?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4645838500122367582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4645838500122367582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4645838500122367582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4645838500122367582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-you-policeman.html' title='I miss you , POLICEMAN'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3141612793683755448</id><published>2010-06-12T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:20:27.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ME</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Yesterday turn out to be pretty fine. Met the Manager and will be reporting to work on Monday at 12noon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Then , off to meet Shakinah while waiting for the policeman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;He was late , so im off home first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;To make it short , i simply had a wonderful late night with you almost every single nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sneaking out in the middle of night , just to meet the policeman &lt;/span&gt;♥ was AWESOME&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i was speechless when received a text from you , saying that to look at the tree and it really meant to even its too fast for us. "Love you always , elfidiana". How sweet of you to engraved that , boyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I promise i'll give the love that you've been wanting from me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks for being here with me , all the times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I made a mistake by leaving you but now , no. im not going to do the same mistake ive done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hold on to my hand and never will you let it go , even once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today , plan was going to sembawang first and off to cousin's chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Will be watching "karate kid" with the policeman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I caaant barely waiiiiiiittttttttt (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3141612793683755448?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3141612793683755448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3141612793683755448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3141612793683755448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3141612793683755448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-me.html' title='LOVE ME'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-5379300637211237676</id><published>2010-06-11T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:55:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POLICEMAN ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Life was good and freaking good. Working life gonna been starting really soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Now , what im concentrating is my school/working and lastly dearest Policeman&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cari banyakbanyak duit , lepas tu khawin. berangan laa lu brader! hahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yesterday was AWESOMEE. Snowcity/Lunch at BBQ Chicken that im craving for/Movie/Airport/Sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thanks a million times for the wonderful day. I swear it was awesomeeee-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I want it to be everyday but next week&amp;nbsp; both of us going to be so busy with our own stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Booooooooooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Its sounds so crazy that im in love. He made me fell in love. He made me wants to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im thankful enough , that i known him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Here i am , loving you each and every single day , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wont be letting or leave you ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I promise you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im done with my past and totally done &amp;amp; now you're my present , and im going to love yoou with all my heart , My Policeman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-5379300637211237676?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5379300637211237676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=5379300637211237676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5379300637211237676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5379300637211237676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-was-good-and-freaking-good.html' title='POLICEMAN ♥'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-2133893485532721951</id><published>2010-06-07T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:56:53.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUPPY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I shouldnt have asked him out , yesterday. It was my biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;After yesterday that im with him , ive realised something on him . I shouldnt be elaborate here , instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So whatever it is , its finally over between me &amp;amp; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Because i think its the best for us. We are not meant to be together in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Afterall im the one whom been taking care of him ever since he met with an accident , end up this i get .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(: Its sads sometimes , but what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;People doesnt appreciate our kindness &amp;amp; love. hehh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ive gotta move on in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Puppy love~~ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Been working soooon and i cant bloody wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I Need Cash and even make myself busy as i dont want to kept thinking about him all the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Babygirls , outing soooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I cant barely wait on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;SENTOSA , yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2133893485532721951?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2133893485532721951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2133893485532721951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2133893485532721951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2133893485532721951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/puppy-love.html' title='PUPPY LOVE'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-960644930049565213</id><published>2010-06-05T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:22:26.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont want to be in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything's going to be normal days by days. I have to move on in this little small world without him. Because its not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People around me kept saying ,"&lt;i&gt;kau nk terpikir2 psl dier , wtpe ? dier tak hargai kau. Jantan byk laa kat luar. Kau cume nk kene pilih jeg."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its not easy for me , people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But , i know someday i'll get rid those feelings i had for him for the past 3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All i can say ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;goodbye , love )':&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yesterday , met the babygirl at her workplace &amp;amp; surprisingly , Natasha was there working too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I need to date with that babygirl of mine asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Waiting for calls from the Cathay , when i could start working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I NEED CASH BADLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Promise to watch movies with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A friend that always been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A friend that tries to understand me more better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A friend that tries to stand with my nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A friend that i could depend on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And last but not least ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Im scared to fall in love with this friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Noooooooooooo~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I cant be fall in love anymore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-960644930049565213?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/960644930049565213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=960644930049565213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/960644930049565213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/960644930049565213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-want-to-be-in-love.html' title='I dont want to be in love'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3914367407116952654</id><published>2010-06-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:10:16.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mengusung rindu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TAX--r7GR9I/AAAAAAAAA28/kLbmRcfYQkc/s320/30193_406418196906_564411906_4231002_1871969_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TAX9e2C9mMI/AAAAAAAAA20/bXy9r_KCJLk/s1600/30193_406418236906_564411906_4231008_164056_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TAX9e2C9mMI/AAAAAAAAA20/bXy9r_KCJLk/s320/30193_406418236906_564411906_4231008_164056_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yesterday was totally AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Met this babygirl of mine after so long didnt met each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Had my interview at Somerset &amp;amp; hell yes both of us get a "Famous Amos" for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sodaaaaaapppppppppp , after so long &lt;i&gt;tak makan. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And we had a 3 hours of karaoke @ Simpang Bedok (Cash Studio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I had a great time , i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Lets datiiinngg like yesterday , okay b ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thanks for everything , babygirl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The laugh , The long talks , The Jokes , The criticise and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lagu " Mengusung Rindu" baiik skaliieee , i swear i felt like crying when sing to it (': "&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love you , Tirna Razali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're the bestest friend even we had our bad times together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Had my examinations just now &amp;amp; It sucks. Lots of blanks because i couldnt answered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Arghh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Suddenly , i saw this gorgeous boyy appear right infront of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3914367407116952654?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3914367407116952654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3914367407116952654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3914367407116952654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3914367407116952654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/06/mengusung-rindu.html' title='Mengusung rindu'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/TAX8eq2v7QI/AAAAAAAAA18/FWvnqTdaVso/s72-c/30193_406418166906_564411906_4230998_4193242_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2070719909409721038</id><published>2010-05-27T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:36:34.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Those feelings that i couldnt lie to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2070719909409721038?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2070719909409721038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2070719909409721038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2070719909409721038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2070719909409721038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/those-feelings-that-i-couldnt-lie-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-6408033312430663581</id><published>2010-05-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:55:51.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_py-j6DuLI/AAAAAAAAA1s/d02uIG2KCc4/s1600/Photo0174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_py-j6DuLI/AAAAAAAAA1s/d02uIG2KCc4/s320/Photo0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Happy 18th birthday , Syakila! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today school was great when it comes to celebrate the birthday girl 's birthday , ignored the part that im freaking moody early inda morning as no one told me that there's no morning lesson. Ergh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We managed to surprised the birthday girl and yes our plan goes smoothly (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ended school , and there's goes our second surprise for her. "Sabo-ing time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It was AWESOME and it tickle me out when seeing the birthday girl gets Sabo-ed with flour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So , off to the boys's crib to teach the little rascal tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thank god , he passed his exam. AMINN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_pzHzd8ynI/AAAAAAAAA10/N3qoxedbtPo/s1600/IMG007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_pzHzd8ynI/AAAAAAAAA10/N3qoxedbtPo/s320/IMG007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I miss the boyy. Didnt met him for 3 days and i missed him badly already ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Today , he off to Johor to buy some stuffs and pleaseeeeee text me sooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I miss youuuu , bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Come homeee soon because i need youu , lovee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We have been really gone through alot obstacles together for the past 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Let all this is a test for us , bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ive always lovee youu , prettyboyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6408033312430663581?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6408033312430663581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6408033312430663581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6408033312430663581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6408033312430663581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-18th-birthday-syakila-today.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_py-j6DuLI/AAAAAAAAA1s/d02uIG2KCc4/s72-c/Photo0174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-1622348106928484655</id><published>2010-05-22T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:27:26.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_d0vdn1sPI/AAAAAAAAA1k/nLUffEEiU9U/s1600/12142_106222766054989_100000017991100_163312_1928521_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_d0vdn1sPI/AAAAAAAAA1k/nLUffEEiU9U/s320/12142_106222766054989_100000017991100_163312_1928521_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yesterday , was awesome&amp;nbsp; with S , indeed. Went to Cousin's performance , located at Bukit Batok . Double AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Cousin looks perfectly on stage and the dance step tooo. Pictures will be upload soon on FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As yesterday photos are all on S's Iphone .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But , before heading to Cousin's performance , went to Tiong Bahru . S's brother crib to see Baby imelda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's so cuteee and adorable (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then , ahead to Cousin's performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so shagged yesterday till i fall asleep inside train while i was on the way home with S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The journey are wayy too fucking long for me. But because of dearest cousin , I'll be there whenever she needs me to be there . Ily , cousin (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thanks for tagging along , bestfriend. Before heading home , we had our late dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was so cute of us to eat at that kind of place . Ilysm , bestfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And reached home at nearly to twelve and off bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up at nine today as lil baby sis was damn noisy. And i receive one texts that its from insertname.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate when people get the wrong person.*annoying , you seee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today , Saturday. Stayed at home due to im still tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestfriend might be coming over and pleaseee i missed him already .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;First , we are enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then , friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Began to have crush on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then , we in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now , you're mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bestfriend is what i called you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because bestfriends never leave each other while relationship YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So i better be off calling you bestfriend because i have this confidence that i'll never let you go and so are youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Overall , My bestfriend is My boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love youuu , bestfriend (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1622348106928484655?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1622348106928484655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1622348106928484655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1622348106928484655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1622348106928484655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-was-awesome-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S_d0vdn1sPI/AAAAAAAAA1k/nLUffEEiU9U/s72-c/12142_106222766054989_100000017991100_163312_1928521_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2008195672870342369</id><published>2010-05-17T15:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:49:34.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirt , that whats he is (:</title><content type='html'>Booooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late to school again. Phase test starts at 9am &amp;amp; ive reached at 9.30 plus. &lt;em&gt;abeh takde wake up call macam mane nk bangunn. boohuu ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ,&amp;nbsp; did my phase test well and hell yes i PASSED. Amiin .&lt;br /&gt;One left thats going to be on wednesdayy , Exam on 2 and 3 june &amp;amp; hoooooooooooorrrrrraaaaaaaayyyyyyy !&lt;br /&gt;Two months and im done&amp;nbsp;with my&amp;nbsp;school life and including S will be&amp;nbsp;happy too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&amp;nbsp; , the whole lot of second year will be attending this trip at Changi Naval base and i know the weather is going to f-hot. Arghhh .&lt;br /&gt;And Friday , cousin's big day. She's performing in her school and was expecting me to goo. Probably , i'll be going with S.&lt;br /&gt;Im so desperately wanting to watch "The Last Song." I heard the show was two thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww.... pleaseeee hurrryy , i wanna watch it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes , i dont understand what actuallly you want from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;What hurts the most when seeing you flirting around behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Where does all the words that youve said to me that day&amp;nbsp;gone&amp;nbsp;to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Is it just came out from your mouth ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;3 years counting , and ive been wanting for you to change for the better but my hopes are just not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I dont know&amp;nbsp;why can you just be faith only one and not two or more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I dont know&amp;nbsp;why must you be a flirty when you're in a relationship status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;All i can do right now was praying hard for the best of us &amp;amp; make me strong in whatever im facing in future with youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i have to accept who you are and what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If i can stand it with the way you are , ill stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;If not , im sorry i have to let go this time because you're not worth of my love , S .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Realise , will youuu . Realisee , pleassseeee. Because im tired of your stupid/idiotic nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Sometimes , ive regret to fall for youu because whenver i left youu , ive always come back to youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Despite that i f-love youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2008195672870342369?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2008195672870342369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2008195672870342369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2008195672870342369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2008195672870342369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/booooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='Flirt , that whats he is (:'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-1468925248497709321</id><published>2010-05-16T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:06:04.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Love (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S--wV-ylVJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/40lVyTmp9aU/s1600/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S--wV-ylVJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/40lVyTmp9aU/s320/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Was browsing through my pictures &amp;amp; i saw this picture. It reminds me alot of efforts i made for him .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The days when ive always shed tears when seeing him at the state like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The days when i never fail to be there for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The days when we get close together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thank god , everything's seems fine right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;He's fully recovering &amp;amp; im glad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Make your life useful this time , boyy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Because people around you loves youu &amp;amp; im here loving you each and everyday even you've hurt me enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-1468925248497709321?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1468925248497709321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1468925248497709321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1468925248497709321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1468925248497709321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/make-love.html' title='Make Love (:'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S--wV-ylVJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/40lVyTmp9aU/s72-c/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-5147298106191546608</id><published>2010-05-15T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:37:41.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-4yx6NCoDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/4TaYpPSQdYY/s1600/24684_328985718436_639258436_3671430_6854436_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-4yx6NCoDI/AAAAAAAAA1U/4TaYpPSQdYY/s320/24684_328985718436_639258436_3671430_6854436_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy Birthday , Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Youre the best mom that ive ever had &amp;amp; ; imma lucky girl to have youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sometimes you nags&amp;nbsp;like a Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sometimes you advice like a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sometimes you understands my inside out and in like a bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I loveee youu more than anything else in this world , Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy 39th birthday , pretty woman (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Much Love , Efy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-q3by3dnhI/AAAAAAAAA08/SY-r5mYCBc4/s1600/32573_1193317773316_1839575686_367851_464480_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-q3by3dnhI/AAAAAAAAA08/SY-r5mYCBc4/s320/32573_1193317773316_1839575686_367851_464480_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Again , woke up late to school today due to slept late yesterday. Now , promise to myself that i wont sleep late or even having night calls anymore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Did our report &amp;amp; i didnt get to help out because my babygirls didnt even tell me that they're doing it. PANTAT BETUL KORANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But , they being such a great friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;This what they said "Bukan taknk bilang kau , kau busy main comp. kite kasi kau main comp laa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Aww.. &lt;em&gt;susah datang tau dpt group members mcm gini. hahha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;We went off earlier because we got job interview at Somerset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Dearest Tirna off day , and i didnt get the chance to meet her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Somebody tell this friend of mine that&amp;nbsp;I MISS HER TERRIBLY, can ?&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Job interview sucks. The queue sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But whatever it is , hope to get the job cause its freaking near with dearest tirna's workplace (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Then , ahead to S crib. He gets his payday &amp;amp; decided to treat the whole family makaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Had a great time too but in a same time i was lil bit of upset. Ignore that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanks for the treat . Thanks for the so called "ROTI" . Thanks for the cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Tomoroow Thirteeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;And its going to be three years fifth month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ive been through ALOT ALOT ALOT of obstacles in life with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thats life &amp;amp; relationship all about. Never ending of having conflicts between each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7970257959185701125?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7970257959185701125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7970257959185701125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7970257959185701125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7970257959185701125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/again-woke-up-late-to-school-today-due.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-q3by3dnhI/AAAAAAAAA08/SY-r5mYCBc4/s72-c/32573_1193317773316_1839575686_367851_464480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-3778011427151113274</id><published>2010-05-10T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:34:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight movie &amp;&amp; Prata Butter</title><content type='html'>Currently in school. Im super bored.&lt;br /&gt;Phase test coming soooon &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ive not yet prepared at all.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly friends said , its damn hard , i gotta back up yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;And my attendance too , i dont want to get debarred , either.&lt;br /&gt;So , someone said to me that i need to go school everyday &amp;amp; not skip school or lessons (:&lt;br /&gt;See how laaa ehh. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was AWESOME &amp;nbsp;, AWESOME , AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Before heading to S crib , met friends awhile and catch up with them again after done with teaching the little rascal (:&lt;br /&gt;Overall &amp;nbsp;, i had a great time yesterday. Naaaakk lagii macam semalaaaam boleeee tak ? *Evil voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyy , i miss those aeroplanes )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3778011427151113274?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3778011427151113274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3778011427151113274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3778011427151113274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3778011427151113274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/midnight-movie-prata-butter.html' title='Midnight movie &amp;&amp; Prata Butter'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-931615603094573209</id><published>2010-05-08T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T12:19:42.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to old songs makes me remind of the old days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-ThIO6QnoI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jPkvkCRgbHU/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-ThIO6QnoI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jPkvkCRgbHU/s320/untitled.bmp" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im sorry , i didnt mean to hurt youu in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I know you're upset about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im sorry for putting down the phone just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;again , millions of apologys , boyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Didnt had a proper meal for three days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The boy was frustrated &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im sorry okayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I'll eat whenever i felt like okayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Two more months to goooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yayyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIRTEEN , please come faster , can ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The date i get to only see youu and i swear im mising those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life is unfair because you separate me with the one i loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even you've hurt me alot , even you're in love with someone else, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;deep down , im there in your heart , isnt it ? (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-931615603094573209?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/931615603094573209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=931615603094573209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/931615603094573209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/931615603094573209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sorry-i-didnt-mean-to-hurt-youu-in.html' title='Listening to old songs makes me remind of the old days'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-ThIO6QnoI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jPkvkCRgbHU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4466599621778724444</id><published>2010-05-07T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:39:00.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-O7SfCGusI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HYhVWCCwQWg/s1600/Image0164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-O7SfCGusI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HYhVWCCwQWg/s320/Image0164.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-O7Llg9qfI/AAAAAAAAA0M/y0a2yI5nDEc/s1600/Image0162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-O7Llg9qfI/AAAAAAAAA0M/y0a2yI5nDEc/s320/Image0162.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Went to Marina with this guy above with my dearest sis in law too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Awhile , meet sis in law's boyfriend and off home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Our journey was so damn awful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;The boy &amp;amp; i was so thirsty until we couldnt really stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Reached Simei and we ran just to bought drinks for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I had a great time but something happen that really upsets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;We had settled things nicely today .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Its just that i have to sacrifice abit &amp;amp; be strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;It sads me when you said that you made a stupid mistake for the past two years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I gotta be strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;School was fine. Again , i have to bare with my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;It kept coming out &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thanks to my babygirls &amp;amp; (insertname) for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;You guys that i loved dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;You guys made me strong once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting Shimaa &amp;lt;3 (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;But whatever it is , i gotta be strong &amp;amp; let time flies by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Thanks for sending me to the bustop with the hot sun that we have to bare with it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Apprieciate it aloot~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Someone told me that big girls dont cry (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-4466599621778724444?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4466599621778724444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4466599621778724444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4466599621778724444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4466599621778724444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-to-marina-with-this-guy-above-with.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S-O7SfCGusI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HYhVWCCwQWg/s72-c/Image0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8270565515409129276</id><published>2010-05-06T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:24:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;The Saddest Thing is to see someone you loved , loved someone else that you knew .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;(':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;But thank god , you made me strong once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Yesterday , I felt totally lost but thankfully im fine when people whom loved me were there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I love youu , people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Tomorrow , might be meeting the cousin &amp;amp; boyfriend and sleepover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Planning was to watch "Iron Man" but to recomfirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I love cousin because she know how to cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Saturday meeting bestfriend Irahh &amp;amp; Shakinah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Partyyyy people~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Been making myself busy due to forgetting him isnt that easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;But i believe days by days , he's gone from my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&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/807808382965573408-8270565515409129276?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8270565515409129276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8270565515409129276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8270565515409129276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8270565515409129276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/saddest-thing-is-to-see-someone-you.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3962817996090282941</id><published>2010-05-05T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T17:18:38.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday was a bad day for me. But in the end i managed to get over it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanks to people who made my day &amp;amp;&amp;amp; not forgetting my babygirls. Love youu guys alot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;End school and off to Saifudin's crib. When there just to teach tuition and yayyyy i get my payday from my dearest mama .&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Now i wannna watch movie ! "IRONMAN &amp;amp; "THE LAST SONG" , pretty please ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;accompany , anyone ? (:And bestfriendIrah texted yesterday and yes i meeting her saturday night !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;What should i say to mummy ? heeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Today was superbly AWESOMEEEEE even deep down im upset. But yeah, no point of me crying or think about him whereas he's there happy-ing away. So whatever laaaaaaa (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Had breakfast just now and blaa blaa blaaa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Seriously , i had a great time today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Super duper happy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3962817996090282941?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3962817996090282941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3962817996090282941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3962817996090282941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3962817996090282941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-was-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7855184863193039737</id><published>2010-05-04T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:53:55.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Afterall , what ive done for youu , in the end ive&amp;nbsp;find out , you still loved her like how you used to.&lt;br /&gt;How could i not know that every sinlge beat of your heart , its always for her &amp;amp; not me.&lt;br /&gt;Im leaving you for a reason &amp;amp; i lead my life somewhere this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7855184863193039737?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7855184863193039737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7855184863193039737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7855184863193039737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7855184863193039737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/afterall-what-ive-done-for-youu-in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-9158817273048243920</id><published>2010-05-02T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:04:26.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#1 When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 When she misses you, she’s hurting inside.&lt;br /&gt;#3 When she says it’s over, she still wants you to be hers.&lt;br /&gt;#4 When she walks away from you mad, follow her.&lt;br /&gt;#5 When she stares at your mouth, kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;#6 When she pushes or hits you, grab her tight &amp;amp; don’t let her go.&lt;br /&gt;#7 When she starts cursing at you, kiss her and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;#8 When she ignores you, give her your attention.&lt;br /&gt;#9 When she pulls away, pull her back.&lt;br /&gt;#10 When you see her at her worst, tell her she’s beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;#11 When you see her crying, just hold her and don’t say a word.&lt;br /&gt;#12 When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;br /&gt;#13 When she’s scared, protect her.&lt;br /&gt;#14 When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her head up and kiss her&lt;br /&gt;#15 When she steals your favourite jacket, let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.&lt;br /&gt;#16 When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#17 When she doesn’t answer for a long time, reassure her that everything is okay.&lt;br /&gt;#18 When she looks at you with doubt, back yourself up with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;#19 When she says that she likes you, she really does more than you could understand.&lt;br /&gt;#20 When she grabs your hands, hold hers and play with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;#21 When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#22 When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and untold.&lt;br /&gt;#23 When she looks at you in your eyes, don’t look away until she does.&lt;br /&gt;#24 Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;#25 Don’t let her have the last word.&lt;br /&gt;#26 Don’t call her hot, but gorgeous or beautiful is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;#27 Say you love her more than she could ever love you.&lt;br /&gt;#28 Argue that she is the best girl ever.&lt;br /&gt;#29 When she’s mad, hug her tight and don’t let go.&lt;br /&gt;#30 When she says she’s OK, don’t believe it, talk to her about it, because 10 yrs later she’ll still remember it.&lt;br /&gt;#31 Call her at 12:00am on special occasions to tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;#32 Call her before you sleep and after you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you do that for me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love , Efy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-9158817273048243920?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/9158817273048243920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=9158817273048243920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/9158817273048243920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/9158817273048243920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-when-you-break-her-heart-pain-never.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8915521540150843987</id><published>2010-05-01T15:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:29:03.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Done with new skins , people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will update soooooonn (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Much love , Efy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8915521540150843987?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8915521540150843987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8915521540150843987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8915521540150843987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8915521540150843987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/05/done-with-my-new-skins-people-will.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7756630858224746390</id><published>2010-04-30T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:19:26.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there when you need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there crying out loud when seeing you lying on that bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there to look after you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there to take care of your meals &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there to make you believe in yourself and not giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there to give advice to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there to support you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I was there for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;But what i get in return when you fully recovered ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Where's your promises you gave to me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Where's those words that you said to me earlier on ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont know what you want , boyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;If you wanna hurt me , then do it quickly because i couldnt take it any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yes , im sensitive with everything around me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i think you're as my boyfriend should know how my attitude goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You said you're tired of quarreling but i dont understand , &amp;nbsp;you're the one whom asking for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;What more do you want , Saifudin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;3 years&amp;nbsp;ive tried so hard to treat you well. Isnt that not enough for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im tired &amp;amp; yes i am totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7756630858224746390?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7756630858224746390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7756630858224746390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7756630858224746390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7756630858224746390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-there-when-you-need-me.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-2198227498440521018</id><published>2010-04-27T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:43:23.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Somehow , im scared things will change &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i dont want that to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im tired to be in tears and worst more to lose his love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;But whatever happens , i gotta be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont understand the way my feelings goes. Jealous is always in there ( someone said that to me..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Butt whatever it is&amp;nbsp;, let time flies by itself and let time heal by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yesterday , ive learned something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Bestfriend are much important rather than boyfriend., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;because boyfriend intend to always cheat on us while&amp;nbsp;bestfriend always be there for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So a lesson to learn now was , i dont have to trust&amp;nbsp;FRIENDS that much and boyfriends too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;cause friends intend to betrayed us while boyfriends intend to cheat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im so going to love my bestfriend more than FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; missing my bestfriend&amp;nbsp;Irah &amp;amp; bestfriend Amira too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/807808382965573408-2198227498440521018?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2198227498440521018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2198227498440521018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2198227498440521018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2198227498440521018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/04/somehow-im-scared-things-will-change-i.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4178801404610096539</id><published>2010-04-25T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T15:07:32.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The worst part is that i can see you doing it , because you want me to hooked , and at the same time you want me as an option , even if it is an option you'll never take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just dont understands you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/807808382965573408-4178801404610096539?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4178801404610096539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4178801404610096539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4178801404610096539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4178801404610096539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/04/worst-part-is-that-i-can-see-you-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4936860320553649653</id><published>2010-04-23T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:45:31.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S9FZU0gjvbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/C71UyDJv1NY/s1600/27206_116517728358826_100000017991100_302939_2407401_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S9FZU0gjvbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/C71UyDJv1NY/s320/27206_116517728358826_100000017991100_302939_2407401_n.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Dear someone , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sometimes when i look at you and you're looking back to me&amp;nbsp;, i can see something. This tweeny wheeny hint of something more , something you're feeling but cant say. When our eyes meet , its like we're constantly connected , and i know no one catches it but me and you . But , whatever it is i like it that way. Its like our own little secret ; a place we go to when everything around us just gone crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sometimes , i feel like a little jealous inside imagining someone can please you more than me. I guess its just my insecurities acting up a bit. Because i know im not the most beautiful , most fun&amp;nbsp;or even the most exciting person that you'll ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Much love , effy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4936860320553649653?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4936860320553649653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4936860320553649653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4936860320553649653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4936860320553649653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-when-i-look-at-you-and-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S9FZU0gjvbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/C71UyDJv1NY/s72-c/27206_116517728358826_100000017991100_302939_2407401_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-5236916319747464039</id><published>2010-04-09T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:19:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S77QhCDl57I/AAAAAAAAAz8/kEsi39Lrs0g/s1600/24684_328968398436_639258436_3671397_1852030_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S77QhCDl57I/AAAAAAAAAz8/kEsi39Lrs0g/s320/24684_328968398436_639258436_3671397_1852030_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im missing the days when you held my hand &amp;amp; we crossed those roads together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im sorry for whtever had happened yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know ive been such bad/stupid/naughty/naive girlfriend to you but deep down in me , iloveyou with all my heart. I didnt mean to hurt your feelings or cheat you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im lack of your attention &amp;amp; thats the reason why i did those stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Telling you the truth makes me&amp;nbsp;felt better &amp;amp; end up yoou're mad at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont blame you at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tears rolled down when reading those love letters that you gave me on our 3 years 3 month when we're celebrating&amp;nbsp; at Sentosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope things will be the way it is because you acting cold towards me days by days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta be strong &amp;amp; think positive and not trying to be an ego person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont care at all cause i knew &amp;amp; believe that im the only one in your heart , sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im not letting this one go again , i promise you that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S7wc4vbPRsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eJnTGkpcW9M/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S7wc4vbPRsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eJnTGkpcW9M/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;been pretty busy with some stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;School's in sooon and ohhhhhh can i end my school as soon as possible , please ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Missed bestfriend Irah ,&amp;nbsp; Nurul Amira &amp;amp; Ayie. booohuuu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Had a little arguments with the boy recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;All i can say , im lack of your attention , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;And to dearest bestfriendAmira , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Take things easy alright &amp;amp; dont rush of making decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason &amp;amp; prove to boyfriend that you're the only one whom can love him as much as you do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I miss you , bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We'll meet up soon as there's alot of catch up do on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-1312433216153283354?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1312433216153283354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1312433216153283354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1312433216153283354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1312433216153283354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/04/been-pretty-busy-with-some-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S7wc4vbPRsI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eJnTGkpcW9M/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4798988241607450091</id><published>2010-04-04T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:11:33.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WILL UPDATING REALLY SOON !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Planned today with the boy cancelled due to something . So , headed myself to yishun to babystar's crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off home and watched the dvds that i borrowed from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had a little argument with the boy cause of......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just read&amp;nbsp;insertname&amp;nbsp;blog &amp;amp; hell yeah its annoying at first and second , im getting mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like what the boy told me earlier , let them says what they want cause they just think that they're right and super duper perfect (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Girl&amp;nbsp;, no worries , i wont even say that stupid "SORRY" word to you cause i think you dont even deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at yourself in the mirror before saying something about people talking about you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thats all. I dont want to blog about her more and more like what she did at her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;such a disgrace people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND I MISS THE BOY ALREADY , like seriously ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-5932202720066011562?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5932202720066011562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=5932202720066011562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5932202720066011562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5932202720066011562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/planned-today-with-boy-cancelled-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-5925121197558411525</id><published>2010-03-27T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T14:41:04.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S62ctc9soSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VOdbsHsdU9Y/s1600/effy.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S62ctc9soSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VOdbsHsdU9Y/s320/effy.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Stayed at home due to im dead tired&amp;nbsp;and have been&amp;nbsp;outside almost everyday. Daddy's home early&amp;nbsp;today and he brought me something that im craving for. "HERSHEY" (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;yayyy ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Might be meeting the boy tomorrow as his family off to Abg faisal's crib to see the newborn baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I cant waiit ... but i dont know if i could make it tomorrow . Oh boy , i just hate things are clashing up ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And , im missing the boy already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So , i have to restart back about my school projects. Cant really much said in here as what had happened as it really killing me when thinking about it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Thanks Mummy , bestfriend , babygirls&amp;nbsp;and lastly ♥ for the advises. I apprieciate that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Now , i lead my way with a great one this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I just cant afford to lose you people cause you mean alot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;And to mummy , from now on im going to listen for whatever you gotta says cause whatever you said&amp;nbsp; , end up its true. You're the best people ive had and im so going to treasure you people deep down in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I dont have to worry much cause i wont lose anything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So , might be starting out my project by next week &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;trying to find a date to meet that babystar of mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And , i get a new job at the boy's crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Become a tutor to his nephew. Told mummy &amp;amp; daddy about it and they agreed with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im super happy cause everyday i might be seeing that boy of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh boy , i wish you knew how much iloveyou , baby (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-5925121197558411525?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5925121197558411525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=5925121197558411525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5925121197558411525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5925121197558411525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/stayed-at-home-due-to-im-dead-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S62ctc9soSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VOdbsHsdU9Y/s72-c/effy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8737752067254052096</id><published>2010-03-25T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:51:50.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superboy ♥.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6sagSKZCCI/AAAAAAAAAzE/n_lRSnMxLVw/s1600/gee.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6sagSKZCCI/AAAAAAAAAzE/n_lRSnMxLVw/s320/gee.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yesterday woke up early inda morning due to meeting the boy &amp;amp; his mum at CGH as he needs to check up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Had our lunch and off headed to the boy's crib , but mama &amp;amp; i off to Loyang Primary to fetch that naughty little cutest rascal aqasha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;He might be a nuisance but sometimes he can be such an adorable kid , ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Fetched him &amp;amp; headed back to the boy's crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Slacked at his crib as the boy couldnt walked around that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We had an argument for awhile because of this stupid idiotic issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I hate it when the part you throw things when you're mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I hate it when the part you have to shout at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I hate it when you just ignored me just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So , i was fed up , i'll intend to keep myself quiet and waited for mama to finish pray and im off home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I was upset , so i'll just walk out from his crib just like that without even seeing the boy's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cried when walking down to the bustop and&amp;nbsp;as usual bestfriend never fail &amp;nbsp;to calm me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Reached home&amp;nbsp; nearly nine and received a text from the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And it was so sweet of you , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You should know better that no matter how hard i mad , upset at you , it never change the way i felt about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ive forgive you already the moment my tearsdrop , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Didnt met the boy today &amp;amp; i never get tired of saying , imy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Received a call from that bloody fuck and as per normal , acting innocent enough infront of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Hey , im getting puke okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You the cause of everything and fuck i just couldnt want to see your face cause i just hate you as much as i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You dont have to know my boyfriend's condition because everything's come from you , asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I just wish i could turn back the time ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But i believe , everything happen's for a reason. And i love the way im living my life with boyfriend&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He's changing alot and he made me love him even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Friends upset me alot but what can i do .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;All i want is to end my school as sooon as possible , please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Bestfriend , where are you ? where have you been ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I miss you ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I need you cause there's much things i gotta share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Its only you , i can depend on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Its only you , i can share everything with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imy , bestfriend Irah ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-8737752067254052096?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8737752067254052096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8737752067254052096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8737752067254052096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8737752067254052096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-woke-up-early-inda-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6sagSKZCCI/AAAAAAAAAzE/n_lRSnMxLVw/s72-c/gee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2463646973229071851</id><published>2010-03-23T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:14:00.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6jGWVaVxkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hKElXk0qyH4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6jGWVaVxkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hKElXk0qyH4/s320/untitled.bmp" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Out of all pictures , this picture of him is the best :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So today , stayed at home with my loved ones &amp;amp; yes we had a great movie marathon together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its been 17 years , ive not been spending time with family like what i did today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Now , i realised how important of having family it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Didnt met the boy today &amp;amp; i missed him already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Texted with him the whole fucking day &amp;amp; it enlights me with all his texts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Now&amp;nbsp;, waiting patiently for his call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Call me hurry , dude cause ive missed you dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Received a text from a friend.. bla bla bla.. &amp;amp; i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I just want to end my school life as soon as possible , can i ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I just have enough of problems right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Couldnt i stop having probs , can i ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I hate having problems &amp;amp; people intend to blamed me for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Like one problems that im facing with SuperBoy. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Somehow , whatever happens , i still loved my girlfriends in ITE Yishun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Called the boy and thanks for always been there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Iloveyou , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;He makes me calm down with those texts he sent to me &amp;amp; that makes me love him even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Awww... my superboy never fail to make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Like what my friend says : just endure it &amp;amp; concentrate on your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Of course , i will , twin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2463646973229071851?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2463646973229071851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2463646973229071851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2463646973229071851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2463646973229071851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-all-pictures-this-picture-of-him.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6jGWVaVxkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hKElXk0qyH4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2938776464743057435</id><published>2010-03-22T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:43:30.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6bef0EeRkI/AAAAAAAAAy0/i759PZq1bwY/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6bef0EeRkI/AAAAAAAAAy0/i759PZq1bwY/s320/DSC01249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Currently , at the Superboy's crib. While waiting for mama to get ready , take the opportunity to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;So , today plan accompany mama to settle some stuffs about the boy's case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;i hope everything's gonna be fine and nothing serious gonna happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;im so in love with my Superboy. I just cant afford to lose him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Went to uncle abby's engagement &amp;amp; i had a great time with all of my cousins and relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;But , the saddest part was Superboy wasnt there. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Everyone was asking about him and i just really hoping that he was there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I just loved my superboy dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;God , please made him walk again llike how it used to , please ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;After the engagement and stuffs , asked daddy to send me to the boy's crib as i missed him &amp;amp; i have to visit him cause he needs me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;talked , laughed , quarrelled abit about something , bathed , and off sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Reached home , talked awhile with mummy about that jerk &amp;amp; thanks mummy for your support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yeah , i should listen to you at the first place for not falling for him cause end up this i get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"A Bad Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yes mummy , i regret of loving that jerk and i just waste my 2 months time with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;But who cares , cause they dont even know my life , so you people can just fuck off and talking about me , just making me even more famous , arsehole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Just accept the fact that whoever you clings with , they will intend to leave you cause you dont even know how to impress girls, dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Lu bole belah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Superboy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;i love you , dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont wish to end our relationship just like that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You've been a great one to me for the past 3 years even we quarrelled alot of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I know everything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And thank god , things are changing right now &amp;amp; so are my Superboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ive been waiting for this days , love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;The days when you changed for the better &amp;amp; love me with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Please , dont ever leave me cause i need you to be right by side all the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;amp; the plans that we've been planning all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're the best of all , Saifudin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2938776464743057435?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2938776464743057435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2938776464743057435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2938776464743057435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2938776464743057435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/currently-at-superboys-crib.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6bef0EeRkI/AAAAAAAAAy0/i759PZq1bwY/s72-c/DSC01249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-7438655396725820964</id><published>2010-03-20T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:29:35.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6Q5ySQT4HI/AAAAAAAAAyk/3gQ28--NSMw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6Q5ySQT4HI/AAAAAAAAAyk/3gQ28--NSMw/s320/untitled.bmp" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday , didnt went to school due to i need to accompany mama sent ♥ to Poly as the boy needs to change his wounds and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;After done everything , waited papa to fetched us &amp;amp; i tell ya my legs went really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;waited around 15 mintues plus , i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So ,we're off to Jurong to visit Kak Wedah and backed to the boy's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;We had a great time even ♥ was at a state like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;We watched this movie called "Sorority Row."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The show was totally uncensored and lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So , back to home sweet home around 8 plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Andand im working later at 6pm. I missed all of them in Bali Thai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But before headed to work , off to the boy's cribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cause i missed him already right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So , today meeting family right after work cause we're going to watch midnight movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Alice In Wonderland-3d"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I heard the show's boring but too bad i have to cause lil sis &amp;amp; bro wanna watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;booohuuuuu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Baby , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;You dont have to be in tears like yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;It really upsets me when seeing you in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Yes , im upset with the situation right now but mummy told me to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sometime , i'll intend to cry &amp;nbsp;without leting people knowing im in tears , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;but mummy caught me in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i dont know what to do or say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I just want you to be the way you are last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Fetching me from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Eating lunch with me after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Never fail to come over to my crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Nver fail to make me , mummy and all smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I want it to be the way things should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Baby , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;recover soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I need you to support me , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;im sorry to made you suffered for two months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Ive realised that i wont be making you suffer again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We've been too long &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;i'll never let everything go just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Hold my hand , look me into my eyes &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;im yours forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;ily , SuperBoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-7438655396725820964?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7438655396725820964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7438655396725820964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7438655396725820964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7438655396725820964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterday-didnt-went-to-school-due-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6Q5ySQT4HI/AAAAAAAAAyk/3gQ28--NSMw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4134485710684761405</id><published>2010-03-19T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:20:47.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6JSM8QfY2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/ZazPEf5GRqI/s1600-h/Photo0184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6JSM8QfY2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/ZazPEf5GRqI/s320/Photo0184.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Just done with my blogskins &amp;amp; even my URL too. Yeah , things changed sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But i just cant lie to myself on and on. Ive been too long with the superboy ♥ and its not easy for me to just forget about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes , he made me upset several times but i believe everything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;All i want is for you to be the best for me &amp;amp; not making me upset again. Can uhhh ?? hahahaaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Superboy ♥ , please took care of yourself. I missed those littlest things we had together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Tomorrow not going to school due to i need to send the boy to Poly. To change his Dressing and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Now im concentrating on my Superboy only cause now he's my first priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Im not interested with any guys right now. Its now all about SUPERBOY ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Girl , please dont be such an attention-seeker towards my Superboy alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Go and find someone else if you need special attention from guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Please , stop disturbing my relationships, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Just fcuk off , alright (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4134485710684761405?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4134485710684761405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4134485710684761405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4134485710684761405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4134485710684761405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-done-with-my-blogskins-even-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S6JSM8QfY2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/ZazPEf5GRqI/s72-c/Photo0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-7274481618789695799</id><published>2010-03-14T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:34:36.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S5ymMP6fWyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ELP9t7LLASM/s1600-h/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S5ymMP6fWyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ELP9t7LLASM/s320/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Heyy people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Damn &amp;nbsp;, my blog's totally dead. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Been busy lately after since the boy had an accident. He was in a bad condition. I was upset when seeing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Been spending more of my time in hospital rather than at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;My routine for the past one week was : wake up early inda morning go school , end school inda afternoon and off to hospital , off home around ten to eleven plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Never fail to go hospital cause the boy needs me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sometimes , im so pity looking at him but i gotta stay strong &amp;amp; give him encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Being in thsi kind of situation makes me bonding with his family that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;We've laughed , talk craps , jokes around and i had a great time being with his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Thank god , god gave him another chance to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Hope you'll get soon , mohammad saifudin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;School's holiday are pretty near and hell yeah i cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Because , i got alot of plans to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Its going to be fun in this March holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Basically , my jakarta's trip cancelled due to the boy wasnt in a good state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;At the same time , i got to stay in Singapore cause someone will going to miss me like bloody hell. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I dont know how things going are right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Let just time decide it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Ps: i just got to know that my picture with shima all in the newspaper today from someone i dont know inda facebook. Check it out , people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7274481618789695799?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7274481618789695799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7274481618789695799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7274481618789695799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7274481618789695799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyy-people-damn-my-blogs-totally-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S5ymMP6fWyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ELP9t7LLASM/s72-c/25950_1345290505588_1031012131_31057306_1683915_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8928602142465075467</id><published>2010-03-03T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:48:11.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S45EDxucqXI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/QXHjuSl0sFo/s1600-h/Photo0192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S45EDxucqXI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/QXHjuSl0sFo/s320/Photo0192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I love that lil sis of mine . booohhuu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;So , having dinner at River Han last friday was AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;amp; Ex boyfriend was there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Things between me &amp;amp; the boy was abit shaky at first but after awhile i think things are getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;But , i dont know laa. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I still have doubts on something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;School was as per normal &amp;amp; hell yes i had great time with babygirls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;So the boy&amp;nbsp;called me after since i text him that ive reached school , as where am i as he really wants to meet me. even it just for 5 minutes. Awww (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;The boy asked me to wait for him today , i said to myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;" ayy , deknie abes kul 5 siaaa! " hahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;So , end up didnt met the boy after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Andand someone going to have a new bike &amp;amp; glad to hear that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Okay , im off to rest my body up cause tomorrow's another big day for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;goooonniigght , people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-8928602142465075467?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8928602142465075467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8928602142465075467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8928602142465075467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8928602142465075467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-that-lil-sis-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S45EDxucqXI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/QXHjuSl0sFo/s72-c/Photo0192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-210054562859720532</id><published>2010-03-02T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:38:35.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;it all started off nicely and i didnt realised that i fell , in love with you suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The love , care and concern you gave , it amazes me and i felt like im the only one and no one else except me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;True for whatever people said , people change sometimes. So , i just accept the fact of what's happening right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Maybe Karma hits me back or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I just felt something's not right between us &amp;amp; yes i'll kept everything right inside me cause i know no one in this world understands me even you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Crying every night , thinking of why i have to face this kind of situation but i know and believe that evrything happens for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Its just that right now , i have to learn to be strong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;god , give me the strength to face all these&amp;nbsp; , please )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-210054562859720532?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/210054562859720532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=210054562859720532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/210054562859720532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/210054562859720532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-all-started-off-nicely-and-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8760376701991397828</id><published>2010-03-01T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:08:19.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanks for the wonderful days you've been with me for the past one month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its great knowing you and im glad i have the chance to spent those days with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The strawberries i&amp;nbsp;gave it to you. The FERRERO ROCHER you gave to me.&amp;nbsp;The love ive always&amp;nbsp;get from you but honestly , deep down , you've changed in a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i&amp;nbsp;swear it hurts me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont know what to do and i just hope you're happy with the way you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its not about that lala or whoever shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I guess , i shouldnt be saying that. Im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I take back my words , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You can just contact with her or whoever cause right now i felt everything change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;And i have no right to stop you from whatever you wanna do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;And right now , i just dont feel the love from you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;It really upsets me , muhd noah. )': *sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8760376701991397828?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8760376701991397828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8760376701991397828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8760376701991397828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8760376701991397828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-for-wonderful-days-youve-been.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-2285877332165633584</id><published>2010-02-27T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:42:55.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I didnt mean to made you upset , angry or etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I dont feel good when i have to lie but infact i believe the truth always hurts but i just wanna be&amp;nbsp;honest to you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Im sorry for everything and i believe im sucks to you , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You have the right to scold me and im terrible sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I bet im just sucker for love ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;im sorry &amp;amp; imissyou , cheeky boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear friend ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Its true sometimes people change and things too. But deep down , i miss the littlest things we share together. The best part was going in the same toilet cubicle and shared stories so that no one hears us except both of us. I miss those days when im so darn fucking close to you. People would talk about us and "heyy , they do look alike ? " even the aunty stall talks about us too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;But , i bet everything change &amp;amp; heyy , you've tried to be a nice friend and i bet you did a great job , love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2285877332165633584?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2285877332165633584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2285877332165633584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2285877332165633584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2285877332165633584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-didnt-mean-to-made-you-upset-angry-or.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7690950620671966281</id><published>2010-02-24T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:42:49.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S4ULalStxsI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Vu7-SqsK2B8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S4ULalStxsI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Vu7-SqsK2B8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;Just came back from school. School was as normal , nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;But until this adorable ♥ was totally eager to meet me in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;So actually i dont know if adorable ♥ wants to give me something yesterday. And i felt totally bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Here's the conversation i had with one of my favourite aunty selling "MEE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Aunty: effy , ade mataer kat skola nie ay ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me: huh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Aunty : takde , tadi ade satu laki nie suruh kak letak something kat fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me : then ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Aunty : abeh kak tanye laah ,utk sape ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me: "listening attentively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Aunty: si laki tu ckp yg that time satu pompan letak strawberry kat fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Me: ye ke ? nie mesti si noah tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Andand i was eager to know what was it. But too bad aunty says until that adorable guy came then i can see what's in there. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Texted adorable ♥ , and we met right infront of that stall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;so yeahh , he took it and gave it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Awww , i was so touched .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;and he says " here's a little gift as an apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I dont need those stuffs just to ask forgiveness to me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I just need a sincere words from you &amp;amp; im happy enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;fyi , ive forgive you since the day we're otp and you seems so remorseful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Its okay , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Im fine and it will heal by itsself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Again , thankyousomuch for those chocolates , favourite boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I dont mind whose you're texting with , either is a girl or&amp;nbsp;someone special&amp;nbsp;but please dont lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I ♥ you , favourite boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ex boyfriend , please dont be sad cause i'll intend to be more upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-7690950620671966281?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7690950620671966281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7690950620671966281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7690950620671966281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7690950620671966281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-came-back-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S4ULalStxsI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Vu7-SqsK2B8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-6487017309738490134</id><published>2010-02-23T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:43:31.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I feel so shitty right now. I dont know what i have to do or think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I dont even know if i should be angry or upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But thanks lil sis for comforting me yesterday night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'll update a proper one when im okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Take Care , readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;All i need was a sincere love from you &amp;amp; not lying those stupid shits to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cause i hate people lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;As what you said to me ,&amp;nbsp;nomore hiding anything&amp;nbsp;between you &amp;amp; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;But instead , you made me in tears yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ive started to trust&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;, favourite boy but instead ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;hais )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6487017309738490134?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6487017309738490134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6487017309738490134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6487017309738490134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6487017309738490134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-feel-so-shitty-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-1560044432346104466</id><published>2010-02-21T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:34:53.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I MISS MY FAVOURITE BOY&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1560044432346104466?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1560044432346104466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1560044432346104466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1560044432346104466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1560044432346104466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-my-favourite-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7162567936688995793</id><published>2010-02-20T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:37:40.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I bet Ex boyfriend moving on cause he just left those bracelet on my table and yeah he's being different lately. So yeah , im glad for him cause i know im sucks. I dont deserve his love and whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's someone much more better than me. Ex boyfriend , you should follow what your friends said cause they're your first priority and im just a girl in your life.&lt;br /&gt;For three years im with you and i swear i wont regret of having you.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate everything that we gone through together.&lt;br /&gt;And i hope things will just be great for you without me.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care , Ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3-dMAWAZaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GnlpDXkgbS8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3-dMAWAZaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GnlpDXkgbS8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Been knowing this guy for one month &amp;amp; im glad that ive met him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;He's being too nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love the way he treats me as&amp;nbsp;he makes me&amp;nbsp;so special in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love the way he talks about me to his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love the way he called&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;just to hear my voice even its last for 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love the way he wrote about me in his blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;All i can say , i love the way you are , favourite boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Things are being so&amp;nbsp;hard for us &amp;amp; i dont wish to hurt him in anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Instead , he hold it strong even sometimes it hurts him alot just to make sure that i wont leave him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I wont leave you , favourite boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im always here with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Take my hand and hold it strong &amp;amp; never will you let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Even we are so far from each other , but please have faith on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i miss you , boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-7162567936688995793?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7162567936688995793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7162567936688995793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7162567936688995793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7162567936688995793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-bet-ex-boyfriend-moving-on-cause-he.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3-dMAWAZaI/AAAAAAAAAw4/GnlpDXkgbS8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-8036443631969774632</id><published>2010-02-19T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:25:00.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wasnt in the mood to go school but dearest faridah give me a wakeup call.&lt;/div&gt;So , get my ass out from bed &amp;amp; had my shower.&lt;br /&gt;Never fail to receive "Morning Text " from adorable ♥.&lt;br /&gt;Someone just cant wait to meet me in school (: how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;So , as usual entered class , didnt do anything , instead went out and meet adorable ♥&lt;br /&gt;Had my cross country just now &amp;amp; it turn out AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I came out fifth position &amp;amp; first for the team category.&lt;br /&gt;Twin &amp;amp; me deliberately cant wait for the Prize Giving. heee.&lt;br /&gt;Andand adorable ♥ texted me just to say " ily , girlfriend and im proud of you. " awww , how sweet he is (:&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly , it reminds me of Ex boyfriend. hmm ):&lt;br /&gt;Before we go to separate ways , he never fails to kiss me in my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;MUHD NOAH , you're just so sweet &amp;amp; i dont wish for you to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People , its my life and i appreciate your concern but im doing what's best for me.&lt;br /&gt;Lack is a nice guy &amp;amp; im glad&amp;nbsp;to have him.&lt;br /&gt;Din was just my past and i dont know if things will going to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Please , stop spamming my tagboard . &lt;br /&gt;Thankyou , beloved people .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8036443631969774632?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8036443631969774632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8036443631969774632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8036443631969774632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8036443631969774632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wasnt-in-mood-to-go-school-but-dearest.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3980719121265233146</id><published>2010-02-18T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:25:43.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Im not myself these days. I intend to lock myself in the room. Getting mad easily. Cried over littlest things , not in the mood to go school and&amp;nbsp;going out&amp;nbsp;and etc. Im just fuck up with things around me . No one understands me&amp;nbsp;including my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Im all alone right now. I dont have anyone to understands me even mummy. Even mummy doesnt understand me )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Will update a proper post when im okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;why dont you just delete everything about me in your blog since bit by bit you deleting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im lost &amp;amp; i dont know what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry if i couldnt be the best for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;)':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3980719121265233146?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3980719121265233146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3980719121265233146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3980719121265233146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3980719121265233146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-myself-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7984283822439991528</id><published>2010-02-15T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:49:26.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday went to Shima's house for her engagement . &amp;amp; glad to see those smile on her. Last long with Brother Ayit yeahh. May you guys last till marriage (:&lt;/div&gt;Nothing much happen. &lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture that i took yesterday. Its not that much due to my stupid camera battery running low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j6YwSbuBI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/egCllzW8P9Y/s1600-h/P2130799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j6YwSbuBI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/egCllzW8P9Y/s320/P2130799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j6gpB4zVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/8hNUbNYWer0/s1600-h/P2130796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j6gpB4zVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/8hNUbNYWer0/s320/P2130796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j69szMkMI/AAAAAAAAAww/HxQOI1yWzNs/s1600-h/P2130797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j69szMkMI/AAAAAAAAAww/HxQOI1yWzNs/s320/P2130797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I MISS THAT MONYETBOY ALREADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;COME BACK ASAP , PLEASE !&lt;/span&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/807808382965573408-7984283822439991528?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7984283822439991528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7984283822439991528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7984283822439991528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7984283822439991528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-went-to-shimas-house-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3j6YwSbuBI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/egCllzW8P9Y/s72-c/P2130799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-1794955885263934592</id><published>2010-02-14T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:05:48.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3dcrqtsjLI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9_VjcxRPtS4/s1600-h/100213_091931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3dcrqtsjLI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9_VjcxRPtS4/s320/100213_091931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Woke up early just to text adorable ♥ but end up i texted him for awhile cause im super tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Received five texts &amp;amp; six missed calls&amp;nbsp;from adorable ♥ when i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I felt bad for everything. I shouldnt have hurt his feelings in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I felt bad of everything ive done behind him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im sorry , boyfriend. I shouldnt lie to you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im being sucha asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im being sucha bad girlfriend to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im sorry , i should be with you always before you heading to KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Instead , im off bed while you're waiting for my texts or calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ARGH! i feel totally bad. I promise i wont do it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;It sads me when i make you cried yesterday night &amp;amp; i didnt meant to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But please , have faith on me cause im different from other girls that you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Andand please , dont compare me with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday went out with Saifudin as our so called "3 years 1 month".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Everything that he has did to me was so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanks for the letters &amp;amp; roses that you gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im so touched . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But , i dont want to give hopes on him and the end i'll hurt him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I just want you to move on &amp;amp; i know you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its just that you cant bare to see me with someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Likewise , people change and feelings change too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Everything that i am &amp;amp; what im doing , it happens for a reason &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;its&amp;nbsp;not about revenging or whatever shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I had&amp;nbsp;a great time with you , honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; it really touched me when you score that goal for me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But , i cant lie to myself on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thanks for accompany-ing buying my MACBETH SHOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So , today plan was heading to Bedok. Dearest shima engagement with brother ayit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;meeting Saifudin later in the afternoon and im off home when everything's done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Cause i promise adorable ♥ that i wont disappoint him when he's away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;amp; i'll keep that in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3dm1C-5R8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/7pEyMnEqPxQ/s1600-h/17050_1142676142134_1684397619_290513_6341031_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3dm1C-5R8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/7pEyMnEqPxQ/s320/17050_1142676142134_1684397619_290513_6341031_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Seee that picture above..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Please tell him that i miss him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;amp; return home safely and as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i♥♥♥♥ him !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1794955885263934592?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1794955885263934592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1794955885263934592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1794955885263934592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1794955885263934592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/woke-up-early-just-to-text-adorable-but.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3dcrqtsjLI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9_VjcxRPtS4/s72-c/100213_091931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4960192515324961787</id><published>2010-02-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:05:53.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3VJccyqnmI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Uss6rEAQQlc/s320/8924_104341092909823_100000017991100_117192_1795541_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its the best feeling when you started off falling in love with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;School was as per normal , meeting babygirls in school was great as usual. Never failed to make me laugh with their stupid jokes but im glad to have them in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ended school at 12pm &amp;amp; straight off to take my so called&amp;nbsp;"Little Gift" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As usual , called him up to fetch me &amp;amp; we slacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable ♥ was so speechless of what i did today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heyy , all i did was just to&amp;nbsp;see those smile on your face &amp;amp; to prove to you that im not going to disappoint you. There's moreeeeeeeeeee surprises to commmmeee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable ♥&amp;nbsp; 's going soon &amp;amp; fuck shit im going to miss him badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So , i must keep myself busy just to not missing him that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday - Ex boyfriend's brother engagement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday - Outing with Geeks ( not to be comfirmed )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tuesday - ♥ 's back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday - MY FIRST MONTH WITH ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Baby ♥ ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;all i can say im deeply&amp;nbsp;in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Even something or someone tried to&amp;nbsp;makes us fall apart , just bare in mind that i wont leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Cause i just couldnt afford losing someone like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You're being too nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You're being too sweet to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; lastly , you're in love deeply with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Andand i just wouldnt let everything falls&amp;nbsp;apart that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Let's make a great one for you this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i try my best to be the best person that you could've imagined , ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The best feeling was hearing you voice saying out , "iloveyou , effy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3NzO8Q3lHI/AAAAAAAAAvo/M4OCJOCKDvc/s1600-h/8125_1074050066525_1684397619_154196_2472612_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3NzO8Q3lHI/AAAAAAAAAvo/M4OCJOCKDvc/s320/8125_1074050066525_1684397619_154196_2472612_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I &amp;nbsp;felt lost / pissed / fuckup / upset / disappointed on myself but i know out of all this feelings i felt whenever adorable ♥ beside me , i just felt everything's gonna be alright even deep down im way upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i&amp;nbsp; felt bad. I didnt mean to be so harsh on adorable ♥. &lt;br /&gt;Yes , ive started to love him more and more cause he's just being too nice and understand me well.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish to hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish to be a bad person to him.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish to lie to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;All i want is to have him with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds weird to me as its the first time ive fall in love with someone else deeply for about 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;Things are just the way that i want him to be.&lt;br /&gt;I dont asked him to be perfect cause no one is perfect. All i want him is to loved me dearly for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;The best part was , hearing his voice saying "iloveyou , effy."&lt;br /&gt;Baby ♥ ,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if whatever ive said or do makes you upset or angry. i try to be the besti can that you couldnt imagine.&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND i forget to bring some strawberries for adorable ♥ that ive kept abit for him.ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;And meeting this cute guy of mine later on due to accompany him to take his passport.&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be away on this Sunday &amp;amp; im so going to miss him.&lt;br /&gt;let him return safely to Singapore as soon as possibble , please.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to miss him badly ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8200021341309307096?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8200021341309307096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8200021341309307096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8200021341309307096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8200021341309307096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-felt-lost-pissed-fuckup-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3NzO8Q3lHI/AAAAAAAAAvo/M4OCJOCKDvc/s72-c/8125_1074050066525_1684397619_154196_2472612_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-37349301363968533</id><published>2010-02-09T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:59:40.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3FOyK3M1tI/AAAAAAAAAuA/okoA1NQsTqQ/s1600-h/100206_190613+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3Fa_mzCgAI/AAAAAAAAAvA/SQjNv9jQsRI/s1600-h/100206_190613+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3Fa_mzCgAI/AAAAAAAAAvA/SQjNv9jQsRI/s320/100206_190613+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Didnt update blog for a few days due to im busy with stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Last Saturday , Celebrating Lil sis birthday and I had a double date on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ive used to have double date with Twin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But now , things change &amp;amp; im missing those days when im closed to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But whatever it is , i still loved her as My Twin (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So back to the topic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously , it was way AWESOME !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had our lunch at PASTAMANIA due to im craving for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable ♥ was so cute when ive ordered for him Spicy meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes , Effy loves to bully Lacko (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And adorable ♥ bought those anklet &amp;amp; bracelet that ive been wanting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankyou so much , Muhd Noah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bought our Tickets for " Tooth Fairy" , &amp;amp; i tell ya its the&amp;nbsp;funniest stories that ive watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about the show was Ryan Sheckler did act too. &amp;amp; i was like ARGHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only adorable ♥ knows how i reacts it .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ended show , window shopping,&amp;nbsp;slacked awhile , took pictures&amp;nbsp;and rushed to meet daddy as he wanna bought lil sis's new phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andand this cutest guy of mine said , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby , i wish you dont have to go off early and blablabla&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How sweet he is .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had an awesome time with this adorable guy &amp;amp; im looking forward our next outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating Lil Sis , Baby Sis 's birthday at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; this time with family and mum's side&amp;nbsp;and i really had&amp;nbsp;a great time too with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; ex boyfriend did come over too but yeah we didnt talk much together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know what's up with him so yeah . hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterall&amp;nbsp;, I had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday woke up early due to meeting adorable♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our plan failed due to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont have to said in here (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But , i had a great time whenever he's&amp;nbsp;there beside me cause he never fail to make me smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;School was as usual just now but adorable ♥ didnt attend to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I missed him so much (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Recently , met ex boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes , i did felt upset cause seeing the way he is right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He really try hie very best to win my heart back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But i dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why cant we just be friends ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause i dont want to get hurt anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And in fact likewise ive said&amp;nbsp;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I wont leave Muhd Noah or hurt him ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;PICTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3FZOIohSHI/AAAAAAAAAuI/nGGMFlwDmxM/s1600-h/100206_155712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3FZOIohSHI/AAAAAAAAAuI/nGGMFlwDmxM/s320/100206_155712.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3FbumAGRVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/0CUBfq2Elg0/s1600-h/100206_190927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3FbumAGRVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/0CUBfq2Elg0/s320/100206_190927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saw that Green Watch . He says that watch was his Heart cause he bought it with his own effort &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; now ever since ive wear it , i bring his heart whenever i go (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You're the sweetest stranger that ive ever met , ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-37349301363968533?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/37349301363968533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=37349301363968533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/37349301363968533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/37349301363968533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-update-blog-for-few-days-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S3Fa_mzCgAI/AAAAAAAAAvA/SQjNv9jQsRI/s72-c/100206_190613+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-4633194434069507456</id><published>2010-02-06T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:57:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday didnt attend to lesson due to we're late for lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So , had my breakfast with Babygirls &amp;amp; searched for lil sis's present (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Didnt get to meet adorable♥ yesterday &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;that silly guy kept saying " IMISSYOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Im still here laa not far far away right ? hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So , received a text from adorable ♥ &amp;amp; it upsets me for awhile. I dont blame him for telling me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;infact im glad he told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I dont even expect someone would called me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"IM A SLUT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So yeahh , ive to accept it cause all that from people's mouth and i cant be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;They're just jealous cause im leading a good life right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But if yes i am a SLUT&amp;nbsp;, i would go around &amp;amp; let the guys fuck me , touch me ! But , i know i dont do such things cause i do have my own pride (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You people are just boring people whom go around and spread false stories about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Thanks adorable ♥ for still holding on to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Thanks for believing on me &amp;amp; understands me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You're sucha amazing stranger that ive met . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To lil sis :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy 13th birthday , babylove. May your wishes come true &amp;amp; be a better person in the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always loved you , lil sis even though we used to quarrel everytime over littlest thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But heyy , no matter what happens , im glad to have a lil sis like you , love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us celebrate your birthday today with a memorable one this time , alright ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Effy ♥ Youuu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUkmIm0uI/AAAAAAAAAtc/x4TmfdjM2ac/s1600-h/100204_104214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUkmIm0uI/AAAAAAAAAtc/x4TmfdjM2ac/s320/100204_104214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUqMONH8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/K0EolFwNfLI/s1600-h/100204_104246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUqMONH8I/AAAAAAAAAtk/K0EolFwNfLI/s320/100204_104246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUunAlxNI/AAAAAAAAAts/jSt_AfCbh0I/s1600-h/100205_110305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUunAlxNI/AAAAAAAAAts/jSt_AfCbh0I/s320/100205_110305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUzbF-ekI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lpZI_XrEX8Q/s1600-h/100205_110218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUzbF-ekI/AAAAAAAAAt0/lpZI_XrEX8Q/s320/100205_110218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's a few pictures with Babygirls. More in FACEBOOK (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4633194434069507456?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4633194434069507456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4633194434069507456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4633194434069507456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4633194434069507456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-didnt-attend-to-lesson-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zUkmIm0uI/AAAAAAAAAtc/x4TmfdjM2ac/s72-c/100204_104214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-1962728160352211598</id><published>2010-02-06T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:29:51.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zT1hxCuCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LKPGzLZ1Sm0/s1600-h/100204_104214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zT1hxCuCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LKPGzLZ1Sm0/s200/100204_104214.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1962728160352211598?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1962728160352211598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1962728160352211598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1962728160352211598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1962728160352211598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S2zT1hxCuCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LKPGzLZ1Sm0/s72-c/100204_104214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-7250693851422007265</id><published>2010-02-04T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:54:29.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Been busy for the past few days &amp;amp; much had happened to me recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont know what's in me &amp;amp; i dont kknow how to start with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont want to lie to ex boyfriend or adorable ♥ in a same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;All i can say , im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ex boyfriend , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I apprieciate those love that we build for about three years. I didnt even feel regret when im with you all these along. But things change , sometimes. Ive still loved you like how it used to but i just cant keep lying to myself. I dont wanna things to happen again &amp;amp; again and i dont want to be an idiot again , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont know how to say all these in front of you cause i cant bare to see the tears and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;im sorry. Im doing these not because i have someone else or whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im doing what's best for us. &amp;amp; i believe that you'll find someone better enough for me. I gotta move on with life this time , love. hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Hearing your tears on the phone makes me cant even say a word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im sorry , adorable ♥ if i ever hurt you in anyway.I didnt mean it. Im just too stress up about how things going on to me. No one understands what's in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks for always been there for me &amp;amp; i apprieciate those littlest thing i had with you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks for understands me even ive hurt you or upsets you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yes , i know i dont deserve your sincerely love cause ive always caused trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Im sorry , once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So last week meeting this&amp;nbsp;adorable guy&amp;nbsp;at Tampines. Slacked &amp;amp; as usual its awesome (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;ohh yes , will be meeting this guy again on MONDAY. ~shhhhhhhhhhh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Met adorable ♥ just now cause he wanted to give me something &amp;amp; yes i do really appreciate it alot (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;you dont have to leave me , adorable ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7250693851422007265?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7250693851422007265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7250693851422007265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7250693851422007265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7250693851422007265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/02/been-busy-for-past-few-days-much-had.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-6194373470602307502</id><published>2010-01-30T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:52:25.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;IM SORRRY. I DIDNT MEAN TO HURT YOU , Adorable ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6194373470602307502?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6194373470602307502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6194373470602307502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6194373470602307502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6194373470602307502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorrry.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4282727973749832469</id><published>2010-01-28T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:36:14.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im bored and im in school right now (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday didnt attend afternoon lesson due to meeting adorable ♥ at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;So , slacked awhile and something happens that really upsets me. &lt;br /&gt;But still , adorable ♥ made my day by buying me chocolate that im craving for (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you , Muhd Noah.&lt;br /&gt;Off from yishun around 1.30 and off to Lavendar.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with adorable ♥ cause we laughed about littlest things non- stop.&lt;br /&gt;After done with the passport thingy , we slacked and off home.&lt;br /&gt;Adorable ♥ wanting to sent me home but i insist (:&lt;br /&gt;Reached safely home at six plus.&lt;br /&gt;Gy topup uppppp laaaa , bodoh ! (: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt attend to afternoon lesson later on due to wanting to settle kurjen's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; might be meeting adorable ♥ after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was amazed by your three missed calls from you at 12am plus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you never called me during that hour just to talk on the phone with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hais. Why now you try to prove to me that im always there in your mind ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why when im with you, you doesnt do that? hais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish you knew , ex boyfriend. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Let me spend the day with you before you're away cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i know im going to miss you , adorable ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-4282727973749832469?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4282727973749832469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4282727973749832469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4282727973749832469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4282727973749832469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-6727727544927789215</id><published>2010-01-26T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:23:49.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S169sptmACI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NH1jzu4UGu0/s1600-h/BENG003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S169sptmACI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NH1jzu4UGu0/s320/BENG003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I love my babygirls more than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the worst part was seeing that fucking jerk in school. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Suddenly , i dont have any appetite to eat just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only twin knows why (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Planning was to go home with that adorable&amp;nbsp;♥ but he have soccer in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So yeahh , went home with babygirls instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow i need to be in school as early as i can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And yes , will be meeting that adorable guy after school as he needs to do his passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im so going to miss him when he's away on fourteen february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Likewise twin said , we dont celebrate Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Instead on that particular date , i'll be heading to Shima's house as she really force me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats hunney. Last long with Ayit yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seeing ex boyfriend with a new girl makes me wanna cry yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But somehow , i gotta be strong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;cause i know you'll never leave me , adorable ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-6727727544927789215?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6727727544927789215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6727727544927789215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6727727544927789215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6727727544927789215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-my-babygirls-more-than-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S169sptmACI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NH1jzu4UGu0/s72-c/BENG003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-595991715375035296</id><published>2010-01-25T18:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:20:39.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;School was as usual. Nothing much to update . But i have this girl name Lyna in my school . Whenever i walked past her or whatever shit , she'll always looked at me. &lt;em&gt;Lesbiann ayy kau ?&lt;/em&gt; hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So told babygirls about that . What i did was just now , pretend to walk past her and yes twin did realised she did looked at me while i was walking. I know what's the reason anyway ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So basically , she was contacting this Matrep of mine , Faizal and she gets to know that i used to be with that faizal . So i just dont understand why she kept looking at me ? Jealous ? ohh please , you can have him cs&amp;nbsp;i dont need&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;guy like him &amp;nbsp;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we didnt attend the first lesson due to we're so restless. So , slacked at usual place and idk why in a sudden , i just felt like crying. boohooo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;E called just now when im inside the class &amp;amp; i was like freaking mad at him. Bodohh kauuu . hmph !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ended school around three and something happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Friend , i dont wish to trust you nor that close to you anymore&amp;nbsp;like how i treat the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Cause , you dissapointed me by lying and your words you can just save it for yourself. I dont wish to interfere your life anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Met Irahh after school since she needs help . imma a good friend . heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Settle things &amp;amp; off to meet E , and thanks for accompany me buying clothes just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I had a great time with this bunch of people. Thanks for making my life so lively (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;didnt have the chance to talk or even see that adorable ♥ in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;And yes adorable ♥ scolded me for something&amp;nbsp;cause i do things&amp;nbsp;that he dont like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;): hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;but i know for a meanwhile only. heh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;and yes he owns me TWO chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Saw something and i was like smiling to myself. Im glad enough that i made a good one this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;And what i meant was leaving him forever. Cause he wouldnt change at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So people out there , trust me i wont be turning back this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;But im proud of myself cause for what ive seen , i didnt feel upset , pissed or angry instead im happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Because im glad he's moving on like i am right now. I cant lie my feelings&amp;nbsp;sometimes&amp;nbsp;, i do missed him &amp;amp; i will intend to day dream about him , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;the littlest things we spent together and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;But heyy , i need time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;and today my stupid maid cooked his favourite dish. It reminds me of him. He will intend to eat it more than two times in&amp;nbsp;a day ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;God , please give me strength to overcome all these. I dont wish to hate him and i dont wish&amp;nbsp;him to&amp;nbsp;be in my mind every second ,&amp;nbsp;minute &amp;amp; hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117pJ88MNI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pv39aHPr-hk/s1600/16840_107430212605515_100000156097809_197960_7635207_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117pJ88MNI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pv39aHPr-hk/s320/16840_107430212605515_100000156097809_197960_7635207_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117m82iQCI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IaDY0e3JZQo/s1600-h/16840_107430209272182_100000156097809_197959_6818042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117m82iQCI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IaDY0e3JZQo/s320/16840_107430209272182_100000156097809_197959_6818042_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117j2vwcxI/AAAAAAAAAss/DdNoaBRsGY4/s1600-h/16840_107430205938849_100000156097809_197958_6573889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117j2vwcxI/AAAAAAAAAss/DdNoaBRsGY4/s320/16840_107430205938849_100000156097809_197958_6573889_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117efmkTeI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fKIrnTIVEYw/s1600-h/16840_107430202605516_100000156097809_197957_1400618_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117efmkTeI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fKIrnTIVEYw/s320/16840_107430202605516_100000156097809_197957_1400618_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and i want you to know that im glad that you've been always there for me , adorable ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and you'll get your strawberry kiss sooooonnn , ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-595991715375035296?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/595991715375035296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=595991715375035296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/595991715375035296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/595991715375035296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S117pJ88MNI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pv39aHPr-hk/s72-c/16840_107430212605515_100000156097809_197960_7635207_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-7053239156135441796</id><published>2010-01-24T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:23:53.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1ut9f7ihYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iPSVK8AJsIM/s1600-h/19331_108981082445824_100000017991100_228377_943475_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1ut9f7ihYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iPSVK8AJsIM/s320/19331_108981082445824_100000017991100_228377_943475_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Booooooooooooooo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday was totally awesome though kinda of tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;But still , received a text from&amp;nbsp;him never stop me from smiling (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;He's just being a sweetest thang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Heyy , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;deleting the post about him &amp;amp; i think i dont have to post about him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cause that adorable guy really gave me hope to move on in&amp;nbsp;life and not turning back ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I should thanks to him for being sucha wonderful person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Ohh yes , im so going to have a date with him soooooonnnnnnnn when my payday's out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;YAY-NESS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-7053239156135441796?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7053239156135441796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7053239156135441796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7053239156135441796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7053239156135441796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/httpwww_24.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1ut9f7ihYI/AAAAAAAAAsc/iPSVK8AJsIM/s72-c/19331_108981082445824_100000017991100_228377_943475_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2160692771792696055</id><published>2010-01-23T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:26:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1qSFWaItCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/fKauXXOfDik/s1600-h/DSC01161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1qSFWaItCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/fKauXXOfDik/s320/DSC01161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Meeting this&amp;nbsp;drummer guy&amp;nbsp;yesterday right after school .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At first , meeting him was darn awkward since we ive broke up with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But after so long , i managed to treat him as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But whatever it is , things are just way fine between me &amp;amp; him. I mean in a way of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Likewise ,&amp;nbsp;i dont want to be in a relationship for the time being cause i just need a break of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See , that picture above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The drummer was holding around one thousand three , i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this what he said to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;" You , jom kite lari , duet khawin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the way his mom acts was really funny. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off home around four plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday , school was abit slacked , i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hasif did tell me something about this jerk &amp;amp; i was like&amp;nbsp;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes , i have an affair with him before but that was awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im angry because he's like a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only me &amp;amp; hasif knows about it. So yeahh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah , feeling angry for just&amp;nbsp;a moment cause this sweetest guy calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awww.. he's just being so adorable but one thing i hate about him for sure his STUBBOR-NESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin ♥ called &amp;amp; asked me out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry cousin , im not in the mood to go out due to i have something on in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Promise , we'll set a date when my payday's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IMISSYOU , COUSIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Someone really asked me if i were to be his valentine's date on 14 February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I insist cause i dont want to have a date on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All i wanna be on that date wwas to be with my friends and not date or whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause from now , i dont need one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-2160692771792696055?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2160692771792696055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2160692771792696055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2160692771792696055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2160692771792696055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/meeting-this-guy-right-after-school-due.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1qSFWaItCI/AAAAAAAAAsU/fKauXXOfDik/s72-c/DSC01161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-6894491017793308657</id><published>2010-01-20T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:18:04.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;School was super great when ive started to talk to him (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Didnt attend to ONG lesson instead kurzen &amp;amp; i slacked outside with adam and khalis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So yeah , it really&amp;nbsp;awesome when having&amp;nbsp; this bunch of friends around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Something happened just now in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;We did sit &amp;amp; talk to this friend of mine. I dont mean to be so harsh on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its like she's totally freaking jerk. That's all i could describe on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So , things settled nicely &amp;amp; i did talk to kurzen about something and im glad nothing serious happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Heyy , i loved my babygirls more than anything (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6894491017793308657?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6894491017793308657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6894491017793308657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6894491017793308657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6894491017793308657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-super-great-when-ive-started.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3722136714448920351</id><published>2010-01-19T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:22:19.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1WRTzlSx8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/-mC4l-VM0Bk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1WRTzlSx8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/-mC4l-VM0Bk/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved Ryan Sheckler . He's simply gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How i wish i have a boyfriend like him . Awww *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thought of not going to school just now due to something really bad had happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But dearest idah taking the effort to wake me up almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just hate to be in this kind of situation. I swear it reallly killing me. I've tried very hard to avoid it but things keep coming &amp;amp; coming. After one problems settled , and here it goes another one come. Darn !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im so disappointed with ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He ever said to me that he wont disappointed me anymore but those are just words that came out from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But whatever it is , im totally done with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes people , i do really loved him alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People kept saying that i'll keep coming back to him. Its not me who decide it. Its fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His love are just a drug to me that im addicted with and i just couldnt resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But , i have to made the best for myself this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I deserved to be happy like anybody else too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ex boyfriend , if you're reading this ; how i wish you could see how much i loved you all along. Even you made me mad , sometimes , i try to endured it. But im sorry , i gotta go my own way this time even though that's the hardest thing i have to do. Im upset of what ive heard yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But , i believe sooner or later , i'll get over with everything and lead my life somewhere far away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all i can say ; im still loving you , ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I gotta move on and so are you , alright ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Take Care , ex boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-3722136714448920351?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3722136714448920351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3722136714448920351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3722136714448920351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3722136714448920351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1WRTzlSx8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/-mC4l-VM0Bk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-2799306958436243989</id><published>2010-01-18T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:34:22.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1Q19tKLvPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/6siQ7gcjmDE/s1600-h/12142_107122292631703_100000017991100_184163_1210879_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1Q19tKLvPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/6siQ7gcjmDE/s320/12142_107122292631703_100000017991100_184163_1210879_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;School was as per normal . Today , planned to reached school early but we're late for fifteen minutes (: So yeah , we never ever gonna be punctual as what&amp;nbsp;they want us to be . hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reached school &amp;amp; the first thing i have to meet was , Mr ShaSha due to some problems that i made. &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; yes thank god , he do gave me a second chance. And i promise i wont take it as advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting pissed off with that stupididiotassholefucking ONG. I just dont seem why he reacts like that. He loved to waste time and the best part was when he's not even teaching or explaining to us instead he just read the topics to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello ?! Might as well you just let us read &amp;amp; you just sit there and shut your gap up cause you totally wasting our damn time in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; that's the reason everytime i kept going in and out during your lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ended school early &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;intention of&amp;nbsp;meeting&amp;nbsp;ex&amp;nbsp;boyfriend but bestfriend ayie&amp;nbsp;called and asked for a meet up. So yeah , off to meet bestfriend &amp;amp; as usual we talk stupid stuffs , gossiping&amp;nbsp;, sharing problems and most importantly he never failed to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fears that if i cry , that tears wont stop raining down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2799306958436243989?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2799306958436243989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2799306958436243989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2799306958436243989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2799306958436243989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-as-per-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S1Q19tKLvPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/6siQ7gcjmDE/s72-c/12142_107122292631703_100000017991100_184163_1210879_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-6992414472878378646</id><published>2010-01-17T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:59:18.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Its been three years im with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a wonderful love stories i had with him.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess im done here.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to hurt myself again &amp;amp; again .&lt;br /&gt;Yes ,&amp;nbsp; i really do loved him &amp;amp; leaving him was the hardest thing i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;But where were you when i needed you the most ?&lt;br /&gt;You never change and i dont think i should continue it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes , im being patience all along.&lt;br /&gt;The lies that you told me , the cheats that you done to me , the tears that you made me.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been patience enough , love.&lt;br /&gt;But you taking all my kindness as a advantage.&lt;br /&gt;People was right . I shouldnt have been too nice with you . &lt;br /&gt;Yes , i made mistake ever before. But did i made an attempt to change for the good of us ?&lt;br /&gt;I bet , i did.&lt;br /&gt;But WHY CANT YOU JUST SEE IN IT ?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what else i have to do . I bet this decision i made , its the right thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont blame anyone else. I bet its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Being too nice to people &amp;amp; forgive and forget that easily.&lt;br /&gt;And now , i just have to be MEAN to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;AND LASTLY , I MISS COUSIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;When will i get to meet you , huh ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done here , people .&lt;br /&gt;Will update a proper post when i already settle things down.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-6992414472878378646?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6992414472878378646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6992414472878378646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6992414472878378646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6992414472878378646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-three-years-im-with-him.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-917442708597688969</id><published>2010-01-16T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:38:08.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Really felt bad yesterday . Thanks iqah for the advices &amp;amp; chill me down . And thanks twin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont know who i have to turn to if not them. I just loved my babygirls. You're the bestest person ive known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im not being a narrow-minded or jump into conclusion . i dont want to elaborate here .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Let him himself figure it out why am i mad ,upset , pissed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes , i just felt like backing off cause im tired to play your games .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-917442708597688969?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/917442708597688969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=917442708597688969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/917442708597688969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/917442708597688969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/really-felt-bad-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8398351211839719197</id><published>2010-01-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:43:27.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I felt bad , upset , angry , pissed right now. I dont know what else i wanna do . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I need bestfriend ayie to talk to. i miss bestfriend ayie &amp;amp; irah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;What else you wants from me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;What you want , i'll try me best to have it. But this i get from you in return .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im tired of playing with your stupid games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You'll never change the way you are &amp;amp; im really sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Its so annoying of you to have her on your MSN list back and you have the cheek to asked me to have an outing with her ? How would i felt , saifudin ? then after that what , din ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Have the cheek to have her number ? what more else you want in your life from me ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Im sorry , if you think im being an ego. YOUR WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You're the one whom being an ego. You never think of what people's feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;All you think of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thats you , mohammad saifudin mohamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8398351211839719197?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8398351211839719197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8398351211839719197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8398351211839719197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8398351211839719197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-felt-bad-upset-angry-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8655442149896960361</id><published>2010-01-14T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:40:25.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCHOOL WAS TOTALLY SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I FELT SO ANNOYING WHEN PEOPLE SCOLDED ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8655442149896960361?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8655442149896960361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8655442149896960361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8655442149896960361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8655442149896960361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-totally-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-4406523967936431869</id><published>2010-01-13T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:23:15.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;♥ , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ever since I started to&amp;nbsp;gave up&amp;nbsp;myself with someone from the past, in a sudden a boy whom i hate the most was with me, helping me in an indirect way in getting myself up again from that&amp;nbsp;stupid idiot&amp;nbsp;heartache. In fact I'm coping well enough with&amp;nbsp;him right now ever since ive met him. I am feeling&amp;nbsp;grateful whenever&amp;nbsp;he's there with me all the times.He is my one and only one , hands down , no question asked. No , like seriously , he'sthe one i could and actually need to envision my future ahead. Everyday i fall more and more for him and it feels extremely amazing. He's the person i want to spend&amp;nbsp;forever with . The person i want to go on road trips with ,&amp;nbsp;kiss under the covers , make fun of people with , whisper on to his ears and say " I LOVE YOU"&amp;nbsp;, go on adventures with , shop at random places with&amp;nbsp;and show everyone that we're meant to be with.&amp;nbsp;We have been through so much. Ive cried alot but ive also smiled alot. Ive been sad , but ive been happier&amp;nbsp;more than that. My heart has been bruised , crushed and then fixed all by him. Which still surprises me to this date , we still keep holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;He &amp;amp; I havent been too perfect , but our happy moments were beyong perfect. All i need in life to be happy , is him. He knows what to say to keep me&amp;nbsp;smiling and laughing all the time no matter what kind of mood im in .Honestly , ive never felt this way about anyone before . No one can compare to him or the way he makes me feel . This boy is nothing short of amazing and although perfection doesnt exist in solely one object , he's by far the closest thing there is to this called "perfection" in my eyes. He is the type of guy i felt like&amp;nbsp;i &amp;nbsp;can tell anything to and genuinely give my trust to , which is a huge step for me since its rare someone ever&amp;nbsp;gains my trust . But all i know , he's worth it . He treats me like no onther has before . He cherishes me , wants me , needs me , holds me , kisses me and everything the way no one else has before. I love the way he looks at me . He gives me the best feelings ever. Feelings that i cant describe . He's the only one who actually cares &amp;amp; also the last&amp;nbsp;i think of before i go to sleep. Im glad i&amp;nbsp;knew him for the beginning and now he's all mine now. I couldnt&amp;nbsp;be more grateful for the 13&amp;nbsp;January 2007. That;s the day he came into my life and changed everything in me. My heart will always beat in the same rhytm as yours and it will always belongs to you . He's my second half , the who completes me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Happy three years anniversary , ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;and Happy 20th birthday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Lastly , thanks for the wonderful treat at Swensens. I had&amp;nbsp; a great times with you even though something that makes us upset for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S03VF9AOxKI/AAAAAAAAArs/Hmjk5JHAFDI/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S03VF9AOxKI/AAAAAAAAArs/Hmjk5JHAFDI/s320/DSC01139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/807808382965573408-4406523967936431869?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/4406523967936431869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=4406523967936431869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4406523967936431869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/4406523967936431869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/ever-since-i-started-to-up-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/S03VF9AOxKI/AAAAAAAAArs/Hmjk5JHAFDI/s72-c/DSC01139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-7770807237372671731</id><published>2010-01-07T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:45:32.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;school was fine as per normal. But something happened in school just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Was walking down to class &amp;amp; someone shouted "&lt;em&gt;butoh uh effy , kau tinggal kan&amp;nbsp;aku ! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Obviously , its him who shouted it . i dont care what you wanna say or whatever shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason and i'll always kept saying that to you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I dont want to go school nymore. School sucks , anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I need to dye my hair back and i dont want to. ARGH ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;stupid rules &amp;amp; stupid school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;cheating on your&amp;nbsp;loved ones&amp;nbsp;wasnt the right thang&amp;nbsp; to do cause end up karma comes back to you &amp;amp; you cant simply blame he/she. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7770807237372671731?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7770807237372671731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7770807237372671731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7770807237372671731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7770807237372671731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-was-fine-as-per-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8485526113595741417</id><published>2010-01-05T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:13:41.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;First day to school was awesome great with geeks. Surprised the birthday girl with a cake . &amp;amp; things went out smoothly (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Chewwwniie didnt bring her UNO thangy &amp;amp; i bet class was too boring for us without that all time favourite game of us -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Ended school at three and off to meet ♥ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Planning was to have our lunch at Pastamania. But i have my mood swings in a sudden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Maybe im just too way tired and i didnt get enough sleep. That's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Instead , off to Northpoint to search for Chewwwniie's present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Thought of buying her a wallet. But the choice i wanna buy wasnt there. hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;So , bought her a bracelet with a her name on it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;People , ive deleted some of my contact list except of family , geeks &amp;amp; ♥ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;So , if you're texting me , do leave a name yeah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Im doing this cause i love my boyfriend alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;THANK-YOU VERY THE MUCH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im happy with what i have. I know we do have something on before. And i know you managed to get into my life. But i believe you're not the one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I know ive been harsh to guys including you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I know we're in the same school &amp;amp; its hard for you. But let me tell you this , its not worth for you to wait for me or whatever shit cause&amp;nbsp; i swear to myself i wont be coming back for you cause ive been too much in love with my boyfriend and i bet everybody knows that . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;im sorry if im being rude or heartless. Im doing that cause im avoiding you whenever i see you around. And i promise i wont be giving you guys hope anymore&amp;nbsp;cause i believe end up it will &amp;nbsp;hurt both of us and i dont want that to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I apprieciate of what i have now in life. Whether its happiness or sadness , i thank to god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Its called life , though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I try to ease my anger and not being a narrow-minded person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Something really makes me uneasy but yeah , im following what my bestfriend mummy said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;" Let everything heal itself though it hurts alot cause no point of arguing if that person arent understands you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;That's what im doing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;♥ , i hope you change someday. i know its been quite long im with you and yet im still here tolerating all your nonsense. Im just hoping you realised it someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;bestfriend , im sorry for saying this . i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8485526113595741417?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8485526113595741417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8485526113595741417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8485526113595741417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8485526113595741417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-to-school-was-awesome-great.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-3717238900944838655</id><published>2010-01-02T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T14:35:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/Sz7i-Z2Y1zI/AAAAAAAAArk/6XQ4gF87gZs/s1600-h/091223_160646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/Sz7i-Z2Y1zI/AAAAAAAAArk/6XQ4gF87gZs/s320/091223_160646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"&gt;Im just blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Im just stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Being a narrow-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I dont realised there's actually alot of people behind me, supporting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I dont realised i do have a friend that cares for me even we quarrelled about stupid thang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;She's the only one who can really motivate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;She's the only one who knows how i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Called her up , and i just felt relieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;iloveyousomuch , girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Looove , listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;i gotta say what's on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Something about us doesnt seems right these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Life keeps getting in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Whenever we try , somehow the plan is always rearranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;It's so hard to say , but i've gotta do what's best for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;You'll be okayy , love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Ive got to move on ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;i just dont belong in your life anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;We might find our place in this world someday , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;but atleast for now , i gotta go my own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I dont wanna leave it all behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;But i get my hopes up , and i watch them fall every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;What about us ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;What about everything we have been through ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;What about trust ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;You know i never wanted to hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;What about me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;What should i do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp; gotta leave but i'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Im leaving today and i gotta do what's best for both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;iloveyou , ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/807808382965573408-3717238900944838655?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3717238900944838655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3717238900944838655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3717238900944838655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3717238900944838655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-just-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/Sz7i-Z2Y1zI/AAAAAAAAArk/6XQ4gF87gZs/s72-c/091223_160646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-3545296014986928689</id><published>2010-01-01T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:00:20.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666;"&gt;Goodbye 2009. A lot of memories on it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And here's 2010 and i hope ive achieved what i want for my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Without fail , ive always celebrate it with ♥ but this year nahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Planning meeting ayie &amp;amp; gf due to they celebrating at Sentosa. But bestfriend irah called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And yeah , im being a good friend. Prefer being with bestfriend when she needs someone to rely on rather than going party tha wasting my time &amp;amp; money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Instead , celebrating with bestfriend irah at home. Its a great thang to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;We had alot of laughters , , movie marathon , sharing something that onnly between both of us , and etc at 2am plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And thanks mummy for buying prata for us due to we darn hungry (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;But afterall i had a great coutdown this year with bestfriend. Thanks bestfriend for cheering me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;Its hard to find someone that really accept the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;People who can rely on , People who you could care &amp;amp; cherish .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Out of my teenage life , i have met someone that i really treasuree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;But , things are just not what my expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;When everything just feels right when you're in the person's embrace. Its after&amp;nbsp;i had a bad day and that person is the first person&amp;nbsp;i want to talk to and when&amp;nbsp;i have a good news or are excited about something , that person is the first thing&amp;nbsp;i want to tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Its waking up and having that someone as the very first thought in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And when i to go bed at night , your the last thing on my mind. And when both of us are together , the time goes by too fast and i never want to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Love is when no one else can hurt more , but no one can , make me happier at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-3545296014986928689?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3545296014986928689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=3545296014986928689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3545296014986928689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/3545296014986928689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-hards-to-find-peopple.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-8022909280576499912</id><published>2009-12-31T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:01:03.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;And right now ,&amp;nbsp;im totally down. Even someone that i loved so much dont even understands how i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I dont know how to put into words. im speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Things changed for me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Im just freaking tired when you made me cry every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Happy birthday beloved cousin Farhannah. You're the bestest cousin i had. You been there when i need you. You been there when im in tears. You been there when i need someone the most. Ive remembered we never ever quarrel over things even smallest things (:Yeah , just because we loved each other , right ? hee .&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;May your wishes come true , cousin &amp;amp; success in life.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Choose your loved ones wisely. go for the one whom loved you and not the one that you loved .&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Whatever happens in future later on , i'll behind you and support you , hunney.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Loved you alot &amp;amp; i missed you so much (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-8022909280576499912?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/8022909280576499912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=8022909280576499912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8022909280576499912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/8022909280576499912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-just-because-we-loved-each-other.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-1169778833475102198</id><published>2009-12-28T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:01:22.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Thanks for being such a wonderful person when you really seeks me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Im tired of leading all this shits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;You kept doing all this to me and you think im not tired of it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Before saying something , look yourself in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Sometimes , i hate you for putting me in tears every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1169778833475102198?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1169778833475102198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1169778833475102198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1169778833475102198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1169778833475102198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-for-being-such-wonderful-person.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-7511342280161038279</id><published>2009-12-26T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:45:01.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzWf0SjQ-0I/AAAAAAAAArI/BuhtcV9HBwg/s1600-h/ffff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzWf0SjQ-0I/AAAAAAAAArI/BuhtcV9HBwg/s320/ffff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday meeting ♥ was great.Slacked at his house with dearest family and in sudden something really shocked me. Cant really elaborate here so yeah.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Off from ♥ place around 8 plus and we're off to meet the Esprit Clan at Pasir Ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;As usual , they played Takraw every friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Our transport of the day was bicycle and really i swear that we're really cute on it . heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So today working at 3-6 and im hoping that ♥ would fetch me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont really like the way your attitude is. Try to figure out what im trying to say in here ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-7511342280161038279?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/7511342280161038279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=7511342280161038279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7511342280161038279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/7511342280161038279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-meeting-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzWf0SjQ-0I/AAAAAAAAArI/BuhtcV9HBwg/s72-c/ffff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-6215953776932880372</id><published>2009-12-25T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:23:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzRLXQzQcpI/AAAAAAAAArA/NK_AmiiKb84/s1600-h/My+Documents1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzRLXQzQcpI/AAAAAAAAArA/NK_AmiiKb84/s320/My+Documents1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas to Everyone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;am feeling excited today cause im meeting ♥ today. I get to spent the whole entire day with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Maybe cycling at East Coast or just slack at his house due to i missed his family (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;PS : congrats to dearest shima &amp;amp; ayit . Im happy for you guys&amp;nbsp;. You're the sweetest person ive met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;February fourteen is gonna be your greatest day (:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ilovebothof you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/807808382965573408-6215953776932880372?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6215953776932880372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=6215953776932880372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6215953776932880372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/6215953776932880372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-to-everyone-am-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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/_m1wVKiPpUkY/SzRLXQzQcpI/AAAAAAAAArA/NK_AmiiKb84/s72-c/My+Documents1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807808382965573408.post-1567366246079636365</id><published>2009-12-24T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:56:11.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yesterday , i felt bad for not coming to work. Ive received 4 missed calls from Sofia. 3 text messages from Farhan and 4 voicemails from workplace. Im just too tired to carry on but thinking wisely i need $$$ for my own needs. Fuck shit laa to them. I cant even have a break since im working the whole fucking day ! hmph !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;So , working today . At six - ten pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;School's re-opens soon and im getting lazier. And yes this year i did badly due to my attendance very poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;gonna back up (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;And , im badly missing the geeks esp TWIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I dont know what to do and i dont know what to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;you never change at all. Those words that that you say are just out from your mouth and you didnt mean it at all. Your words are not meant to be true . It happens again and nothing change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Sometimes , im getting tired to be in relationship. Cause it will lead me sadness ,upset , angry and sometimes it leads me happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I know no one is perfect at all. But i believe in changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;How i wish you could loved me like how the day you fall for me for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;But somehow&amp;nbsp;, i know my happiness lies on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-1567366246079636365?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1567366246079636365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=1567366246079636365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1567366246079636365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/1567366246079636365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-i-felt-bad-for-not-coming-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-2458880060115902167</id><published>2009-12-23T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:59:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early in the morning just to accompany mum to lil sis's new school . I had a great time with mummy and we do talk alot of stuffs together. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday , was freaking tired as im working the whole day without having break. Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;So , today working afternoon shift but im not coming to work due to im freaking tired and daddy wanna treat Pastamania as im craving it.&lt;br /&gt;Payday quiiicccckkk , pleassssseeee !&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;wanna watched "Another Cinderella Story".&lt;br /&gt;Saifudin in love with selena gomez ? &lt;br /&gt;Since when you interested with all this stuffs huh ? heee.&lt;br /&gt;Will update a proper one when im free , folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2458880060115902167?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2458880060115902167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2458880060115902167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2458880060115902167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2458880060115902167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woke-up-early-in-morning-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-5469061040635811861</id><published>2009-12-20T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:00:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp; told you once that im not a good one and you being stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And im sorry i gotta go cause i cant lie to my feelings , humpka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And one thing for sure , im doing a right thing of leaving you cause you're a jerk , babe. (: And one thing im glad enough cause , ive dumped you first , honey ! heh. Best of luck in your life , humpka .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;So , things turn out great with love. Im glad enough you fall back in my life again. Maybe , our love are just too way strong enough for both of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Love , from now on i will give all my attention to you this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-5469061040635811861?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5469061040635811861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=5469061040635811861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5469061040635811861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/5469061040635811861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-told-you-once-that-im-not-good-one.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-738723069454572487</id><published>2009-12-18T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:56:42.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i missed you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yesterday met friends &amp;amp; faridah and even dyla. I missed her so much.&amp;nbsp;So yeah , played UNO , webcaming and talk craps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Off from that place around 6.30 plus due to im working at 7pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Workplace darn packed. Fucking busy and im so exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Ended late yesterday. And as usual slacked as usual place before headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Surprisily , He was there too with Esprit clan. So yeah , act as if nothing happenned. But i can swear that it really killing me deeply. ): hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Reached home around 12 plus , showered myself up &amp;amp; off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened and i myself didnt notice it. I dont blame anyone else or whoever. And i know i wont regret of having this decision. I gotta find my happiness and i know i deserve that. It takes time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;But all i can say &lt;em&gt;thanks for being such a wonderful person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Second post of the day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Went out and met him. And i just dont feel good at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont want to hurt you in the first place and im scared that i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont want to give you hope or whatever shit that makes you really fall for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont want things to happen again and again. I dont want to lie to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I dont want to lie what's in my heart all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I just can see how sincerity you are towards me but sometimes every night i'll cry cause i dont want to hurt you , boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You're nice to me but i cant loved you the way i used to loved mohammad saifudin. Darn ! why is it hard for me to forget about him . FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I think its better off for me that we're close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Seriously , i cant regards you as my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Its so fast of you asking me to be your gf ? You didnt think that can i move on just like that ? Yes , i know i have to cause its not worth for me. He didnt even think of me and so why should i ? Yes , i know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Its been too long im with him , we shared our ups and downs together and making love since two years twelve month. Its not easy for me , babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Please understand me and my situation. I have enough of problems already. Please dont add in more. Just give me time to heal everything up and i swear i will. And let time decide what's best for us alright , babe ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Thanks for making my day just now. Apprieciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-738723069454572487?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/738723069454572487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=738723069454572487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/738723069454572487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/738723069454572487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-met-friends-faridah-and-even.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-2520524629458056002</id><published>2009-12-16T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:09:01.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HUMPTY DUMPTY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Humpty dumpty sat on the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Humpty dumpty had a great fall (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Today's was great . Woke up 6 am in the morning and off to airport .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Im going to miss you , friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I had fun with my colleagues and even my dearest manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So , had our breakfast and Sofia followed me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Had our nap first before heading to punggol to have my interviewed there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So , woke up around one plus and dearest sofia just made chaos in my house while my baby sister busily sleeping. &lt;em&gt;mulut kau pe besaaar !&lt;/em&gt; hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Took cab there &amp;amp; there goes my interview and blablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Headed to bugis to meet the stupid friends of mine. Window shopping and yes finally i get an ice cream that im craving for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;While eating it , i kept silence for awhile. It reminds of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Being silence for sucha a long time while the others busily laughing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;But something really cracks me up. Thanks ay. hahaha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Camwhoreed with them and off home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Argh , i just need my payday asap !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;i gotta lots of things to deal with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Pay my first bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Ice Skating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Pay bestfriend 20 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Buy EDC tops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Roxy bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Cousin's birthday coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;- Vans shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Tomorrow working afternoon shift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And i need a rest right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;update soon , readers &amp;amp; pictures will be up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-2520524629458056002?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/2520524629458056002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=2520524629458056002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2520524629458056002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/2520524629458056002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/humpty-dumpty-sat-on-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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-807808382965573408.post-577823981605189008</id><published>2009-12-15T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:23:27.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Insecurable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;daddy , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;You're just a person with no feelings at all. i dont like the way you treat grandma and my dearest uncles. I know ive been a spoil brat to you but please dont compared me with my siblings . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Do you ever thought what i want in life ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Do you ever thought of people's feelings ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Talked till late night with dearest grandma &amp;amp; when i heard everything that grandma complained to me , i felt like slapping my maid &amp;amp; daddy . FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I dont expect they treat grandma and uncle till like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Seriously ,i hate you daddy for doing those shits to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Cried for hours yesterday and thanks grandma for calming me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Grandma , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I know you've hurt all these while. I know you've been keeping all these to yourself. I promise you , grandma. No matter what happens in future later on , ill be by your side . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I wont be a spoil brat anymore to you. Ilysm , grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not who you think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not smart,&lt;br /&gt;Not beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Not funny,&lt;br /&gt;Not talkative,&lt;br /&gt;I don't tell good stories,&lt;br /&gt;I complain too much,&lt;br /&gt;I get whiny,&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoying,&lt;br /&gt;I'm noisy, (not in a good way)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ugly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm insensitive to other ppl's feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I cry too much,&lt;br /&gt;I get pmssy all the time,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hot enough,&lt;br /&gt;I'm too skinny,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;I curse too much,&lt;br /&gt;I'm rude,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not rich,&lt;br /&gt;I spend unnecessarily,&lt;br /&gt;I boss around,&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of negative 'energy',&lt;br /&gt;I lie,&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I feel about myself.&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;em&gt;i need someone to talk to that really understands my outside and inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im badly upset right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807808382965573408-577823981605189008?l=your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/feeds/577823981605189008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807808382965573408&amp;postID=577823981605189008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/577823981605189008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807808382965573408/posts/default/577823981605189008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-supergirl-stories.blogspot.com/2009/12/daddy-youre-just-person-with-no.html' title='Insecurable'/><author><name>DEEDEE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01202937384204624826</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>
