<?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-7462945483626930206</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:16:50.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My side of the story...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-3975177756555458812</id><published>2011-12-21T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:25:30.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ART WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ART WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been really interested in drawing, sketching and taking pictures lately. I admit I've lost the skillzzz but yeah~ I'd share my artworks here, but the internet is being really lousy tonight. So I'll just post them up when internet is not being so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I've decided, I want a DSLR camera. I know I shouldn't but I just want a really REALLY good camera for my advanced photography course. Although they say the type of camera doesn't matter... let's face it.. you know it does &amp;gt;:\ so I'm getting (soon hopefully) a DSLR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore a blackberry is now DEFINITELY not in my list since I don't want another funky gadget after my tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaayy~ this isn't working out. I'll blog more once the internet speeds up. This looks dry without all the pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time~~~ toodleessss... *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-3975177756555458812?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/3975177756555458812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-art-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3975177756555458812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3975177756555458812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-art-work.html' title='MY ART WORK'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2253493708168557867</id><published>2011-12-21T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:06:10.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG: 20 RANDOM QUESTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAG: 20 RANDOM QUESTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I was rummaging through my blog and saw a tag message. I guess maybe the person no longer has his/her blog since the name was put to "unknown" anyways, its one of those question tags thingies. I was thinking that this could be fun since I always ignored these kind of things because I always thought that you should know a person personally and ask these questions in person, don't you think? :) aaannyyywaayyss~ enough rambling, I'll just get on with it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Things you cannot leave the house without&lt;br /&gt;My handbag :) everything is in there anyways. And of course car keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Favorite brand of makeup&lt;br /&gt;I love to try all kinds of brand and so far, I haven't got a favourite yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Favorite Flowers&lt;br /&gt;Roses (red ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Favourite clothing stores&lt;br /&gt;I never realised this, I used to have alot of ESPRIT. Although now I just wear whatever I want ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Favourite perfume&lt;br /&gt;Calvin Klein's "Eternity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Heels or flats&lt;br /&gt;Usually heels (since I love to look taller than my 161cm height ;p) but these days, I kinda love those practical flats more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you make good grades?&lt;br /&gt;My efforts usually mirror the grades ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Favourite colors&lt;br /&gt;Black and red! But then again, I love all colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you drink energy drinks?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you drink juice?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Not so fond of the somewhat sour taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you like swimming?&lt;br /&gt;I can't swim :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you eat fries with a fork?&lt;br /&gt;Depends, but usually, yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Whats your favourite moisturizer?&lt;br /&gt;Olay anti-aging moisturiser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you want to get married later on in life?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Do you get mad easily?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, But I get cool easily too 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Are you into ghost hunting?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Any phobias?&lt;br /&gt;Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Have you ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure... If there was, I would've remembered it, so Thank God! none~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you drink coffee?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, especially when I'm pulling an all nighter doing assignments. But usually I try to avoid coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-2253493708168557867?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2253493708168557867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/tag-20-random-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2253493708168557867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2253493708168557867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/tag-20-random-questions.html' title='TAG: 20 RANDOM QUESTIONS'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2772382572226458485</id><published>2011-12-21T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T04:46:11.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMEBACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMEBACK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my... This blog has been left for too long. Anyhooss~ since its that time of the year again, the..DECEMBER HOLIDAAAYYY!! I've decided to relive this blog once more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was in 2009 which is like 2 whole years ago and ALOT has happened! will share things starting now. Ok then. see you real soon with real updates! 0:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-2772382572226458485?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2772382572226458485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/comeback_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2772382572226458485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2772382572226458485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2011/12/comeback_21.html' title='COMEBACK!!!'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-6354748821865301041</id><published>2010-03-07T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:19:16.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle Phan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle Phan~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When I go on YOUTUBE, one of the must see videos is those done by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Michelle Phan&lt;/span&gt;.  She's gorgeous!  And she does make up tutorials.  I don't usually get to follow one, cuz I think they're pretty inapplicable and plus they're also too thick :P  Regardless of that, it's still fun to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's better is she's not one of those amateur make up instructors that you usually see on YOUTUBE where they record their videos in their living rooms or their rooms or so on.  I mean, sure Michelle Phan does hers in her room and living room as well, but her videos look more professional and has better quality? hehe..I mean, really, inda cemeh bah usulnya :P here's her latest one.  I also put a link to her YouTube Channel (&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan&lt;/span&gt;) , just in case you'd like to check her out.  Enjoy the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOCzQ3pKGvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOCzQ3pKGvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh!! And before I forgot! My cousin &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Qidah/Mimi &lt;/span&gt;showed me this video yesterday!  I think it'll be self explanatory XP~~  He actually made A LOT but then again I decided to just show you one cuz I neeeddd to get back to my assignments!  Classes restart TODAY!! It's 10:18 AM, and I still haven't even touched my assignment! Book not picked from the copier and here I am, clicking on all the wrong icons and typing on the wrong thing! AHAAAHHH~~ OK! I'm stopping~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'll only give you the link to the video, as I can't embed his videos here~ so, yeah check him out when you have the chance or when you feel like it. SO WORTH IT XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyk0skFDflo&amp;amp;feature=related&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/7462945483626930206-6354748821865301041?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/6354748821865301041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/michelle-phan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6354748821865301041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6354748821865301041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/michelle-phan.html' title='Michelle Phan'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-6781992471011539354</id><published>2010-03-01T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T05:12:20.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;MOVIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched two movies today with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ka Da &lt;/span&gt;and Ka Rin!  We had a little marathon going on...not really a marathon though, more like just watching two movies in one day! haha! all in all it was a fun filled day!  Woke up in the morning, had breakfast with the whole family and talked alot!  This is why I love holiday mornings, cuz we get to get together in the morning and just talk and joke our hearts out!  I love my big family! I love them and their flaws!  Though...sometimes they can be annoyingly, painstakingly hard to please and they can hurt you the most cuz they're your family and they're the closest thing to you and you just can't bear to hurt and be hurt by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to what I was sayingg~~ I love my family and I had a fun day watching movies with my two out of 4 sisters!  Watched "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NIYANG RAPIK&lt;/span&gt;" at Seri Qlap in the morning then went to Bakerlyn for Ice cream after that.  My ice cream was AWESOME!! XD went home, had lunch then off to Empire to watch "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;PERCY JACKSON AND THE LIGHTNING THIEF&lt;/span&gt;"  Both movie were ok~ They're not bad and they're not "too good" either.  They are "good" though~ here are the trailers.  Maybe you'd want a reference for your next movie outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The best time spent, is the time spent with your loved ones!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W77TUquDtHQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W77TUquDtHQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGITXIELXXE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SGITXIELXXE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&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/7462945483626930206-6781992471011539354?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/6781992471011539354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6781992471011539354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6781992471011539354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie.html' title='MOVIE!!'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2617302208582430436</id><published>2010-03-01T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T04:59:40.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNPRECDENTED PHASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;UNPRECEDENTED PHASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So like lately I've been feeling rather~~ not under appreciated...not turn back against...not shoved...not rejected...but there's just something there that I just can't put my finger in to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I know most people say it's all because of the "transition to adulthood" where you just feel the sense of responsibility altogether being too fast without letting you to at least prepare for it before embarking on the whole journey.  I'd like to think of it that way~ And I guess, IT IS that.  All I know, is just I'm not sure.  I seem to not know how to act like me and 'being me'.  I can act nice and I can act quite cold.  Sometimes I wonder, which is the REAL me? the nice one or the ice princess?  Am I even being genuine when I'm being friendly and accepting people's bullshit?  I have NO IDEA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The love life has been rather lame as well nowadays~ I guess as you get older, you began to think of these stuff and sometimes I do hope to just settle down and at least have one serious relationship and no longer one of those flings stuff.  Nothing is going as planned -_-  I guess it's Karma? If it is, then I guess I should apologies to those people that I think I might have hurt...I know the chances of them reading is is VERY SLIM to NONE, but I would like to apologise to '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;', I think I should've listened to your explanation and your side of the story.  Then there's '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;', I'm sorry for being a jerk when you said you liked me.  I know it took lots of courage to do that and I regret saying all those things - I'm sorry.  Then there's also '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;', and well...yeah, all I can say is just sorry.  Then there's '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;'...Sorry, I can't feel the same way.  God! This is just sad.  Can't believe I'm doing this here.  But seriously, I think it is Karma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm still this girl who can't go to extreme to get the guy she likes.  I always calculate, "is he worth this?", "will I get hurt?" and so on and so forth.  I can't take risk, up till where I met '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;'.  I have nooo idea why I became extremely stupid over him.  And think of how many people told me he's not worthed, everything on me says he's well worth it!  Then in the end, it didn't work out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My point of it all is that, I seem to have weak judgment?  But then, when I get off and odd vibes from people, it usually is correct.  But when it comes to the matter of my heart, I build a huge dissonance!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Right now, I'm seeeeriously trying to like someone.  So far, potential candidate - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;!  I know I'm all crushing, finding lots of guys good looking who I call them my man candy.  But truth be told, I can never love those guys and I need someone who I can unconditionally love.  This song, I realised seems to reflect how I feel nowadays.  It's actually by Robbie Williams, with a different music video BUT I chose this as it has Dennis Oh in it and hehehe~ you know how I just lovee showing off my man candy ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXZeCZOax8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXZeCZOax8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh it seemed forever stopped today&lt;br /&gt;All the lonely hearts in London&lt;br /&gt;Caught a plane and flew away&lt;br /&gt;And all the best women are married&lt;br /&gt;All the handsome men are gay&lt;br /&gt;You feel deprived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah are you questioning your size?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a tumour in your humour,&lt;br /&gt;Are there bags under your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you leave dents where you sit,&lt;br /&gt;Are you getting on a bit?&lt;br /&gt;Will you survive&lt;br /&gt;You must survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no love in town&lt;br /&gt;This new century keeps bringing you down&lt;br /&gt;All the places you have been&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;A love supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what are you really looking for?&lt;br /&gt;Another partner in your life to&lt;br /&gt;abuse and to adore?&lt;br /&gt;Is it lovey dovey stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Do you need a bit of rough?&lt;br /&gt;Get on your knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah turn down the love songs that you hear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't avoid the sentiment&lt;br /&gt;That echoes in your ear&lt;br /&gt;Saying love will stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;Saying love will kill the fear&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe&lt;br /&gt;You must believe&lt;br /&gt;When there's no love in town&lt;br /&gt;This new century keeps bringing you down&lt;br /&gt;All the places you have been&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;A love supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spy with my little eye&lt;br /&gt;Something beginning with (ah)&lt;br /&gt;Got my back up&lt;br /&gt;And now she's screaming&lt;br /&gt;So I've got to turn the track up&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and watch the royalties stack up&lt;br /&gt;I know this girl she likes to switch teams&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a fiend but I'm living for a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no love in town&lt;br /&gt;This new century keeps bringing you down&lt;br /&gt;All the places you have been&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;A love supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and live a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get you down&lt;br /&gt;Everybody lives for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and live a love supreme&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get you down&lt;br /&gt;Everybody lives for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &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/7462945483626930206-2617302208582430436?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2617302208582430436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/unprecdented-phase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2617302208582430436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2617302208582430436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/03/unprecdented-phase.html' title='UNPRECDENTED PHASE'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-6508173243176035721</id><published>2010-02-18T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:08:31.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When times get rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;When times get rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thank God, I still have this blog.  I know I dont do much with it and heck, I even sometimes think, why do I even still have this?  THIS is why.  When things get awesomely good, I need more place to tell and if things get bad to worse, I can't say it and I let it out through here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've only tried to talk to one person about this, but heck, the pain is just still there.  I have to put up with fake smiles and pretend everything is fine when I'm just slowly shattering on the inside! I HATE this feeling!  I don't think I can ever just let out my feelings, 1- because I'm just embarrased if people see the weak side of me and 2- I always have this way of thinking that people have their own problem and why bug them with mine and that my problem is nothing much to compare to what they might be facing.  I know it's fine to just simply say bits of your worries as regular conversation, but the thing is, if I tell you more of myself, you'll know more if me and that'll mean I trust and I don't easily trust nowadays.  It's just so hard :(  What's worse is I can't even talk to my sister about some stuff now.  Or any other person for that matter.  So I thought, if the person you can talk to is the person you can't talk to, then who could you talk to?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Things just keep piling up and I just want to thrust it away and let things shatter!  When I thought I'd always have someone to turn to when problems just smiling their way to me, I just face them in fear of turning around thinking there might be no one there.  Cuz really, so far, I fall without anyone catching me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's funny how you can boldly face some things then when it comes to certain issues, you just go weak and beatened!  Sometimes things may appear unfair and I thought, hey, I have this..I have that...just to think that everyone has something that makes this world and life a lot more equal.  But this time, it's just so hard to do that.  I had promise my self that I should do as those tv slogans been saying, "new year, new you"  I thought I had an improved new me, shoving EVERYTHING to the side and just concentrate more on what I have.  In the end, I can't shove EVERYTHING, I'm this egoistic person, I give back twice the offense given to me, I keep more and more things to myself and ooh! guess what, I hold grudges now - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;awesomeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; So is this the new me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-6508173243176035721?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/6508173243176035721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-times-get-rough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6508173243176035721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6508173243176035721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-times-get-rough.html' title='When times get rough'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-1259657752266092540</id><published>2009-10-20T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:17:25.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOKIE HERE~~~ I BLOGGEDDD~~~ ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOKIE HERE~~~ I BLOGGEDDD~~~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've had this song in my head for quite some time, now.  It just pops up in my head at regular intervals (hahahaha!) So anyway, I swear I've heard another version of this waaaayyy back when I was a kid.  But then it turns out that it's the original soundtrack for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Sister's Act'&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm not sure whether I miss understood the 'original' by being something like the movie 'owns' the song, hahah! or was the song sang by another group pf people and they used it? Either way, I'm loving it!  It's so carefree and happy!  I don't look at it in the aspect of following God as what they've implied it here, I look at it as following someone you like or love~ heee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nqp89bkFe8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nqp89bkFe8k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-I will follow Him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Follow Him wherever He may go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And near Him, I always will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;For nothing can keep me away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;He is my destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I will follow Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ever since He touched my heart I knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There isn't an ocean too deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A mountain so high it can keep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep me away, away from His love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I love Him, I love Him, I love Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And where He goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;he'll always be my true love, my true love, my true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;from now until forever, forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I will follow Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Follow Him wherever He may go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There isn't an ocean too deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A mountain so high it can keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep me away, away from His love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;We will follow Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Follow Him wherever He may go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There isn't an ocean too deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A mountain so high it can keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep us away, away from His love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I love Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(Oh yes I love Him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(I'm gonna follow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;True love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(He'll always be my true, true love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(Now until forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I love Him, I love Him, I love Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And where He goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;He'll always be my true love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;My true love, my true love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;From now until forever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Forever, forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There isn't an ocean too deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A mountain so high it can keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep me away, away from His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--Lyrics End--&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/7462945483626930206-1259657752266092540?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/1259657752266092540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/lookie-here-i-bloggeddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/1259657752266092540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/1259657752266092540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/lookie-here-i-bloggeddd.html' title='LOOKIE HERE~~~ I BLOGGEDDD~~~ ^_^'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-499815343592729496</id><published>2009-10-17T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T05:27:33.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People I miss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PEOPLE I MISS! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been down the slumps lately~ I usually try to hide it, but today was just a total disappointment!  One can only handle so much.  But nyeh, there will be a point where you realise, you're not a robot and that you do break down and trampled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I feel down, I ALWAYS miss a lot of people.  I do have more friends now than I did when I just started Uni. but the missing people that you always used to see are just VEEERRRYYYY hard to forget and let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I miss according to the 'strength of longing' HAHAHHAHAHAHA! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siti Tharwana Harun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi7LvgCjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AX9He5_R2Ks/s1600-h/230620082192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi7LvgCjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AX9He5_R2Ks/s320/230620082192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393521166400883250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss you!! I miss talking to you, I miss hanging out with you, I just MISSS you!! to the extreme times infinity! Please come back?? please..please...PLEASE?? I'll bake you a big cheesecake~~~ pwetty pweaseee~~~ hahaha! loser eh aku ah xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dk Nurul Aqilah Pg Abd Rahman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi6OIoKnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6dK2oPoaae4/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi6OIoKnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6dK2oPoaae4/s320/PICT0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393521149863275122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I miss Qilah? WHY WOULDN'T I??? Qilaaaahhh you awesome!! I miss you!  I miss being silly with you! You never fail to bring out the silliness in me.  Not that I have any problem bringing out the silliness in me; just that you always encourage me! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dk  Muaizzah Pg Hj Bakar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi6Xs64DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TH0mPhEGujY/s1600-h/DSC05489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi6Xs64DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/TH0mPhEGujY/s320/DSC05489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393521152431415346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muai! You are my talking  and flirting buddy!  I talk to you on stuff and if it's a ridiculous thing, you'd support me by doing that face you did waaayyyyy back when~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Md Hidayutullah Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stm1nBb-UjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VYv9euUByxg/s1600-h/6168_115595411621_607226621_2417827_3340276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stm1nBb-UjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VYv9euUByxg/s320/6168_115595411621_607226621_2417827_3340276_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393541710758171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAAAAIIII DAYAT~~~ aku rinddduuuu bercerita dengan mu! hahaha!! you 'anti - pink' boy! I'm always comfortable with you and that's what makes you so awesome, as well!  There was never a dull convo with you!  And woi! inda tia kau rajin post messages on my wall lagi! yeeeeesshh!! If you ever get to read this, you better text me up or post stuff on my wall, because I just miss talking to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amp Siti Nur Syamsiah Hj Brahim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi8BrI6KI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7G5uaJ7iLXo/s1600-h/090920082429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi8BrI6KI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7G5uaJ7iLXo/s320/090920082429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393521180878104738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaaaammm!!! kekasih kuu~~ hahahahaha!! well, what I miss most about Syam is her very 'creative imagination'. HAHAHAHA!! "yes, yes, beinggut"XD I miss telling you stuff and listen to your wild imagination of the future~ XOXOX SYAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hj Md Farhan Hj Hassan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/StmmCidcqJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uvx6ocL__iM/s1600-h/n538916543_1541601_43043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/StmmCidcqJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uvx6ocL__iM/s320/n538916543_1541601_43043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393524591293147282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan! we've never actually been 'close buds' but I miss you nenetheless!  You were very helpful and always on duty whenever I needed a hand! thanks, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still looooaaaadddssss of people that I miss! But they're the major ones.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; told me once that if you earnestly wish someone, they'd appear right in front of you when you least expect it.  Truthfully, I've NEVER experienced anything that is remotely gifted as this, but, I sure do like to believe in it.  I'll try it out starting on Monday, yes?? I'll wish like I've never wished before to meet someone! Let's see if that person'll fall from the sky or suddenly just appear at the passenger seat of my car! *I wish to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;*.... ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7462945483626930206-499815343592729496?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/499815343592729496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/499815343592729496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/499815343592729496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-i-miss.html' title='People I miss!'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/Stmi7LvgCjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AX9He5_R2Ks/s72-c/230620082192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-948216702001800516</id><published>2009-10-15T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T04:00:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPERFECT IMPERFECTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I was busy looking for videos on youtube; for our group's presentation, I kind of meandered from what I was supposed to be doing and I ended up typing my blog's name 'perfect imperfections' at the entry space and I found this.  Just something that I'd like to share :)  It's pretty sad.  But true in a way.  It definitely made me realise how lucky I am to have people around me.  I may not like or approve of them some of the times, but all those things that are frustrating or things that you just simply can't tolerate, just mean that they're still alive...so cherish it :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fnk3lFe91VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fnk3lFe91VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/7462945483626930206-948216702001800516?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/948216702001800516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/imperfect-imperfections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/948216702001800516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/948216702001800516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/imperfect-imperfections.html' title='IMPERFECT IMPERFECTIONS'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2008227868504835319</id><published>2009-10-05T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T03:11:10.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I've been holding this thought for quite some time and I think it finally builds up to this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;high thermal point where I think if I'm a kettle, I'd just blow and burst to pieces!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just so frustrating when people are irresponsibly late and someone else is being a bitch enough to help them out!  I'm talking about those 'seat savings' bull that people tend to do at days when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there is a lecture!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP DOING THAT!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop saving ONE WHOLE ROW OF SEATS FOR YOUR FRIENDS!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP PUTTING PIECES OF YOUR BELONGINGS ON THOSE DESKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP PUTTING FILES ON ONE DESK, FOOLSCAP PAPERS ON ANOTHER AND EXTRA OTHER ITEMS THAT YOU OWN ON THE PROCEEDING DESKS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ERIOUSLY!!! IF THEY'RE LATE; THEY'RE LATE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IF THEY'RE LATE THEY SHOULDN'T BE GETTING FRONT, GOOD SEATS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP BEING SO SELFISH! THINK OF THOSE THAT ACTUALLY CAME EARLY IN HOPES OF GETTING THOSE GOOD SEATS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7462945483626930206-2008227868504835319?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2008227868504835319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2008227868504835319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2008227868504835319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-3529519181235389259</id><published>2009-10-01T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:48:12.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current addiction with Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;CURRENT ADDICTION WITH TAYLOR SWIFT O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I start off with what I initially wanted to say on my current addiction of Taylor Swift's songs, lemme just say I WANT A FRCIKIN NEW PHONE!! MY PHONE SUCKS! THE BATTERY SUCKS! IF YOU WANT TO DIE ON ME, JUST DIE ALREADY!!!!! And with that out of my system, I'll start... ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I've never actually liked Taylor Swift's songs up to the point to love them, but seriously, it's just so nice to sing along to them; especially when you're driving home after a tiring day at school or during those frustrating moments of traffic!  I'll share my top 2 favourite cuz these are the ones I listen to the MOST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Currently in deep obsession with this one, "I'd Lie" :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;First thought when I wake up, is 'my God he's beautiful, so I put on my make up and pray for a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" - so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2w2JDY4SynU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2w2JDY4SynU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All time favourite "You belong with me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fw9QMSl9Xic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fw9QMSl9Xic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7462945483626930206-3529519181235389259?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/3529519181235389259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/current-addiction-with-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3529519181235389259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3529519181235389259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/10/current-addiction-with-taylor-swift.html' title='Current addiction with Taylor Swift'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-7944452825086253509</id><published>2009-09-24T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:01:49.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIQAH'S ART EXHIBITION ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;FAIQAH'S ART EXHIBITION ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl, my dad brought me to the Brunei museum at Kota Batu.  I still remember how I was deeply fascinated by the drawings and said to my dad if he thinks that my drawings are good as those displayed.  He said, "why don't you make one and send it to the museum to be displayed?"  Ever since then, I think, I've started to be interested in drawing.  My dad is a good artist and I really admire his art works.  Of course, it's a shame he doesn't have them anymore - at least I think he doesn't.  He doesn't even draw anymore.  But once he starts drawing, he definitely leaves me in awe.  He made a portrait of me, once.  I somehow feel like I should've appreciated that portrait right from the moment when he showed it to me - I lost it now :S.  It was really nice...he even drew it with my gapped front teeth! hehehe! but yeah, I admire my dad and his drawings and his caligraphy skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, back to my story...I used to have this dream of having a small room with all my drawings on the walls.  I guess I began to dream of it after my dad gave me the idea of sending my drawings to the museum to be displayed =p but then, as I got older, I began to let free of many dreams that I ever had.  I guess growing up, I've been trained to actually have an academic goal.  From primary school to secondary, I've been told to prioritise 'academic subjects' and not to take those 'less-academic' subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm beginning to take some of those things that I used to want and for once, people actually agreed.  Therefore, I've decided to at least have an exhibition here ^_^  it's not exactly a 'small room' but it's still considered as an 'exhibit'.  Here are just some of it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope they'll be a feast to the eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-hZjwRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9xCHYbxbu38/s1600-h/100321_142528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-hZjwRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9xCHYbxbu38/s320/100321_142528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450972405007664786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-gjUi05I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZwQyTOmGvrE/s1600-h/100321_142518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-gjUi05I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZwQyTOmGvrE/s320/100321_142518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450972390448354194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The message here, is two faced and the different personality.  The girl in front wears a lot of accessory and is covering herself up - she has a lot to hide even when she's looking more extravagant than the girl behind.  The girl behind has nothing to hide and is just happy as she is.  A reflect on one's self really :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_5yHKMwI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tgRcqP3M8Ao/s1600-h/100321_142410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_5yHKMwI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tgRcqP3M8Ao/s320/100321_142410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450973923427103490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_5lzcnVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ujhR4qeEp7g/s1600-h/100321_142359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_5lzcnVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ujhR4qeEp7g/s320/100321_142359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450973920123198802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually not very good when drawing people.  I'm VERY impressed with myself here! ^_^  Just someone I had a crush on waaayyy back when I was...16? hehe stupid really :P  It was one HUGEEE crush I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_6RFeueI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SKwLQtCgOB4/s1600-h/100321_142449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W_6RFeueI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SKwLQtCgOB4/s320/100321_142449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450973931741559266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-ez8w_oI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cPKNGSYBt2k/s1600-h/100321_142219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-ez8w_oI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cPKNGSYBt2k/s320/100321_142219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450972360552283778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XDxF9VYkI/AAAAAAAAALE/P0GVpu5ThSA/s1600-h/100321_142758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XDxF9VYkI/AAAAAAAAALE/P0GVpu5ThSA/s320/100321_142758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450978172182291010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, but there's just a beauty in girl's legs!  I have a fetish in drawing them! I'm still straight, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XBzb-DrAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/LnAfReeO1zo/s1600-h/100321_142746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XBzb-DrAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/LnAfReeO1zo/s320/100321_142746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450976013427387394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XBzAOhhDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/BK2g4r7C1gE/s1600-h/100321_142722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XBzAOhhDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/BK2g4r7C1gE/s320/100321_142722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450976005980259378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;                     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XByxCoMFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s4YmBY2c3nU/s1600-h/100321_142605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XByxCoMFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/s4YmBY2c3nU/s320/100321_142605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450976001903833170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XByUxsztI/AAAAAAAAAKk/y1eTN6vdLzw/s1600-h/100321_142557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6XDxj5nThI/AAAAAAAAALM/BOi6x_kwPMI/s320/100321_142808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450978180219751954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/7462945483626930206-7944452825086253509?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/7944452825086253509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/faiqahs-art-exhibition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/7944452825086253509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/7944452825086253509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/faiqahs-art-exhibition.html' title='FAIQAH&apos;S ART EXHIBITION ^_^'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/S6W-hZjwRpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9xCHYbxbu38/s72-c/100321_142528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2714609892895747523</id><published>2009-09-24T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:48:41.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAYA WITH THE FAMILY ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;RAYA WITH THE FAMILY ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, Alhamdulillah, we've come together once again to the month of Syawal, after one month of cleansing.  Hope we've all made the full use of it and may we be gifted with a long age and will meet with Ramadhans and Syawals to come, InsyaAllah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, my condolonces to those who lost their loved ones during the month of Ramadhan.  I heard a lot of 'berita keluarga's on the radio and I am deeply sorry for you.  I know I'm not in any place to say 'hang in there' but that is all I can say, 'Hang in there'.  It's their time, and we as mere human beings who are powerless to what GOD predestined, can only keep faith and believe that in every storm; sunlight awaits.  Al-Fatihah--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, the first day of Raya went well.  The day seemed to went pass rather quickly.  The second day was...also rather quick and I was kind of happy that I still get them green packets - ehem...extra money for gas XP hahaha!! I'm very stingy when it comes to gas and carwash.  I'd wait till the very crucial moment to get my car filled and get it washed.  I know it's a habit in which I MUST get rid, *God forbid I run out of gas while being out - Nauzubillah!* but, doing how my mom used to do it, which was going to the gas station every time the meter goes by half is pretty tedious~ and going to the Beribi gas station isn't really a thrill either -- well, at least nowadays during the festive season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are some pictures during Raya.  Had a great time during the accompanying of the niece and nephew with playing fireworks :) and the brother's house is just SO PERFECT for picture taking.  It has nice lighting!  I know I've never mentioned it here, but I keep on emphasising to the sisters on how his house lightings are just so...'beautifying'!  I'll end it here for now.  SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR BATIN to all Muslims out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0JKndXyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xY1nMIX3Fvc/s1600-h/DSC03868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0JKndXyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xY1nMIX3Fvc/s320/DSC03868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387769861291990818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is just plain posed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0JaqB4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/72N2FVdMHeg/s1600-h/DSC03936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0JaqB4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/72N2FVdMHeg/s320/DSC03936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387769865597739410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces of Iman Faqihah and Zharfan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0J5RCNfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rgXgGjZZsuM/s1600-h/DSC03842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0J5RCNfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rgXgGjZZsuM/s320/DSC03842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387769873814402546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iman Fikriyah O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0KaEjcYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NB8fHBQycvQ/s1600-h/DSC03951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0KaEjcYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NB8fHBQycvQ/s320/DSC03951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387769882620424578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the part where they were playing fireworks but ended up with this quite fancy picture of the night Raya view of my house.  Looks pretty festive I think :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0KypjeLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/FsFPRw1vKUc/s1600-h/DSC04035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0KypjeLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/FsFPRw1vKUc/s320/DSC04035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387769889218066610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa!!! Casts of 'Grey's Anatomy'!!...HAHAHAHA!!! No, a family picture of 2009 at abang's house :)  See what I mean about the lighting? ;)  Not everyone's here tho.  Lemme try to do this like them school class photo, yes? XD&lt;br /&gt;L to R : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;KaRin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Iman Fikriyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Zharfan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Iman Faqihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;nini Papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (my dad), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nini Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (my mom) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;KaDey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absentees : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;KaNah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;KaDa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;---tsk tsk! where were you people? o_O  &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/7462945483626930206-2714609892895747523?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2714609892895747523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2714609892895747523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2714609892895747523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-with-family.html' title='RAYA WITH THE FAMILY ^_^'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SsU0JKndXyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xY1nMIX3Fvc/s72-c/DSC03868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-3125643472558254698</id><published>2009-09-14T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:09:25.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLIDESHOW OF THE PAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SLIDESHOW OF THE PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f939945ff241029e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df939945ff241029e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6583B4DE1068FABACE4E96A35A3C0182C1BD22E3.821A9BFC570D95CB6C9C7B270B539E879EC40393%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df939945ff241029e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYA3meAfXDsf0hGWMW7CTNdR9GZk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df939945ff241029e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665946%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6583B4DE1068FABACE4E96A35A3C0182C1BD22E3.821A9BFC570D95CB6C9C7B270B539E879EC40393%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df939945ff241029e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYA3meAfXDsf0hGWMW7CTNdR9GZk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;As promised, I told my girls that I'd try to post up this humble video I made.  Thank god, it didn't take as long as it usually would in my endless attempts to post it up on facebook.  Hope you guys'll like it ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I can't wait till Raya.  Not that I'm looking forward to Raya, but that I WANT the one week break!  Not to mention tomorrow's Tuesday! I know it's not "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuasa&lt;/span&gt;" to favour or hate *loathe* days, but there are just some things that can ruin your day.  Oh well...Off to do more work now.  Toodles~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-3125643472558254698?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/3125643472558254698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/slideshow-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3125643472558254698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/3125643472558254698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/slideshow-of-past.html' title='SLIDESHOW OF THE PAST'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-2200215639246541820</id><published>2009-09-06T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:27:22.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY STEPS~ ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;BABY STEPS~^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So recently I've been extra busy than usual -_-'.  Been busy with Design quite most of the times and also trying to figure out the website that I have to get done by sometime November.  I'm not going to get more into this, otherwise I'll be more frustrated and be all...how shall I say this...in near comparison to a venomous slithering snake? A heartless 'B'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well yeah, around there...I think there are a few people that already hate me right now (or just aren't fond of me), but oh well, I can't always dance to your effing beat ^_^ You need to dance to mine too, once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I got back my Korean assignments the other day.  How frustrating was it to get a 'D'?! For BOTH assignments!  The moment I got back those papers I was like, "aiii...D ganyaaaa~~ :("  But again, whatever, I'll do better next time.  Speaking of Korean; it got haaaaarrrdeeerrr!! As in spit splattering - tongue twisting - pressure coming up your neck hard...on second thought, pressure coming up your neck is more of the after feeling of the students' trailing repetition of the lecturer.  And again, I would go deeper into this, but nyeh~ it's still the fasting month of holy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET'S RESPECT THAT :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What else is new...*thinks hard* oohh!! something happened to my car and I wanted to cry cuz I was so terrified with telling my mom and dad, but thank God my sisters did the talking for me and and bigger thanks cuz my mom and dad wasn't all that mad at me.  I do feel bad with the expense it caused...I really didn't mean it :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FaceShop&lt;/span&gt; with KaDey the other day.  Hmm...I tell you, that shop is just hard to leave!  I bought a liquid cheek and lip thing and KaDey bought blusher I think...or some other? I'm not sure, I was too busy scouting the place, heheheheee =p But anyway, the blusher, I think it's pretty worth to get.  It gives both a sheer pink and glow at the same time.  I would show you which one but they haven't got a picture of it, so yeah~ although, for the same effect, (and cheaper one) you could try out &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Silkygirl&lt;/span&gt;'s one as well.  It's this duo rosy pink palette with a very light pink that, I think, gives the glittery look to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SqQvKlcmCcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jfE8A2cVSQo/s1600-h/Blusher01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SqQvKlcmCcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jfE8A2cVSQo/s320/Blusher01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378475713884457410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To read more or just for your own viewing pleasure, check out the website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://www.silkycosmetics.com/face5-1.html"&gt;http://www.silkycosmetics.com/face5-1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For MORE viewing pleasure :D check out Faceshop as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefaceshopen.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The Faceshop official website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://thefaceshop-spree.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovely-cookie-blusher-no-1-pink-im.html"&gt;Faceshop Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anything that is girly or non-school related (or should I say 'Uni' related now? o_O) like clothes, shoes and or girl talks enlightens me nowadays XD  I don't know, everything is just so intense nowadays and I don't seem to have balance between work and play!  Everything seems to be "work, no play" where I used to be "work AND play".  I don't know how to 'chill' (as they call it. Pffffttt!!!), nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;BUT OOOHHH!!! I was dddeeeeepppplllyyyy elated last saturday, despite juggling two discussion groups.  Okkk...I know what you're thinking, "why would she pick a clashed discussion group?"  No...the first one got a little longer than planned and smeared to my second discussion.  There was also a sense of frustration with the second one, cuz some of the members didn't want to take part and all those bull...but yeah, back to my story, I was happy, up till today, just because I met someone after a long time XDDDDDDD.  Fullstop, I'm not elaborating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's 6 A.M and I'm supposed to do some studying.  I've been procrastinating since yesterday...-_-" hmm...I feel liberated? hahaha! I'm all gibber now.  But oh! watched Orphan yesterday. Out of 10..I'd say.................................................................................&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7 just above 6&lt;/span&gt; (^_^)v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Here's a trailer.  Until then, toodles :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPFQ8I04bvE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPFQ8I04bvE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/FaIQaH%7E/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/FaIQaH%7E/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-2200215639246541820?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/2200215639246541820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2200215639246541820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/2200215639246541820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-steps.html' title='BABY STEPS~ ^_^'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SqQvKlcmCcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jfE8A2cVSQo/s72-c/Blusher01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-1118848319477724580</id><published>2009-08-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:12:48.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I BLOGGED!!! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I BLOGGED!!! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helluuu~~ I know I havent blogged for quite some time and as you have already known, I'm not really the blogging type and hence the lack of update~ nyeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've started Uni last Monday, the 3rd.  First few days of the orientation were extremely horrifyingly boring.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope to NEVER feel that bored ever again!&lt;/span&gt;  Seriously, it was so boring that I felt like my mind was separated from my body! Like I was in between wake and being unconscious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of the semester was pretty 'blah'...didn't do much.  Oh! my Design Studies lecturer didn't show up the other day and yeah~ I was looking forward to that class.  Professional Comm. was pretty interesting.  I met quite a number of familiar faces which I LIKEEE!!! Sat with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; and managed to ditch the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;"girl"&lt;/span&gt; XD Thank God &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; was there..hoho!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's class for Communication Skills (CS) was pretty ok though.  It's 4 hours which is a bit of a turn off -_-" but thank God she made it to just 3 hours and 20 mins..teheee~ and of course the full schedule for today was bearable since I had the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"F2"&lt;/span&gt; boys (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Fakhri&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fuad&lt;/span&gt; - The nickname F2 suddenly came to mind, so I used it :P) accompanying me and yeah~ It was fun.  And btw, Fakhri wore a nice pink today~ pretty nice shirt, loving the colour actually BUT...pretty &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disturbing&lt;/span&gt; too~ hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow's another day.  A bit weird though cuz I don't see the people (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Anis, Qilah, Muai&lt;/span&gt;)  that I usually would be seeing whenever school starts.  I frankly say, I miss you girlssss~~ :( I mean, been together since form 1, separated in form 4 &amp;amp; 5 (but still get to see you) up till form 6! That's a really long time! 7 YEARS?? whoaaa~~ it feels a bit weird that you guys aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow I'll be having a lunch date with my girlfriends and boyfriends from my computing class in MD! ^_^ well that's something to look forward to! That is if they're still on with it..they haven't really put down the fullstop in their decision~ aiyoo~~ you guys ahh..seriously difficult people! But I love you anywayss~~ HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, toddless~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-1118848319477724580?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/1118848319477724580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-blogged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/1118848319477724580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/1118848319477724580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-blogged.html' title='I BLOGGED!!! ^_^'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-8302126900921855711</id><published>2009-07-05T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:44:22.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AN ATTEMPT TO BLOG ENTERTAINING-LY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AN ATTEMPT TO BLOG ENTERTAINING-LY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I hate the fact that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;my eyesight is getting worse&lt;/span&gt; and my "last-year-upgraded-lense-glasses" seems to be a bit blurred nowadays; especially on a further distanced objects which used to be clearly visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I hate that I have to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; re-work myself to lose the weight I gained since last year's Raya&lt;/span&gt; and get back to the weight I was!  Not to mention to fit back in my last year's "baju Raya"!!!!! -_-~~~ seriously...not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fitting well &lt;/span&gt;into a "baju Raya" which was only last year, is seriously HEART BREAKING! I mean, sure it still fits, but just not as nice.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- I haven't got any interview from MOE and neither did Cardiff send me an e-mail saying that my offer has been unconditional.  I think it's safe to assume that I'll be staying and further my studies here.  Not that I have any objections to that; I'm happy to stay if I have to or go if I have to.  But the thing that is bothering me is just that, these things are usually on the very last minute!  I heard they'd tell you that you're accepted THE DAY BEFORE THE ORIENTATION!  Ok, if it's like in the early morning, I'd still have the whole day till noon to be ready and shop for necessary things, but what if they'd inform us noon??!! I can't have only the night to prepare and have the next day going to school!!---telling this just gives me butterflies~~ I guess it is both exciting and nerve wrecking, but it's better than looking for a job!...of course having a job means you can anticipate an income....eh! I don't want to think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-  I recently&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; love to sleep&lt;/span&gt;! Like sleep all cuddled up in my blanky and wake up late in the morning.  That is the awesomest thing nowadays!  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- I love Korean guys!  I'm actually in a phase where I am drop dead in love with Korean guys...there is one cantonese guy though...well, "Asian" guys, then?  Aaaanyhowww~~ I've never really been into youtubing and finding out any latest Korean gossips or new Music Videos or who are the new in boybands.  All of the sudden, I know bands like "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Super Junior&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Se7en&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shinhwa&lt;/span&gt;" and the one I'm currently in love with, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SS501&lt;/span&gt;".  I know I sound &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sakai"&lt;/span&gt; but I'm just really having fun! hehehe!! I mean, I was only exposed to "TVXQ" which...no offense to anyone who like them...(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sa'aadah and Nabilah [Beb]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or anyone of you lot out there XD)...I think they aren't really that good~~ I do like one song though, but yeah, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKMm2ZSHito&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yKMm2ZSHito&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after Anis told me of 'Boys Before Flowers', I'm beginnning to be all crazy for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Goo Jun Pyo character&lt;/span&gt; &lt;lee min="" ho=""&gt;.  Well, quite frankly, Goo Jun Pyo is more lovable than Lee Min Ho.  Lee Min Ho does have that incredibly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AWESOME SMILE &lt;/span&gt;but Goo Jun Pyo has the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOLE PACKAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...especially the wealth bit..hehehehe!  But speaking of which, I also like this also AWESOME guy, Kim Dong Gun.  He's new and did only two dramas of which I watched one.  I first saw him in "Wanted:son in law".  I didn't want to buy it at first, but the counter girl at the DVD store kept pestering me to buy and and said that the drama was good and the guy was good looking, so I did....BUT....it was a total disappointment.  I dont really like the drama, I only think the guy was cute at the beginning and end up crushing on a minor character. Haaa~~ but yeah~ I'm crazy over these two guys!...OOOhhh!!! and also, Dennis O'neal (a.k.a Dennis Oh)~~~ Hawtnesss~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lee&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCKxCHzpCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rPEa-xSsZT4/s1600-h/n13002287529_795469_7316.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCKwzGCVII/AAAAAAAAAHE/aoYB_a3nAec/s1600-h/kim_dong_gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCKwzGCVII/AAAAAAAAAHE/aoYB_a3nAec/s320/kim_dong_gun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354932527897400450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the guy I was talking about; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kim Dong Gun&lt;/span&gt;" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCLT7kRu8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ijVQ9fxMYa4/s1600-h/n13002287529_795469_7316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCLT7kRu8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ijVQ9fxMYa4/s320/n13002287529_795469_7316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354933131467144130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hottie!! "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dennis O'Neal / Dennis Oh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCrYNK4xjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hfaFCMo_hfs/s1600-h/n1284111410_30280343_378473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCrYNK4xjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hfaFCMo_hfs/s320/n1284111410_30280343_378473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354968389284054578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;LEE MIN HO!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCrX0zIZNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UfYhalHKGvY/s1600-h/2800_1093973071245_1284111410_30338653_646407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCrX0zIZNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UfYhalHKGvY/s320/2800_1093973071245_1284111410_30338653_646407_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354968382741963986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I end my fun here...hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I wish to marry one of the exhibits shown above! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-8302126900921855711?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/8302126900921855711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/07/attempt-to-blog-entertaining-ly-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/8302126900921855711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/8302126900921855711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/07/attempt-to-blog-entertaining-ly-d.html' title='AN ATTEMPT TO BLOG ENTERTAINING-LY :D'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SlCKwzGCVII/AAAAAAAAAHE/aoYB_a3nAec/s72-c/kim_dong_gun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-5024277686083374893</id><published>2009-06-17T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:29:48.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've not updated for quite a very long time now~ mian...('sorry' in korean, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, wait...why am I saying sorry for?  It's not like I have an avid follower of my humble blog.  But even if there is even just one person out there who occasional clicks on my URL whenever he/she feels bored, I thank you very much~ (^_^)v.  But I honestly suggest that you quit soon; hehehe~ really, this blog seems quite useless.  It shows barely anything.  I know I've never really been the blogger kind of girl, but I thought at least here I could pour my heart out and just type incessantly of things that can never really be verbally spoken.  Truth is, it's even hard to just switch on the laptop and log in to blogspot and type whatever it is that I need to let out.  Quite frankly, whenever I feel like blogging, I'll find myself talking all alone in front of the monitor and feels that "well, that's that!" and hence, I feel like I no longer need to express myself by typing it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are pretty much the same EVERYDAY!  I've been repaying my fasts lately and I guess that has highly helped me staying off the kitchen doors...yes...door'S' because I have more than one kitchen which are I think equally resembles a forbidden area nowadays...don't want to elaborate more on that.  Everyday is the same thing.  It almost feels like a routine, but then everyday, I dont really do the same activities...or do I???~~ what surprises me most everyday is of how time passes so quickly.  I think this year has been the shortest year and I hae never imagined a year could fly by very quickly.  With the blink of an eye, it's already June.  Next, it'll be July, then August, then September, October, November....December...then Januaryy...then February.....well..yeah~ you know where I'm heading - in a circle.  But the thing is, even though I admit as much as this year has been awfully spent carelessly, I have been never been hollower.  I do feel like a lone loser once in a while...my self esteem has also been out the windows lately, due to my halt in the physical activities, but I feel hollow.  Not sad, not happy...just hollow.  I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but I just feel carefree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not wholly carefree though...I still have this main concern of going to Uni. next year...pft! All the horror, the questions of where and when...the How~ fuuhh~ It's exhausting my brain!  And I really hate it when my serene feeling gets trampled on nowadays!  Seriously, you poke a sleeping lioness you're going to get a beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I also realised that my English has gotten rather down the slump.  I mean, yes I still do have the very basic skill, but not the..umm....well...hmm..I can't really say but there is definitely something missing.  When I have to forward a movie just so I could read the subtitles or pause a scene so that I could read the english subtitles...then I'll just know that there is something wrong with me.  If I had to CAREFULLY read something in English and not be able to decipher it in one glance, then there is definitely something wrong with me.  Well that is the least of my concern.  I'm going to Uni. soon, and I'm supposedly taking courses that are 'english related' and those that expects me to write beautifully and those that expects me to read...well, how can I?? 1- I've seem to lose my essential touches! and 2- I seem to lose interest in reading!  Even a love novel wouldn't entice me...Twilight to say the least~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I think I should go back to my life.  Of course, I'm not going to mention to you what is it that comprise my daily activities because as enjoyable as it is, I am rather embarassed of it :P  But anyho, I'm off to MY ROCKIN' WORLD!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-5024277686083374893?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/5024277686083374893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/5024277686083374893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/5024277686083374893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='..........'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-4403437046531927321</id><published>2009-04-19T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:35:54.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~~~SIGH~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in the mood to blog, but i just somehow feel like it. Therefore, I'm doing what I do best and that is, UPLOADING VIDEOS! hehehe! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st One - Starlight tears (Boys Before Flowers OST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbMb1sq-ZEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbMb1sq-ZEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2nd One - Rascal Flatts 'What hurts the most'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSWj9z2CSo8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSWj9z2CSo8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3rd One - Git Fresh 'Blow me a kiss' (My newly favourite song! ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They haven't made a video of this one yet, So yeah~ I had to pick this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uu9OqPCoYGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uu9OqPCoYGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-4403437046531927321?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/4403437046531927321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh-im-not-really-in-mood-to-blog-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/4403437046531927321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/4403437046531927321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh-im-not-really-in-mood-to-blog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-4019131815728098768</id><published>2009-04-13T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:07:28.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being miserable and WANT to be miserable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEING MISERABLE AND 'WANTING' TO BE MISERABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's obvious to say that the above statement is just pure irony!  I mean, who would want to be miserable??  I mean seriously! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ASK yourself! and truly ask yourself!&lt;/span&gt;  If you honestly want to be happy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you'd let go of any other sh** and embrace all the good things!&lt;/span&gt;  I mean, so what lah if you've been hurt so many times?  They're not meant to sink you.  If anything, they're meant to toughen you up!  Get you you all geared up and not be stepped on!  But nooo~~~ You embrace the sh** and put aside the happiness that you're supposed to get from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're supposed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;learn from the mistakes that others done to you&lt;/span&gt;.  Not to learn others' mistakes and plotting on retaliation.  Sure~~ sometimes the phrase "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't get mad, get even&lt;/span&gt;" seems to be a tempting suggestion.  But do you feel good after fueling the bonfire and end up burning the entire forest?? I mean, if you feel good about it, fine.  But if you don't...tsk tsk...You'd need some maniac who could build you a time machine and reverse everything (Good luck with finding him!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of it all is that, you can never find that maniac for he doesn't exist!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;You don't usually get second chances! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They don't just come knocking to your door and say, "Hey! that wasn't very nice.  Do you wanna undo it and make it better?" - NO! that is just too good to be true and nothing is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too good&lt;/span&gt;".  God creates us perfectly and nothing is ever too less or too much (even when we sometimes think that we're created with a little bit less)  but who are we to judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Second chances don't come for free.  Second chances are like those moments when you want something so bad and you can't have them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why exactly would you want to befriend misery??  If you think that being miserable is what's going to get you happiness and more attention from people, then you are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WRONG!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  DO You want to change your life and be happy and throw away your misery? Then why not start with changing your attitude!  Make &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATTITUDE TOWARDS PEOPLE as your TOP PRIORITY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for God's sake!  It's not only you that have been hurt!  We all experience being hurt, stepped on, being turned backs against and all those other bull~ But we grow from it all.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manouver your moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Not to be bitter and miserable and pushing people more!  I know it's rather inevitable to push some away, but it's NOT NECESSARY to hurt them back!  SERIOUSLY, IT'S NOT!  If you hurt them back, then you're just like them and that makes you lower than them!  You know why? Because that'll make you a copy cat and with no originality!---No, scratch that; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NO PERSONALITY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO SPINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and...UGH! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;NO MIND OF YOUR OWN THAT YOU HAD TO LEARN UP THEIR'S????&lt;/span&gt; Boo! you need some mind clearing issue!  And maybe you do need a slap on the face once in a while---just to get you to realise your situation.  I'm only saying this because I care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to this song my sister '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pajal-ed&lt;/span&gt;' me to listen to.  Well, I ended up being all touched by it..hehe..but it makes you realise!  So I'll post up the lyrics for you to contemplate ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;BAZ LUHRMANN - SUNSCREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Wear sunscreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; than my own meandering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; experience…I will dispense this advice now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; on some idle Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Do one thing everyday that scares you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; people who are reckless with yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Floss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Stretch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; olds I know still don’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Get plenty of calcium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; (Brother and sister together we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Everybody's free.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; knew when you were young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; noble and children respected their elders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Respect your elders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; might run out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; look 85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; ugly parts and recycling it for more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; it’s worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; (Brother and sister together we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; I know you've been hurting, and I know I've been waiting to be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; for you. And I'll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Everybody's free.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-4019131815728098768?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/4019131815728098768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/being-miserable-and-want-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/4019131815728098768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/4019131815728098768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/being-miserable-and-want-to-be.html' title='Being miserable and WANT to be miserable'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-6400372434048300848</id><published>2009-04-12T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:00:51.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE OTHER DAY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE OTHER DAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day I went to Miri with my sister.  We tagged along these people from Sayyidina Hassan and went on a trip on bus to Miri.  Hmmm...other than the fact that the journey was overwhelmingly looonggg and my butt felt as if it went flat from all the sitting; I enjoyed it.  The best part of the trip was actually that I bought a Mr.Bean's teddy bear! hahaha!! always wanted one, but ended up thinking it'll be a waste of money.  But heck!  Screw it! I want one!  And therefore..............I NOW HAVE ONE!!! YIPPEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite the long trip, I enjoyed the movie they played on the bus (thank god for that!)  HAHA! I spent the whole way back to Brunei watching P.Ramlee's 'Tiga Abdul'.  My MP3 player was also being a "cute-for-nothing" helper! yessh! It died at the very moment I needed it MOST!! ERGHK! Better not mention the "moment" but yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole journey from Brunei to Miri was not bad, cuz I spent the whole time listening to this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2TyoBkCHr6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2TyoBkCHr6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila!! I was trying so hard to not dance!!! haha!! begarak pulang sudah sikit bahu tu masa mendanagr!hahaha!!!....and of course falling asleep for the rest of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...what else happened this week???....Babysitting went a little 'slope-y' and of course there are also times that felt like facing turbulances....hmmm...but yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaa.... I didnt write much but I already feel a bit weeeeeee tired. haha!! Alrighty! That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Aku &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;suka&lt;/span&gt; orang ani!!! HANDSOME!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HANDSOME!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HANDSOME!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/FaIQaH%7E/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SeHzPIOOYnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Iq7lW3aANhg/s1600-h/thewitch_pix05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SeHzPIOOYnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Iq7lW3aANhg/s320/thewitch_pix05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323803675759370866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh~~~~~~~*;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-6400372434048300848?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/6400372434048300848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6400372434048300848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/6400372434048300848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-day.html' title='THE OTHER DAY...'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SeHzPIOOYnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Iq7lW3aANhg/s72-c/thewitch_pix05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7462945483626930206.post-7566876638807608425</id><published>2009-04-08T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:33:47.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning!</title><content type='html'>So...I've made a new blog.  As this is my first post and I'm well drained with editing the blog skin (which I'm not very happy with) and every of those other things, I've decided to make a simple and straight forward post with the most obvious matter which is---- I've made a new blog :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of remember now why I deleted the old one...but nyeh~ I'll soon miss blogging and writing and quite frankly, I don't exactly blog, I gibber! haha! and I have a feeling there will be lots to gibber.  I'll fill this blog up in no time!  Plus, plus, PLUS!!!!..I need to polish up my writing skills anyway...and with my current situation (i.e. having a rusty English writing skills, having almost slim to none ability of dramatising my written works and having a VERY LOONNGGG school break!) blogging seems the closest thing to composing literary works.  Of course..I wouldn't exactly consider this as 'literary' but oh well~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue this later.  As I've said before, I'm well drained with all the kerfuffle with the codings and all...so yeah. I'll blog (or rather senselessly go on of something) soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodleeesss~~~:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7462945483626930206-7566876638807608425?l=nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/feeds/7566876638807608425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/7566876638807608425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7462945483626930206/posts/default/7566876638807608425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nfh-perfect-imperfections.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning!'/><author><name>NFH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15104835777708531279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mif2Ac-V4uE/SKJxmCzb_DI/AAAAAAAAADw/pW_JmX9Hzg4/s1600-R/111120071266.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
