<?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-7465738875704426680</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:35:28.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Mommy's Little Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8094968129871971451</id><published>2011-10-19T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:37:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xC_l6ZMy_3c/Tp6oQtpGlbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/64pdG8XuYLs/s1600/titanic-winslet-dicaprio_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xC_l6ZMy_3c/Tp6oQtpGlbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/64pdG8XuYLs/s320/titanic-winslet-dicaprio_l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Rose: I love you, Jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Jack: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Rose: I'm so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, but not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose: I can't feel my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose: I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose: I'll never let go. I'll never let go, Jack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-8094968129871971451?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8094968129871971451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8094968129871971451' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8094968129871971451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8094968129871971451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-let-go.html' title='Don&apos;t let go'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xC_l6ZMy_3c/Tp6oQtpGlbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/64pdG8XuYLs/s72-c/titanic-winslet-dicaprio_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-9008513747081068973</id><published>2011-10-15T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T08:17:09.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So many years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Always strong, tried not to cry&lt;br /&gt;Never felt like I needed any man&lt;br /&gt;To comfort me in life&lt;br /&gt;But I'm all made up today&lt;br /&gt;A veil upon my face&lt;br /&gt;But no father stands beside me&lt;br /&gt;To give this bride away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm standing in the chapel&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my white dress&lt;br /&gt;I have waited for this moment&lt;br /&gt;With tears of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Here I leave behind my past&lt;br /&gt;By taking the chance&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found the right man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts racing fast through my mind&lt;br /&gt;As I'm gazing down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;That my future will mend the memories&lt;br /&gt;Torn between father and child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions overload&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there is no hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;There's no shoulder here to lean on&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking all on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing at four corners&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold&lt;br /&gt;Now my love, you stand beside me&lt;br /&gt;To walk life's winding road&lt;br /&gt;And I owe it all to you&lt;br /&gt;For taking the chance&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me there's a right man&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I never knew a right man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm standing in the chapel&lt;br /&gt;Ready to confess&lt;br /&gt;That I've waited for this moment&lt;br /&gt;With tears of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Now I leave behind my past&lt;br /&gt;By taking the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm standing at four corners&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold&lt;br /&gt;Now my love, you stand beside me&lt;br /&gt;To walk life's winding road&lt;br /&gt;And I owe it all to you&lt;br /&gt;For taking the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day my little girl&lt;br /&gt;Will reach out her hand&lt;br /&gt;She'll know I found the right man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-9008513747081068973?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/9008513747081068973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=9008513747081068973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9008513747081068973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9008513747081068973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/10/right-man.html' title='The Right Man'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2283883354728073950</id><published>2011-10-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T16:06:16.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>He would wait for me to finish class&lt;br /&gt;Carry my books&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at my lame jokes&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Makes me laugh when i cry&lt;br /&gt;Hug me when I'm feeling cold&lt;br /&gt;Sing me a song when i can't fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Pulls my hand when i feel like running away&lt;br /&gt;Look at me in the eye and tell me that i mean the world to him&lt;br /&gt;Cooks&lt;br /&gt;Watch late night movies&lt;br /&gt;Call me just to tell me he misses me&lt;br /&gt;Boy, theres so many things i think that we could be, but your effort aint there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=':('/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4612709169220961381</id><published>2011-10-09T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T15:10:00.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you should know</title><content type='html'>You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes,&amp;nbsp;hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4612709169220961381?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4612709169220961381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4612709169220961381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4612709169220961381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4612709169220961381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/10/something-you-should-know.html' title='Something you should know'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4447686613438269594</id><published>2011-10-08T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:32:20.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So be it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You called me a liar, a cheater and a playa'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;for something i didn't even do, this is how you hurt me.&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/7465738875704426680-4447686613438269594?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4447686613438269594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4447686613438269594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4447686613438269594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4447686613438269594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-be-it.html' title='So be it.'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5735686675488577060</id><published>2011-09-27T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T16:50:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Lucky that you fell for me &amp;amp; lucky that I said yes . If not , you would have been in some other girl's arms by now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-5735686675488577060?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5735686675488577060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5735686675488577060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5735686675488577060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5735686675488577060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7737776097638189796</id><published>2011-09-26T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:15:13.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otx0Bnru0dY"&gt;Superman &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;click (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're out there, somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Or could you be just around the corner?&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/7465738875704426680-7737776097638189796?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7737776097638189796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7737776097638189796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7737776097638189796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7737776097638189796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/09/superman.html' title='Superman.'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2776667737225353703</id><published>2011-09-22T08:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:14:46.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't i say goodbye?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I guess, I'm just here, waiting to see what you would do to get me back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I dont understand why am i even &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; waiting. Sara, its over. Live with it. Its obvious that he doesn't want to be with you anymore. All of it was lust and love was just another drug you've been craving for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-2776667737225353703?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2776667737225353703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2776667737225353703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2776667737225353703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2776667737225353703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-cant-i-say-goodbye.html' title='Why can&apos;t i say goodbye?'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1844148813545321659</id><published>2011-09-21T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:07:50.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Just thought you were different."&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/7465738875704426680-1844148813545321659?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1844148813545321659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1844148813545321659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1844148813545321659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1844148813545321659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/09/heart-broken.html' title='Heart Broken'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7806054857067009451</id><published>2011-09-20T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:17:15.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCuVQNcC0M/TniO682P1aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JFLTJT3GWPg/s1600/alone%252Cgirl%252Cnature%252Csunset%252Csun%252Cso%252Cnatural-519edf17abfebae126bb9e26c45ea9e5_h_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCuVQNcC0M/TniO682P1aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JFLTJT3GWPg/s320/alone%252Cgirl%252Cnature%252Csunset%252Csun%252Cso%252Cnatural-519edf17abfebae126bb9e26c45ea9e5_h_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever wondered what would happen when the world around you just stops? In that particular silence, all you think about is very clear. You see, everyone has their own story in their sad happy faces. I knew i shouldn't, but out of love, you just had to fall for him. Its like, im in this spell, and I'm just hooked without realizing whats happening around the world. Im in my own mind right now, thinking about what i missed while i was blind folded by love. I knew that he was the one, but slowly he's turning into someone i didn't know, someone i couldn't even trust. It felt like i had no idea who i was talking to and i can assure you that he aint the same guy i met 20 months ago. All he wants in life is to be surrounded by hot girls. And having many guy friends, they say rather than being surrounded by tons of girls, they just want that one specific girl to be around his own little world. I just though he would be that guy, who would be there when i need him, to cheer me up when I'm feeling low, to always try his best to be there. I care about all the small little things you do. It matters to me. cause to me, all the small little thing counts. but, idk. for now, i need to be on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7806054857067009451?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7806054857067009451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7806054857067009451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7806054857067009451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7806054857067009451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/09/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZCuVQNcC0M/TniO682P1aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/JFLTJT3GWPg/s72-c/alone%252Cgirl%252Cnature%252Csunset%252Csun%252Cso%252Cnatural-519edf17abfebae126bb9e26c45ea9e5_h_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4138468963260677831</id><published>2011-08-26T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T08:50:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New account on LB</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2339991.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2339991"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2339991.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=small&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2339991"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2339991.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2339991"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4138468963260677831?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4138468963260677831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4138468963260677831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4138468963260677831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4138468963260677831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-account-on-lb.html' title='New account on LB'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6270051388411750359</id><published>2011-03-21T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:03:04.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect date</title><content type='html'>well, to me, the perfect date&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;be too&amp;nbsp;complicated&amp;nbsp;or expensive. I dont care about how much you spend on me or how hard you try to impress me. i'd prefer a stroll in the park then a picnic for two and y'know, we could just talk while just looking at the sky. just the two of us. i think the bonding is really important in a relationship and sex is definitely not everything. *swt* Sometimes, simplicity is the most sweetest thing any relationship could have. like, for example, when you text her good morning when you wake up, or randomly saying 'i love you' when shes mad. Small things matters and it &lt;b&gt;does&lt;/b&gt; make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect date would mean something special, when you just spend time with the other person, just because you want to get to know the person better. not just because you &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to. i hate it when you go out with someone just because you have to, in order to make the other person happy. thats LAME with a capital L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We girls 'do' expect a lot from what you guys plan, cause it somehow represents how important she is to you. If&amp;nbsp;you're&amp;nbsp;planning a surprise,&amp;nbsp;dont&amp;nbsp;just surprise her with not knowing what to do after&amp;nbsp;you're&amp;nbsp;already at the mall. And if you offered to pick her up, NEVER i repeat NEVER make her wait. girls hate it, alot! As the man in the relationship, you have to 'at least' plan what youre going to do &amp;amp; not ask the girl what she wants to do. cause it'll just lead to something bad, literally. we dont expect you to reserve us movie seats or a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant, though that would be an extra point if you do so.. but hey, we get it, money is an issue in the world economy. so yes, the least you could do is plan ahead on what youre going to do. It just shows that you're in control. (not unless you want the girl to control you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main thing here, is we love it when you do all the small things that you dont think its important. and trust me, dont ever talk about a girl friend (as in friend) and compliment about how unique she is in front of your girl. It definitely makes her feel insecure about herself. I've experience the feeling and it aint pretty. It made me felt like i wasnt special at all! but hey. im good and i trust him. *breaths in and puffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! why am i talking about this in my blog? gah! feeling in me are mine alone to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mymaHrk6EdE/TYcwHOnkl4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/8_CrY_y6_D8/s1600/30dknzq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mymaHrk6EdE/TYcwHOnkl4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/8_CrY_y6_D8/s1600/30dknzq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-6270051388411750359?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6270051388411750359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6270051388411750359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6270051388411750359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6270051388411750359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/03/perfect-date.html' title='The Perfect date'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mymaHrk6EdE/TYcwHOnkl4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/8_CrY_y6_D8/s72-c/30dknzq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7913128360516375571</id><published>2011-03-08T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:47:07.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is one for the gals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/1e8xgF0JtVg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e8xgF0JtVg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e8xgF0JtVg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this very inspiring. ,watch this. Live a healthy life and stay in school. and no, its not boring.&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Im&amp;nbsp;against&amp;nbsp;childbirth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7913128360516375571?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7913128360516375571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7913128360516375571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7913128360516375571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7913128360516375571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-one-for-gals.html' title='This is one for the gals'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-82655879480089943</id><published>2011-03-06T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:47:41.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing things differently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--aw-Wr7MC4c/TXNyrzyFZYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_7g3KJQNfAE/s1600/001-934x1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--aw-Wr7MC4c/TXNyrzyFZYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_7g3KJQNfAE/s320/001-934x1094.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has different perspectives on fashion. i'd say fashion somehow relates to how people see you as a person. Fashion represents as a mask of your personality without actually communicating verbally. okay, enough with the 'pish posh'. I was browsing through the Internet, and i found something really interesting. Its apparently a guy site, but whatever it is, i still think its cool. If youre into Architecture, Art, Fashion, Photography, you should really check it out by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.creativeboysclub.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now readers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-82655879480089943?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/82655879480089943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=82655879480089943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/82655879480089943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/82655879480089943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/03/seeing-things-differently.html' title='Seeing things differently'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--aw-Wr7MC4c/TXNyrzyFZYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/_7g3KJQNfAE/s72-c/001-934x1094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6749289119926914634</id><published>2011-03-06T17:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:48:27.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laid back,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so, i've been gone long enough. well yeah, my blog popped up in my mind, and i told myself, why not? so here i  am, saying hi. HAHA. okay, im being super lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, im suppose to create my own architectural mask, and what have i found very interesting was this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580903883360629106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmM7ntaRzfE/TXNag1VO8XI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yz3UdiNUn00/s320/faces_2-469x610-custom.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: left; font-family: Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Featured: Mask paper construction + photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: left; font-family: Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Art director /&lt;a class="external" href="http://makotoyabuki.com/" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Makoto Yabuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (TANGRAM)&lt;br /&gt;Model / Yuri Ishizaka (eva management)&lt;br /&gt;Photographer / Hanzawa Takeshi&lt;br /&gt;Hair and Make-up / Noboru Tomizawa(CUBE Management Office)&lt;br /&gt;Stylist / Tsuyoshi Takahashi&lt;br /&gt;CG/TANGRAM + Hideki Inoue&lt;br /&gt;Produce / TANGRAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: left; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Interesting no? i think it copies Lady Gaga for some reason. im just sharing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-6749289119926914634?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6749289119926914634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6749289119926914634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6749289119926914634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6749289119926914634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/03/laid-back.html' title='Laid back,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmM7ntaRzfE/TXNag1VO8XI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yz3UdiNUn00/s72-c/faces_2-469x610-custom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-309580273983196421</id><published>2011-01-27T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:09:22.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after 2 years of people wanting me to make an account on formspring. someone had to did it for me. so here i am, answering stupido questions. wanna ask stupido questions too? be my guess and click &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/alizasara"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-309580273983196421?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/309580273983196421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=309580273983196421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/309580273983196421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/309580273983196421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/01/formspring.html' title='formspring'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6306411814528086404</id><published>2011-01-27T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:37:28.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just tell me you love me anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situations turns around enough to figure out&lt;br /&gt;That someone else has let you down&lt;br /&gt;So many times I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But I know we can make it as long as you say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that I take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;And maybe if you take one more than I would know for sure&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you love me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&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/7465738875704426680-6306411814528086404?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6306411814528086404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6306411814528086404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6306411814528086404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6306411814528086404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-tell-me-you-love-me-anyway.html' title='Just tell me you love me anyway'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6952437178727799585</id><published>2010-12-15T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:55:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 minutes to midnight</title><content type='html'>have you ever felt so low that you don't even bother to find out why? well, im in pain, and its hard to trust someone who doesnt understands you on the inside, assuming everything is A-ok when its not. i don't want to be treated like a broken glass in a perfectly shaped boxed. i need the sugar and spice every once in a while, and i getting all that from other people instead of you. why? is it because im not important? or you think that i wont run away from you? well, you know what? im sorry but, im an independent woman. what i need is &lt;b&gt;love and affection&lt;/b&gt; not a man acting all macho all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-6952437178727799585?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6952437178727799585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6952437178727799585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6952437178727799585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6952437178727799585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/12/5-minutes-to-midnight.html' title='5 minutes to midnight'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5755040837216843421</id><published>2010-12-11T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T11:10:01.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey baby,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TQLrDnFvkAI/AAAAAAAAAew/GW2JFT2gcts/s1600/gingerbread_man_ahero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TQLrDnFvkAI/AAAAAAAAAew/GW2JFT2gcts/s320/gingerbread_man_ahero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549256138139078658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would you care to be my gingerbread man this Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sweet and filled with sugary goodness&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/7465738875704426680-5755040837216843421?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5755040837216843421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5755040837216843421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5755040837216843421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5755040837216843421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-baby.html' title='hey baby,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TQLrDnFvkAI/AAAAAAAAAew/GW2JFT2gcts/s72-c/gingerbread_man_ahero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8159166769631328922</id><published>2010-11-09T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T12:33:29.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TNjOuZ4hr3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PhQNIoB4EPE/s1600/tumblr_lbknupkkWn1qb5zb3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TNjOuZ4hr3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PhQNIoB4EPE/s320/tumblr_lbknupkkWn1qb5zb3o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537403038469304178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Purity, the absence of impurity in a substance or abundance of virtue. i wanna clear my mind and start to see the world differently. i think i might have been thinking that the world is another fairytale waiting for an happy ending. but no, the world has been really cruel to me ever since i turned 18. Therefore, i shall change my ways and observe more instead of making the world observe me.&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/7465738875704426680-8159166769631328922?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8159166769631328922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8159166769631328922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8159166769631328922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8159166769631328922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/11/purity.html' title='purity'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TNjOuZ4hr3I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PhQNIoB4EPE/s72-c/tumblr_lbknupkkWn1qb5zb3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2810617752047960330</id><published>2010-10-27T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:06:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;i shall stop blogging for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&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/7465738875704426680-2810617752047960330?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2810617752047960330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2810617752047960330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2810617752047960330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2810617752047960330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/10/dots.html' title='dots'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3460123820139909018</id><published>2010-10-20T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:45:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he just had to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TL7jmJeaVFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/egkugzgthGM/s1600/2jf60i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TL7jmJeaVFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/egkugzgthGM/s320/2jf60i.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530107636975555666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you know what? fine, &lt;b&gt;'AVOID'&lt;/b&gt; being in my group if that makes you happy. we dont make a good team because im the one being all boastful kan? hurting you and everything? and i thought i was the one feeling the pain. and another thing, i was never good enough for you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;JUST GO AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and not let me hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-3460123820139909018?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3460123820139909018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3460123820139909018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3460123820139909018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3460123820139909018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-just-had-to.html' title='he just had to'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TL7jmJeaVFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/egkugzgthGM/s72-c/2jf60i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8371499520919720963</id><published>2010-10-14T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:09:47.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, blogging again baby !!</title><content type='html'>well, today was like the usuals. managed to shoot a few scenes for our culture and civilization project. and today honestly felt.. awkward. it was nice talking to rizal again after a few months of not talking. at least he remembers me, unlike some people i thought they would. *sigh* its like, i dont know who you are anymore. we used to dance and sing together. what happened to those olden days? well, guess what? youre off my BFF list. mmhmm.. oh, and long story short. we went to cheras just to get our hands on some indian costumes. haha. his parents were sort of staring at me, fell the preassure sara! feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: sayang, im sorry for being relatively quiet &amp; thanks for your sacrifices you've made today &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-8371499520919720963?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8371499520919720963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8371499520919720963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8371499520919720963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8371499520919720963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/10/yes-blogging-again-baby.html' title='yes, blogging again baby !!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3250302528558690195</id><published>2010-10-13T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:09:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>had my effective public communication test today, and it went quite well. a few mistakes here and there. but, im satisfied. english class was cancelled and so, i managed to get my dad to pick me up early. god, never felt so full. celebrated yu kee and mr nats birthday in wong kok. too bad i missed chun pao's one though ): oh well. theres always next year (; i should be sleeping now since i have a class at 8am tomorrow. but, god knows how 'early' i'll wake up tomorrow. hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im suppose to be in little india tomorrow to buy some stuffs for my video shoot, but a certain someone wont let me go. too far, dangerous are his reasons. the least you could do is offer to follow. but no, instead you tell me not to go cause you dont wanna go. sheesh, might as well not tell you right? when i want to contribute, youre not letting me. *sigh* hung up my phone and i wished you would call me back &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-3250302528558690195?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3250302528558690195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3250302528558690195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3250302528558690195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3250302528558690195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8360365348966157396</id><published>2010-10-12T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:50:14.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while</title><content type='html'>have you ever felt so unsure about love? cause im feeling what everyone else is feeling. its like, you want to know, whether if he really is the one, the prince you've been waiting for, the one whos going to take good care of you. i dont usually talk about relationships in my blog, but.. its time for change. i mean, i dont want to fool myself, 'again'. i had an opportunity with my bestest friend, but i totally blew it. i have my reasons why. GAH! im curious and i blame myself for being serious so soon. everything is set up straight from my heart, and tell me, what am i going to do when it all falls apart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-8360365348966157396?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8360365348966157396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8360365348966157396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8360365348966157396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8360365348966157396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2017082170108772748</id><published>2010-09-06T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:16:27.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote"  style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- margin-top: 0px !important; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Meeting you was&lt;b&gt; FAITH&lt;/b&gt;, becoming your friend was a &lt;b&gt;CHOICE&lt;/b&gt;, but falling in love with you, i had no &lt;b&gt;CONTROL&lt;/b&gt; over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;by Sara&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/7465738875704426680-2017082170108772748?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2017082170108772748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2017082170108772748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2017082170108772748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2017082170108772748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby.html' title='baby,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-615359740085526184</id><published>2010-09-02T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:13:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the two faced jerk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;call me anything you want, but i know myself better than anyone. you may hate me now, but you're gonna regret hating me one day. knowing you for over 4 years n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ow, doesn't really matters to me anymore. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eed anyone who acts like you in my life. so, please, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; bugging me if you hate me so much. im not gonna bother you, youre not gonna bother me? got it? If we have class reunions, i'm not gonna be there when you're there. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i'll try to avoid you in any possible way if that makes you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sincerely, your no longer your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;aliza sara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-615359740085526184?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/615359740085526184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=615359740085526184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/615359740085526184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/615359740085526184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-two-faced-jerk.html' title='to the two faced jerk'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7521732226353475738</id><published>2010-06-11T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:58:40.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im HERE without a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GOODBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your lover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7521732226353475738?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7521732226353475738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7521732226353475738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7521732226353475738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7521732226353475738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/06/pfft.html' title='Pfft!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1107755921854334483</id><published>2010-06-10T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:25:05.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i've returned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TBEC5Ue_aYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/IFLwf1qP758/s1600/leathergloves2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TBEC5Ue_aYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/IFLwf1qP758/s320/leathergloves2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481165405261097346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only god knows when was the last time i've updated my blog. well, im here now bloggy. i know you've been missing me. haha. well, so far, so many MANY things have changed. lost old friends, gain new ones. the HORROR. im not letting go of them just yet, but some of them.. i would rather not say anyting. how could you? just because i dont hang with you guys no more, doesnt mean i've changed okay? i've just been busy. im sorry if you dont get it. but, im appreciating those who do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, FYI, my first sem is finally over y'all (: enjoying my free time till end of july. still thinking of what to do during the holidays. since almost everyone in my high school years are just starting college/uni. i might not be able to hang with them. another reason why i cant hang with you guys okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one last thing, before i end my short post, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im OFFICIALLY changing my look to be more SOPHISTICATED&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can be related to this photo attached to this blog, but, without the icy blond please (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then love, good night &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1107755921854334483?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1107755921854334483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1107755921854334483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1107755921854334483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1107755921854334483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-ive-returned.html' title='and i&apos;ve returned'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/TBEC5Ue_aYI/AAAAAAAAAeI/IFLwf1qP758/s72-c/leathergloves2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5509629744253226094</id><published>2010-04-15T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:12:57.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>i so totally owe my daddy a BIG apology. i was so caught up with my selfish self and totally *poof* on reality. i realized that my dad didn't exactly on purpose wanted to ruin my dreams. no. he simply cares for me &amp;amp; I'm the one not appreciating what he has done for me. i know sorry is not enough, so I'm gonna prove to you that i can so totally ace college. i love you daddy. you've thought me from right to wrong and thanks to you, I'm the person i am today. i just want to thank you for taking care for me. and honestly, i just want you to know that i didn't mean what i said. i was just too emotional and depressed. its my fault. not yours. I'm gonna prove to you that i can actually do something, while i study. all i need is for you to just believe in me in what i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;your baby girl (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7465738875704426680-5509629744253226094?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5509629744253226094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5509629744253226094' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5509629744253226094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5509629744253226094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-266146787053374711</id><published>2010-04-07T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:05:28.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for being supportive, dad</title><content type='html'>hah, just when i was looking forward to perform for the VIP's in may, Colours of Malaysia. one of the big BIG events in Malaysia, my dad just had to ruin the excitement. common, you already know how into dancing i am. and you just had to tackle me unexpectedly? it might be fun for you. but, me? it hurts more than 1000 stabs on my heart. i never felt this way before. let me tell you one thing, im growing up. and seriously, you didnt even had a chance to see me grow. too busy with work and the other things you had to do. i bet if i ask you whats my favorite colour, you wont even know. you dont even know how happy i was during rehearsals and practices for every event. dancing is actually something really REALLY important to me, cause at the end of the day, i know i've completed something in life. sure, architecture... its not even 100% my decision. i dont even believe in myself being in this course. i want to have a simple life without sleepless nights. i wanna be in that light for something people appreciate. you've only supported me in what you chose for me to do. im tired of this. i have my own life to control. you cant tell me what i can and cant do. i know you know whats best for me, but, i wanna take risks. its all in the proses in learning right? at this very moment, all i wanna do is CRY my HEART out. so, i guess. i btter get goin and just, well, move on. good bye abang azwar, abang eddie, kak ana and all the awesome choreographers. im obsessed with dancing FYI? its stupid! common sara, GET OVER IT! die obsession, DIE!! im tired and i gonna go cool my mind down. stupid dancing, stupid hobby, stupid life. all i wanted was for you to give me full support and tell me youre proud of me and also tell me how talented i am. but no... all you could say is im wasting my time. thanks a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a depressed sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-266146787053374711?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/266146787053374711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=266146787053374711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/266146787053374711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really a problem. even thought it was like RM50 per show, at least it was still something. its a start, no? hehe. so, finally i had another feel of a traditional dance performance, once more. it was last saturday. practiced a day before the actual event. it was for my ex school's international understanding day. getting up on that stage, made me feel, happy.. its like, now a days, people tend to not find traditional dances as interesting as the mordern dances. its culture people! &amp;amp; whatever it is, its still our duty to not let our culture fade away. but i was happy that most of the audience were happy with our performance. i think, me and my team did quite a good job, showing people how 'interesting' traditional dances can be (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos of last saturday (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzVRcIvPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/lOjZW5l1TYg/s1600/25502_114689458543463_100000072297537_257082_6378637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzVRcIvPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/lOjZW5l1TYg/s320/25502_114689458543463_100000072297537_257082_6378637_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456659970320284914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; The before look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzUxCp6YI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8mx11VnqF7E/s1600/25502_114689491876793_100000072297537_257090_5439158_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzUxCp6YI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8mx11VnqF7E/s320/25502_114689491876793_100000072297537_257090_5439158_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456659961623472514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The after look &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;haha. yes yes. i know. whats up with the pose? me and purani here, as you all can see, we ARE posers. she's my junior by the way. nice and very ganas. haha. dont you dare mess with her. she BITES :p hehe. oh well.. back to the dancing thing, i really hope i can find people who are intrested in traditional dances in taylors. its a BIG opportunity to learn something new for a change, no? so, why not right? we, as the future generations of malaysia, must somehow help sustain the importance of traditional dances. woohhoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzUkaW7-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/SqSr6ZISzCA/s1600/25502_114689471876795_100000072297537_257085_6897175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzUkaW7-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/SqSr6ZISzCA/s320/25502_114689471876795_100000072297537_257085_6897175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456659958233231330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/04/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S7nzVRcIvPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/lOjZW5l1TYg/s72-c/25502_114689458543463_100000072297537_257082_6378637_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4572412876718496214</id><published>2010-03-21T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:12:00.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yu-Na Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 221, 192); line-height: 20px; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aighuzHoYm0/S6YB6CR1-DI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fnzgQUy2QcA/s1600-h/Kim_Yu_Na_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: underline; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aighuzHoYm0/S6YB6CR1-DI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fnzgQUy2QcA/s320/Kim_Yu_Na_2.jpg" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;it was a saturday morning, during breakfast. my dad switched the channel to discovery channel &amp;amp; thats when i first saw her. the famous figure skater &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Kim Yu-Na. she's starting to be my role model. i admire her work &amp;amp; the fact that she's no quitter. eventhough she had intentions to quit figure skating, she didnt. i can bet she fell more than 1000 times, &amp;amp; yet, she's still standing, till today. i mean, come on, ice skating ait something that comes to you easy. so, she started ice skating when she was 7. despite coming from a not so wealthy family,  her mom actually sacrificed &amp;amp; worked really hard for her to achieve her career. and to think that professional coaches and skates are EXTREMELY expensive. can you imagine how much her mom sacrificed for her? for a second there, i felt really really lucky, having parents who can actually afford to send me to college. moving on, i just really admire her hard work. shes now a heroin in korean history, making the country proud of her. there's this one time, she suffered a back injury 3days before the BIG competition which was going to be held in Russia. with the bad condition shes suffering, she went on to Russia for the country &amp;amp; won a gold medal. She went to Russia as an ice skater, &amp;amp; returned as a star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aighuzHoYm0/S6YB7v-UPBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TlUjhtTSotg/s1600-h/sk8can+2006+kim+sp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="text-decoration: none; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aighuzHoYm0/S6YB7v-UPBI/AAAAAAAAAMA/TlUjhtTSotg/s320/sk8can+2006+kim+sp.jpg" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;when you watch her skate, she seems to be as if shes very comfortable. the way she expresses herself, one word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;. check out one of her video performances by clicking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ChDMBbyOiE"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S45kNo7b4yI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wVp3dv0PX5Y/s320/img93m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444399185025295138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if there one thing i love &lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; than anything, is cupcakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;soft&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;back to assignments &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/7465738875704426680-2693274777381219069?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2693274777381219069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2693274777381219069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2693274777381219069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2693274777381219069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/03/with-cherry-on-top.html' title='with a cherry on top'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S45kNo7b4yI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wVp3dv0PX5Y/s72-c/img93m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6659904759535160464</id><published>2010-02-26T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T18:22:40.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S4ec8ya2DeI/AAAAAAAAAdg/635dk5BBVNA/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S4ec8ya2DeI/AAAAAAAAAdg/635dk5BBVNA/s320/b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442491242840985058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried and tried to forget you, &amp;amp; slowly youre fading away, into that black-hole. the past is the past, moving on to the future might be hard. knowing you for over a year, made me realize that i was wasting every second of my time. i was blind, not knowing people around me cared so much about me, even more than how you used to care. *at least i think you cared* they were always there, when i was blue, high, &amp;amp; etc. in my head, i was thinking that i didnt want to walk around solo, but i was wrong. i was never alone. every year, friends come &amp;amp; go. knowing who your real friends are and whos not, made me appreciate my real friends. a small number of them, but, they're all i need. whats the point having many people knowing you, and at the end of the day, you find them stabbing you behind your back. so, adios &amp;amp; sayonara to you &amp;amp; NEVER to my mates cause i know that they'll always be there for me &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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/7465738875704426680-6659904759535160464?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6659904759535160464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6659904759535160464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6659904759535160464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6659904759535160464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/02/emotions.html' title='emotions'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S4ec8ya2DeI/AAAAAAAAAdg/635dk5BBVNA/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2734178976029131588</id><published>2010-02-19T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:28:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L to the OVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll forever be your shortayh (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;with love, aliza sara&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/7465738875704426680-2734178976029131588?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2734178976029131588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2734178976029131588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2734178976029131588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2734178976029131588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/02/l-to-ove.html' title='L to the OVE'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1149639829401105979</id><published>2010-02-16T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:31:20.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tadpoles</title><content type='html'>look what i found :DD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S3q3_vewSrI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HmotKr6GSPg/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S3q3_vewSrI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HmotKr6GSPg/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438861805708397234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1149639829401105979?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1149639829401105979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1149639829401105979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1149639829401105979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1149639829401105979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/02/tadpoles.html' title='tadpoles'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S3q3_vewSrI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HmotKr6GSPg/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4359699964727833318</id><published>2010-02-16T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:39:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as far as im concern, you're just another &lt;b&gt;picture&lt;/b&gt; to burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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/7465738875704426680-4359699964727833318?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4359699964727833318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4359699964727833318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4359699964727833318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4359699964727833318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/02/h.html' title='H.'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5647505112512065768</id><published>2010-01-24T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:04:43.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>gosh, when was the last time i updated my blog? sorry peeps, been very busy. so, im in Taylors College, its been two weeks now, and im currently enjoying myself. meeting new people, new types of people, and knowing being energetic is a good thing for once. haha. so far, im loving creative thinking classes, you dont really need to think about facts, but its  more focused on based what you think of art and being creative (: others, 10 weeks of malaysian studies and islamic studies. way unlike school, but yeah. its ok. i wont die in class. hehe. here are some pictures to keep yourself updated about me&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;within the first week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZq0WAQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AxZsk-H84NQ/s320/21868_246528954537_650654537_3291291_3363455_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147521971618050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;from left, atris and zoey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCuTgVFDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/mepymGEOmnI/s320/Image0374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147876490908722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;from left, carrine, wen yee, adele and mua (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;they're AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZc9XusI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ohjoG6cbKbY/s1600-h/19948_293987411417_715836417_4916348_5080286_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZc9XusI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ohjoG6cbKbY/s320/19948_293987411417_715836417_4916348_5080286_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147518251383490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;group photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;second week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCYvbSkXI/AAAAAAAAAco/SOcac9CFco8/s1600-h/17440_254209972809_586507809_3329145_5586551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCYvbSkXI/AAAAAAAAAco/SOcac9CFco8/s320/17440_254209972809_586507809_3329145_5586551_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147506028843378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;assignment, skecth something that reflects your personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCYfQcsOI/AAAAAAAAAcg/deZ_UTtovNE/s1600-h/17440_254209957809_586507809_3329143_6603170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCYfQcsOI/AAAAAAAAAcg/deZ_UTtovNE/s320/17440_254209957809_586507809_3329143_6603170_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147501688402146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the gang :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZNSRr4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/JVHOz0HqT7A/s1600-h/17440_256157582809_586507809_3335169_7868545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZNSRr4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/JVHOz0HqT7A/s320/17440_256157582809_586507809_3335169_7868545_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147514044100482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;playing  'the ugly truth'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCuAZWoQI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PMVliflijqg/s320/21868_256893284537_650654537_3333527_6153294_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430147871361376514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;at the lake side orientation last wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;more to come, i need to finish up my assignments, so i'll update more when i have time (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-5647505112512065768?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5647505112512065768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5647505112512065768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5647505112512065768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5647505112512065768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/01/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/S1vCZq0WAQI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AxZsk-H84NQ/s72-c/21868_246528954537_650654537_3291291_3363455_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5047876691192776446</id><published>2010-01-09T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:58:13.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunwayy Pyramid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was with aisha, rizal, azhary, &amp;amp; faiz. arcades, ice skating. hazim appeared out of no where. and yeah. the most spontaneous outing ever! literally, chasing each other. cool! hahaha (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;you&lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;la &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-5047876691192776446?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5047876691192776446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5047876691192776446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5047876691192776446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5047876691192776446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunwayy-pyramid.html' title='Sunwayy Pyramid'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7111555899402297284</id><published>2010-01-08T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:21:42.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for a lil' fun</title><content type='html'>another day, another story. today, as in now, im currently at my mom's office. doing, well, basically NOTHING. college in another 2 days. freaking out &amp;amp; stressing myself out for no reason. *HUGE sigh* narain's in penang, faiz's in klang. they have no idea how jealous i am. like yeah. im having a hell of a time, here, being LIFELESS. wanted to work but both my parents thinks its dangerous. so no working. driving licence? they were like ''we'll consider when you reach the age of 'maturity.' '' well, okay, i'll go with that :/ i feel like a baby. being all spoon fed. example, college, my dad planned EVERYTHING. he was doing all the thinking FOR me. see, im so lucky to have someone doing all the things for me -____-" its not that i dont appreciate them doing all the things for me, but, at least make an effort to let me 'try' doing things on my own. how am i suppose to grow up without any experience?  they never really let me follow my own way. so what if i screw up? at least im lerning from my mistakes. even if they do ask what i wanna do, i'll end up going their way of things. i keep telling myself  'they love me TOO much till they're not willing to let go.' so okay, now i have a reason to be a goody two shoes. i guess i have to accept how things are JUST to prove to them that im really growing up. so, all the best to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over &amp;amp; out. *beep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;woooshh&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/7465738875704426680-2608141754102614720?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2608141754102614720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2608141754102614720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2608141754102614720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2608141754102614720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four&lt;/b&gt;. driving licence, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five&lt;/b&gt;. first date with someone special, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six&lt;/b&gt;. contact my Primary school friends again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seven&lt;/b&gt;. organize a reunion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eight&lt;/b&gt;. transform myself into a proper young lady,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nine&lt;/b&gt;. continue dancing, including ballet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten&lt;/b&gt;. getting a six pack :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish me luckk (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7641661054422207547?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;LAISSEZ-JUSTE MOI SEUL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ちょうど私を放っておきなさい!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;APPENA LASCILO SOLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;다만 저를 내버려두십시오!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;please, just leave )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-2282329884935715004?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2282329884935715004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2282329884935715004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2282329884935715004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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okay? i am too a person with a heart and soul. so what if im a b**** to you? i dont care anymore. theres absolutely no reason for you to love someone like me. never, will i ever talk to you, meanie. the only person who's EVER made me feel this way. ): i would cry, but i wont. go ahead and test how i would react? thats not gonna get you anywhere. its just another game to you. please dont bug me anymore, would appreciate that a lot. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM SERIOUS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-3563306072805432469?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1309228461282169225</id><published>2010-01-01T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:51:28.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-ten</title><content type='html'>people dont say two thousand and nine anymore, &lt;b&gt;its twenty ten baby&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;. my new years eve was simple. instead of wasting my time at sunway, one utama, or the curve, i spent new years with the people i love. i dont need to go anywhere really. everythings already here, people who care for me, here. a room away. never really appreciated them that much, but, when the fireworks came out, just watching that with them was one of the moments i cherish the most. so people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;p&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;p&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;with love, alizasara (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten.html' title='twenty-ten'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1722876643685862530</id><published>2009-12-23T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:12:38.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAZIMMM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); "&gt;HAP&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;PY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;BIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;THD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;MUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;AMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;AD H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;AZI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;M BI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;N AB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;DUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;DI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SzIKLheHtCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8ltRg5Q4vwQ/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418404494759670818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, not sure what to talk about. the fact that im older than you by 5 months or the fact that even when im wearing heels, youre STILL taller than me. i feel so short -.-" hehe. so hazim, finally seventeen huh? feels great to be seventeen kan? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i know i've been the most diva'ish girlfriend ever but you just have to bare with me (: hehe. i have no idea on how and why would you want to be with such a diva, like seriously. DIVA kot.  it must be hard to keep your social life sociable while actually keeping a diva entertained at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry i cant spend my time with you, especially on your birthday. i would if i could tau? but, yeah. not easy living with such protective parents like mine *sigh* so, im hoping that youre having fun on your birthday. once again, HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY HAZIM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might not be tiffany &amp;amp; i might not be the first nor the last to wish you. which makes me no different than average. but there's one thing im sure of,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; ilym &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; there's nothing you can do about it HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the most simples birthday wish i could think of. so, hoped you enjoyed it. haha *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1722876643685862530?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1722876643685862530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1722876643685862530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1722876643685862530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1722876643685862530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/12/hazimmm.html' title='HAZIMMM'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SzIKLheHtCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8ltRg5Q4vwQ/s72-c/DSC_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1588734589751794258</id><published>2009-12-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:54:43.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken at KFC near SMK Sultan Abdul Samad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SzHyi3y5uXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lMAHhXlRa7o/s320/l_82e54a391f07707cb7390a1bd1c358a1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418378507610339698" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, this was taken 2 years ago, after our last PMR paper. she was like so attached to me. we were practically like sisters. i love youu babe, you do know that ait? she was sweet and sour at times.  hehe. oh, and the moments when i skipped school, she'll be all mad and stuff cause i left her alone in class for one whole day. during form 2, i didnt know anyone and she was the only one who didn't mind sitting next to me. basically she was my first ever REAL friend in samad. she knows my background, my life story, who i liked and dislike, how i felt for someone, EVERYTHING! girl, you were always there &amp;amp; i deeply regretted that i didnt visit you when you were at the hospital. well, you know me better than anyone would. i hated the fact that i had to be TOO busy to be able to visit you. really, i do. i could have visited you for 5 minutes at least, and tell you that you'll be fine. but noo. instead, i had to be so all caught up with college. im sorry zakiah, for not being there for you when you really did need me to be there. but i did prayed for your health. the times we shared, the harry potter movie we watched together. yeahh, good times.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's safely dimandikan, dikafankan &amp;amp; juga telah disembahyangkan. semoga allah SWT mencucuri rahmat keatas dirinya. Amin *Al-Fatihah&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;dear zakiah, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were everything a friend could ever ask for. you dont talk bad about people, you were honest about everything, and you were my best friend. the past 4 years we've been together, including all those you hitting me moments, the jokes on this indonesian series 'bawang merah, bawang putih' that you kept telling me i was like siska. haha. &amp;amp; at that moment, i really wanted to know everything about the character. and, you gave me the meanie? i know you wanted to be alya, i gave you the character, and we'll start communicating in indon. all those memories, i'll cherish forever! in the good times &amp;amp; bad, you were always there for me. thank you. thank you for all the advices you gave me. thank you for everything! sayangg kat kau, tau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RIP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurul Nur Zakiah binti Md Noor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 November 1992 - 19 December 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1588734589751794258?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1588734589751794258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1588734589751794258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1588734589751794258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1588734589751794258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-buddy.html' title='goodbye buddy'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SzHyi3y5uXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/lMAHhXlRa7o/s72-c/l_82e54a391f07707cb7390a1bd1c358a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4240398614100389374</id><published>2009-12-16T14:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:03:29.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found the Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, the dress, its nothing fancy but it suits my personality. Its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;turquoise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;organza &amp;amp; the dress was custom made for me, thanks to my loving aunty. the fact that its custom made, i appreciate that she took the effort to actually design one for me. i love youu aunty :) so, prom is tomorrow &amp;amp; im absolutely not ready for anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;shoes, hair, make up, accessories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. so, dont think i'll appear being all dolled up on prom night. im not prepared, and i like doing things last minute. hehe. tomorrow, everything is going to be handled spontaneously. am i awesome or am i what? haha. enough about prom now. so, im taking this oppurtunity to wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noorzulaikha Zulkiflee,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SyiDvTVFNkI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wq8CFHSuUR0/s320/13532_1290583183161_1187688056_30906408_1099405_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415723400578807362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A VERY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeah, i know your birthday was like a week ago &amp;amp; since i missed your birthday party, i just wanted to officially wish you a very very happy birthday ikha! :) now, to make it up to you, i bought you a birthday present. *yeah, i know im a nice senior. hehe. hope you'll like it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'll tell daniel to pass it to you next year ait? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4240398614100389374?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4240398614100389374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4240398614100389374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4240398614100389374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4240398614100389374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/12/found-dress.html' title='Found the Dress'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SyiDvTVFNkI/AAAAAAAAAcA/wq8CFHSuUR0/s72-c/13532_1290583183161_1187688056_30906408_1099405_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4966657365411866150</id><published>2009-12-10T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:51:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK PEOPLE!</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i last blogged about umm, just anything! haha. back to blogging again. SPM's over and a lot of thing happened these past few months. the laughter, the tears, the sugar rush, the adrenaline, EVERYTHING! so, im not gonna talk about the past. so lets just look forward to whats gonna happen in future, ait? :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plans i &lt;b&gt;HAVE&lt;/b&gt; to so totally have to like, plan :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;outing session with :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-syasya sayang and diyanna &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-syuhadah and the BUD4's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the tarian gang with our choreographers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-with Haizum Zahirah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nazrain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ahmad faiz and some other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Prabby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fai Fai Fai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Laurine &amp;amp; Lawrence Tarang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-and no one else but YOU :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY GOD! schedules seems tight but im gonna try my very very best to make myself available. *lets hope my dad allows me to like hang out. SPM's over yow, why would you wanna still keep me all locked up at home?* hmmm. OH OH OH, and prom is in another week, and im soooo excited! still havent found my perfect prom dress yet. hunting like MAD. so, lets just hope i'll find my perfect prom dress soon. wish me luck people. hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over &amp;amp; out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4966657365411866150?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4966657365411866150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4966657365411866150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4966657365411866150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4966657365411866150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-people.html' title='BACK PEOPLE!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5686889617377559158</id><published>2009-09-30T14:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:18:36.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>au revoir</title><content type='html'>yes, i know, what does &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;au revoir&lt;/span&gt; means? it means &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; in french. Starting from today, i'm going to try my very best to avoid the internet and social networks, as SPM is in another month. i'm sorry i have to leave, but, yeah. i need to concentrate more on my academics. Trials will be starting tomorrow, i still think i'm not knowledgeable enough, so all the best to me. School was extremely boring today because we weren't having proper classes. thinking that in another 47 days, i will be sitting for my SPM examination, makes me incessant to think about SPM. i cant imagine how life would be after SPM. you wont be seeing familiar faces anymore, you wont be wearing your school uniforms anymore, no more canteen food, earning your own pocket money. Its going to be different, but i'll make the best of it. mainly cause you'll be by my side (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK SPM CANDIDATES&lt;/span&gt;, adiós amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-5686889617377559158?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5686889617377559158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5686889617377559158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5686889617377559158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5686889617377559158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/au-revoir.html' title='au revoir'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6851823466059819994</id><published>2009-09-27T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:04:35.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nemu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadai nyamai idup aku endok nemu jakuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aku jakuk iban nadai manah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck? im not letting half of me die :)&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/7465738875704426680-6851823466059819994?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6851823466059819994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6851823466059819994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6851823466059819994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6851823466059819994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/nemu.html' title='nemu'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5129967846821350294</id><published>2009-09-25T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:06:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syasya</title><content type='html'>noooo! today im suppose to be at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;syasya's open house&lt;/span&gt;, looking at my parents body language, they look tired. pluss, my dad just got back from Scotland yesterday, and  the jet lacks. penat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syasya, if i dont make it today, dont kill me! i really really wanna go. but err, yeah. my parents cakap its too last minute. aww man! im still persuading my parents ni. all the best to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mummy daddy, can i go to syasya's house? at puchong je ;D&lt;br /&gt;please please please please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-5129967846821350294?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5129967846821350294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5129967846821350294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5129967846821350294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5129967846821350294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/syasya.html' title='syasya'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4613599348116999206</id><published>2009-09-23T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:34:55.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what was i thinking?</title><content type='html'>about my hair, yes, i went to the saloon to trim my hair sikit just before raya. i had no intentions to cut my  nice sexy fringe XD but somehow, i just went with what the hairstylist said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hs&lt;/span&gt;: you should have a new fresh look. lets cut you FRINGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:errr, my face looks round (fat) when my fringe is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hs&lt;/span&gt;:oh no, you'll look fine when im done with you, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e:are you sure? i already like how my hair looks like right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hs&lt;/span&gt;:its a trend now, have you ever tried cutting your hair with the china doll fringe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:dont think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hs&lt;/span&gt;:yes, are you ok with it?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:err, umm, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxS0pAe4FI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Tg-ujZ-vBAU/s1600-h/Image0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxS0pAe4FI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Tg-ujZ-vBAU/s320/Image0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385270318742822994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; before&lt;/span&gt; look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxS1Eep25I/AAAAAAAAAbw/9L_qaooSNBo/s1600-h/Image0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxS1Eep25I/AAAAAAAAAbw/9L_qaooSNBo/s320/Image0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385270326117129106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now, before all of you say anything, im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; lala. got it? thank you. regreting cutting my hair. im now know as the malaysian lady gaga. haha. within my family je la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;waiting for my frige to grow D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4613599348116999206?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4613599348116999206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4613599348116999206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4613599348116999206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4613599348116999206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='what was i thinking?'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxS0pAe4FI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Tg-ujZ-vBAU/s72-c/Image0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5890658249827434344</id><published>2009-09-21T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:13:37.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala's back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMnvG-kKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fm1uS-daN1E/s1600-h/DSCN8669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMnvG-kKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fm1uS-daN1E/s320/DSCN8669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385263499972612258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;so, she flew back to KL on friday together with her friend, steve. yesterday most family members attended aunty cordy's open house. and it was fun. i was there from 10am till 10pm. most of the cousins went back the same time. steve was super nice, oh and did i mention he works with the bad company? he's a sound engineer and he was on tour with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;aly and aj&lt;/span&gt; just before he met umm lala XD OMG! cousins ate a lot and parents were like persuading us to watch this indonesian movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cintapertama&lt;/span&gt;. old movie. a high school musical version for teenagers 30 years ago. lol. soo, yeah. the movie was dramatic like any other indonesian movie. this guy killed his wife, then he stole his fiancee, macam macam. complicating movie to watch. but it was a must watch movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dulu&lt;/span&gt; according to my mum. when she was my age,if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak pernah&lt;/span&gt; watch cinta pertama, you're just considered as an outdated person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMoCJB06I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Nup2nCKflEg/s1600-h/DSCN8677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMoCJB06I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Nup2nCKflEg/s320/DSCN8677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385263505081488290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cousins,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loving this picture :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken after everyone watched cinta pertama. then we were supposedly to watch another version of cinta pertama but most of us cant take it anymore. the complexity is just too much to handle in one day. so the movie was running, we were too running :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMovhza6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/ejEZGjbARqs/s1600-h/DSCN8696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMovhza6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/ejEZGjbARqs/s320/DSCN8696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385263517264997282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now, thats &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawrence tarang&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a sam or sammy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my sister is obsessed with him. literally. when she was a baby, she would cry whenever sammy was leaving.now she's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple 1st day of raya.just the way i like it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7465738875704426680-5890658249827434344?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5890658249827434344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5890658249827434344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5890658249827434344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5890658249827434344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalas-back.html' title='lala&apos;s back!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxMnvG-kKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/fm1uS-daN1E/s72-c/DSCN8669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8010263207905200149</id><published>2009-09-20T08:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:44:25.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm taking this opportunity to apologize to every single human being, mammal, reptile, amphibian, birds, invertebrates and any other living species out there that if I've hurt or maybe made you unhappy.my mum says to always forgive and forget. so  that's what I'm gonna do, starting from today. to all those jahat people, i forgive you. and yes, you. again,&lt;br /&gt;&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="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;IM SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;have a fun and blessing raya this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;travel safe.&lt;br /&gt;open houses, here i come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;duit raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Aidilfitri'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8783768890052058193</id><published>2009-09-17T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:53:47.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had physics today. and it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thats what you get for not being prepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estimated grade: below C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mati laa, mummy, i love you. dont kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7465738875704426680-8783768890052058193?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8783768890052058193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8783768890052058193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8783768890052058193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8783768890052058193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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italic;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; last night ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;called more than 10 people last night.&lt;br /&gt;really, i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; lost me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;books&lt;/span&gt; are forever.&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/7465738875704426680-8916020270138122554?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4728292848009391026</id><published>2009-09-15T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:20:31.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great, just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; GREAT&lt;/span&gt;! you just had to ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thankyou so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, im sleeping without my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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September'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7777453315640288479</id><published>2009-09-14T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:41:06.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela Dayun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHklRnIrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WL539aRlavY/s1600-h/DSCN8138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHklRnIrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WL539aRlavY/s200/DSCN8138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385257948235113138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHlC0tANI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dXQ74dIUA_I/s1600-h/DSCN8140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHlC0tANI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dXQ74dIUA_I/s200/DSCN8140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385257956166926546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHlrbWLFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yGH_gZrJdn4/s1600-h/DSCN8141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHlrbWLFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/yGH_gZrJdn4/s200/DSCN8141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385257967066426450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHmQ7SOqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U700msJZc-E/s1600-h/DSCN8145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHmQ7SOqI/AAAAAAAAAbI/U700msJZc-E/s200/DSCN8145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385257977132497570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she flew to malaysia to introduce her so called 'friend' to the family. it was late at night when she arrived KL last night.  today she'll be flying off to sarawak, to meet the rest of the family first. especially inik. her flight was in the evening, so we just taught of bringing her around Putra Jaya before she takes off.  she'll be starting her studies again soon, so she taught just before she continues her studies, she should visit the family first (: yay! her friend is flying to malaysia together with her from sarawak. im still wondering who steve is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Dayun'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SrxHklRnIrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/WL539aRlavY/s72-c/DSCN8138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4919210140904940200</id><published>2009-09-12T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:26:08.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things in Life</title><content type='html'>from men point of view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;housework is a snap since i realized "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hey, im a guy&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*dont &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; even think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning world *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;lame moment&lt;/span&gt;* haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, wasnt doing much. i woke up for sahur then nazrain called.&lt;br /&gt;chatted about some stuff and other&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like taking a shower now, i stink.&lt;br /&gt;and if you smell something stinky, thats you. :)&lt;br /&gt;today im going to study additional mathematics. wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, was browsing other peoples blog, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ekin Aziz's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;You're finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sixteen&lt;/span&gt;. happy birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;may allah bless you and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; who came for samads carnival :)&lt;br /&gt;even though we dont know each other that well,&lt;br /&gt;we know each other kan? you got my back, i got yours.&lt;br /&gt;haha. have a BLAST on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;loads of love, alizasara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4919210140904940200?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4919210140904940200/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2086807538073101941</id><published>2009-09-11T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:31:53.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Sailor!</title><content type='html'>today, nothing much really happened. we had puan rema's physics seminar to attend to. it was tough enough that we had to cover 2 chapters within 5 hours. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;od, im having a major migraine now. my brain cant stop thinking of electronics -.- so yeah, puan rema warned us about the seminar earlier. she was like '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;be there or you better run when you see me coming&lt;/span&gt;'. haha. but she was okay, every hour she'll give us 5 minutes of break. azhary gila. just because i sat infront of him, he cant stop bugging me. azhary menyusahkan hidup orang untuk study :p haha. talked japanese with azhary before the seminar started. we only knew basic sentences. so, the conversation was agak cacat :) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, before i went home, took some pictures with ainah and fatin while waiting for my driver to sampai. thanks to our &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PERSONAL PHOTOGRAPHER&lt;/span&gt; :) gaji naik. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpMnIkpII/AAAAAAAAAag/R4X8TF2FEaY/s1600-h/DSCN8014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpMnIkpII/AAAAAAAAAag/R4X8TF2FEaY/s320/DSCN8014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380087632743408770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortayh&lt;/span&gt;, and lovin' it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpMAaPXdI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-ARtyqwaOz8/s1600-h/DSCN8023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpMAaPXdI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-ARtyqwaOz8/s320/DSCN8023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380087622348529106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for once, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; tall :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;were talking about how bad it is for someone to slouch. haha. so we started sitting straight with correct posture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpNIsie2I/AAAAAAAAAao/gbb6neQ6SQg/s1600-h/DSCN7987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqnpNIsie2I/AAAAAAAAAao/gbb6neQ6SQg/s320/DSCN7987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380087641752632162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing, toddles .&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/7465738875704426680-2086807538073101941?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today's a boring day. i guess i'll go study. the lifeless moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SPM, here i come baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently hungry&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/7465738875704426680-8588773316334946751?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8588773316334946751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8588773316334946751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8588773316334946751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8588773316334946751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/curiosity-killed-cat.html' title='curiosity killed the cat'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjXze0CtjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8Kt2MtrLwyg/s72-c/curiosity-killed-the-cat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1639236338368582935</id><published>2009-09-08T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:45:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday nukman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated birthday to Chi Cheng, Lisa Lucas and Andrea Shivani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjQTFqWETI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TxWTj8ytEOE/s1600-h/9125_131643861610_695731610_3004723_7373947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjQTFqWETI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TxWTj8ytEOE/s320/9125_131643861610_695731610_3004723_7373947_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379778781249933618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi Cheng, happy birthday! i've known you since last year. the girl who was always highest in class. i still remember the times where we skipped chemistry cause you wanted to see the performance for IR night. then you and yik loong? were laughing non stop. and nicholas started copying what we did :) it was fun. happy birthday Chi Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; *****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjRWD_1LvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xMmgL_1MQUQ/s1600-h/DSCN8059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjRWD_1LvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xMmgL_1MQUQ/s320/DSCN8059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379779931854417650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lucas, so, finally sweet sixteen huh? remember when you and me and faisal? haha. you diva! we've known each other for 4 years now. and i think i know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt; about you now. ohh, and remember the swimming pool? the one we went together at your club thinggi? you meanie! bully your little brother. haha. he'll eventually hide behind me whenever you become a witch. i miss those times. then you moved to your private school. the last time i saw you was like last year D: i miss you baby sis. one day, we so have to go hang together :) BFFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; *****************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjQSsn4EPI/AAAAAAAAAZg/u9ghO49CM3Y/s1600-h/5300_1213544979195_1245913017_30638878_5806598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjQSsn4EPI/AAAAAAAAAZg/u9ghO49CM3Y/s320/5300_1213544979195_1245913017_30638878_5806598_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379778774528692466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, Andrea Shivani. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL! if im not mistaken, youre 14 huh? haha. enjoy 14 life baby! well i couldnt remember who added who on facebook. but who cares. haha. thanks for being my friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday anak amir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjRVvRs2PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Jtp9Chx9fN8/s1600-h/DSCN5986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjRVvRs2PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Jtp9Chx9fN8/s320/DSCN5986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379779926292224242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adibah sayang, i miss you. Happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! dah bebas dah. whats your plan now? you've always been like a sister to me. ingat tak we shopping together smpai spend lebih RM700 untuk beg sekolah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JE&lt;/span&gt;. eh, and that black sweater? hafiz and ijal dah la tak larat dah nk jalan jalan. adoii. rindu lah shopping samaa sama :) ohh, and ingat tak movie yang kiteorang tengok tu? yang pasal politik? penuh dengan orang tua je kot. haha. tak sampai 30 minutes dah keluar. bosan gila k? aiyo. dbah, nnti after SPM, kiteorg shop like M-A-D tau? lets buy the whole shopping complex. XD sayang dbah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;loads of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alizasara&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/7465738875704426680-1639236338368582935?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1639236338368582935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1639236338368582935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1639236338368582935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1639236338368582935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-babies.html' title='September babies'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SqjQTFqWETI/AAAAAAAAAZo/TxWTj8ytEOE/s72-c/9125_131643861610_695731610_3004723_7373947_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1429909807034214635</id><published>2009-09-06T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:01:32.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berita Harian Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.teachers were perverts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.they talk too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.guys were desperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.azie buat orang insaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains everything. on the first day, i was suppose to be there by 8.30am. and guess what? i woke up at 8.30am. not leave. haha. so fatin was like, 'aliza memang, suka grand entrance'. haha. so, overall, the seminar was freakishly lame. during break time, me and tin purposely masuk class lambat. but by 10 minutes or so. it was torture! the teachers were okay, but they were perverts. i have no other words to say how lost i was during the seminar. at that moment, this explosion exploded in my head. haha. OhMyGod, i think my brain just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOPPED &lt;/span&gt;functioning.  i should have went for the biology thing. i still need help for bio. FAIZ, im waiting :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is killing me softly,&lt;br /&gt;thank you SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware, retard crossing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1429909807034214635?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1429909807034214635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1429909807034214635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1429909807034214635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1429909807034214635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/berita-harian-workshop.html' title='Berita Harian Workshop'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2156685741034337100</id><published>2009-09-01T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:26:23.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Sp0ZtTWiRFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ec-J-tsN998/s1600-h/6295_112924182701_599702701_2264803_583806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Sp0ZtTWiRFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ec-J-tsN998/s320/6295_112924182701_599702701_2264803_583806_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376481796229842002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear nicky, its your birthday. and i would like to take this opportunity to wish you &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! you're the best asst. class monitor ever! and thanks for being my singing partner where you would sing '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;marry me aliza you'll never have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;' then i'll be singing '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i love you and thats all i really know&lt;/span&gt;'. '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i talk to *errr*, elias go pick out a white dress&lt;/span&gt;'. '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;its a love story baby just say yes&lt;/span&gt;'. haha. good old memories. im lucky to say that you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE&lt;/span&gt; my friend :) i wouldn't want you in any other way. here's a song for you ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NICKY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy birthday toooooooo youuu :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*i sang for you d in class XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hoped you enjoyed your birthday. once again, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yang ikhlas, aliza sara&lt;br /&gt;*thanks for being my friend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-2156685741034337100?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2156685741034337100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2156685741034337100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2156685741034337100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2156685741034337100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/09/nicky.html' title='Nicky'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Sp0ZtTWiRFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Ec-J-tsN998/s72-c/6295_112924182701_599702701_2264803_583806_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-392324327772369694</id><published>2009-08-31T21:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:33:15.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look, its independence day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOM2CilLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KHj3mz0zrFc/s1600-h/DSCN7671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOM2CilLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KHj3mz0zrFc/s320/DSCN7671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117300256740530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years independence day doesn't feel like independence for some reason. fireworks weren't that pretty. well, whatever the reason is,  that cant be the reason to not be happy on merdeka day. Malaysia finally has freedom en? :) thank god we have independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;selamat menyambut hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOTuPUTkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vDQOkGIPGEQ/s1600-h/merdeka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOTuPUTkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vDQOkGIPGEQ/s320/merdeka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117418421931586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, and not to forget MJ. Happy Birthday Michael Jackson. may your soul be at peace. you healed the world to be a better place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOMX0qA2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aPyeGDPtweM/s1600-h/michael-jackson1246296985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOMX0qA2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aPyeGDPtweM/s320/michael-jackson1246296985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376117292145443682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dah tak tau nak cakap apa. good night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-392324327772369694?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/392324327772369694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=392324327772369694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/392324327772369694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/392324327772369694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-its-independence-day.html' title='look, its independence day'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpvOM2CilLI/AAAAAAAAAZA/KHj3mz0zrFc/s72-c/DSCN7671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7127158861616558997</id><published>2009-08-29T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:23:32.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29th August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7465738875704426680-7127158861616558997?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7127158861616558997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7127158861616558997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7127158861616558997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7127158861616558997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/29th-august.html' title='29th August'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8323570991425296881</id><published>2009-08-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:00:28.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the geek in hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjUkeNefzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/C0fKVjPYw2w/s1600-h/Image0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjUkeNefzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/C0fKVjPYw2w/s200/Image0203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375279878316654386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjUk01XGXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Kk-sk01TU7Q/s1600-h/Image0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjUk01XGXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Kk-sk01TU7Q/s200/Image0206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375279884389521778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, first time being at Tropicana city today and it was okay? at 4pm, i went to school, met Azhary, Rizal and Hanis there. we were in the old form 4 block. waited for puan Rema for the keys to the dance room. Tharini and Sarah were late by 10 minutes. so we practiced. dance dance dance. i was slacking a lot. i tend to get tired. so Tharini was teaching Sarah most of the times. i helped occasionally. and yeah. went back at 5.45pm. you should see the traffic. long boring lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm, went back to Tropicana city to berbuka puasa at kenny rogers. then we went to catch a movie, UP!. thanks to baby. she was bugging my dad to much that my dad just had to get over with it. and while watching the movie, was texting with my panda bear. suka sangat tak cukup tidur. thats what you get for being stubborn :p well, yeah. now its 11.30pm, and im sleepy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, few days back i watched Juno. the movie was sweet :) and i liked the theme song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a part of the lyrics from the theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Your part time lover and a full time friend,&lt;br /&gt;The monkey on the back is the latest trend,&lt;br /&gt;Don't see what anyone can see,&lt;br /&gt;In anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a church and here is a steeple,&lt;br /&gt;We sure are cute&lt;span7303567&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" style="text-decoration: underline;" id="Y7303567S7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span7303567&gt; for two ugly&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span7303567&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span7303567&gt; people,&lt;br /&gt;Don't see what anyone can see,&lt;br /&gt;In anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;But you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://ximmayh.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; aww,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i miss you&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-8323570991425296881?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8323570991425296881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8323570991425296881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8323570991425296881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8323570991425296881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/geek-in-hollywood.html' title='the geek in hollywood'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjUkeNefzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/C0fKVjPYw2w/s72-c/Image0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-698535978221006659</id><published>2009-08-25T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:48:21.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*BELATED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PY BI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RTHDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Y AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;AL H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;AZIQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;AH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amal dah besarr :D sorry that all i could do was send you a short lame text. at least ada kan? be thankful :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;PY BI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;RTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;DAY D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HEVG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lame was i -.- you texted me asking if i kena H1N1 on your birthday? and i didnt know that it was your birthday. haha. remember supercamp? haha. i owe you 10 bucks :p so yeah, never regretted being friends with you during supercamp. awesome lah. you were just there when im hungry, then eventually you'll get bullied by me, DONKEY. so, lied to me huh saying that you're seventeen? grr! Happy sweet sixteen dhev :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with love, aliza sara&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/7465738875704426680-698535978221006659?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/698535978221006659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=698535978221006659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/698535978221006659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/698535978221006659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays-again.html' title='birthdays again'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1466641892200499584</id><published>2009-08-24T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:54:55.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjCRJHA2FI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rQZhLnd1sXE/s1600-h/I_love_you_by_geckokid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjCRJHA2FI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rQZhLnd1sXE/s320/I_love_you_by_geckokid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375259755025586258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 24th of august. what now? another few weeks till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh my&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; its 24th of august? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you're all im living for&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ouch, my brain hurts&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/7465738875704426680-1466641892200499584?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1466641892200499584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1466641892200499584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1466641892200499584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1466641892200499584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-24.html' title='me and 24'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SpjCRJHA2FI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rQZhLnd1sXE/s72-c/I_love_you_by_geckokid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4718482602194045277</id><published>2009-08-21T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:11:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HAPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Y BELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TED BIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Y MUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre the best mum ever and i wouldnt want you in any other way! you grew me up to be, well, ME. and i love you for all the unconditional love you gave me the past 17 years i've been living. the food. the shopping. the drive around town for no specific reason. haha. missing those times. youre already 51 if im not mistaken? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*haha, how can i forget my mums age?*&lt;/span&gt; well, its just a number. whatever it is, you'll always be the one i'll turn to when im depress. or hugry XD conclusion is, im lucky that youre my mum &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y BELATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;D BIRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y KART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, since you share the same birthday dengan my mum, HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAR! the first time i heard your name was masa form 2. i was lepakking with all the ex sri petalings. then one of my classmates has this crush on you masa primary school. haha. it was hilarious lah :) just so you know ;D now, even though we dont know each other that well, so what? we live in malaysia, we're malaysians, and we're FEMALES. haha. i wanted to text you, but number pulak takde. then me going online satu hal. since its my mums birthday, we have this outing party la kan? so im sorry for wishing you lambat sikit on FB. better late than never kan? haha :) *hugs* sayang karr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lotssa love, aliza sara&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/7465738875704426680-4718482602194045277?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4718482602194045277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4718482602194045277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4718482602194045277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4718482602194045277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthdays.html' title='birthdays!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-160095937298949031</id><published>2009-08-17T15:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:12:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the world little fella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets welcome &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aria Elizabeth Mason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;aunty mau and uncle cyrus's first newborn baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SokMWpOZyCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cNNijUVZNsw/s1600-h/5328_1169579153814_1058015267_510810_1576575_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SokMWpOZyCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cNNijUVZNsw/s320/5328_1169579153814_1058015267_510810_1576575_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370837613778946082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay, new cuzzie :)&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/7465738875704426680-160095937298949031?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/160095937298949031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=160095937298949031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/160095937298949031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/160095937298949031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-world-little-fella.html' title='welcome to the world little fella'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SokMWpOZyCI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cNNijUVZNsw/s72-c/5328_1169579153814_1058015267_510810_1576575_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4171055140499766903</id><published>2009-08-15T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:31:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick and tired of being &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now its 9.30, im off to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-4171055140499766903?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4171055140499766903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4171055140499766903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4171055140499766903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4171055140499766903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-again-sick.html' title='once again sick'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3513359543007770686</id><published>2009-08-14T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:49:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Anugerah Kokurikulum</title><content type='html'>sijil &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;khidmat&lt;/span&gt; cemerlang, penolong ketua; rumah laksamana&lt;br /&gt;sijil &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;khidmat&lt;/span&gt; cemerlang, secretary; interact club&lt;br /&gt;sijil &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kepimpinan&lt;/span&gt; cemerlang, naib pengerusi; kelab tarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa75ruOHTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GcUCJYKveRA/s1600-h/DSCN7202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa75ruOHTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GcUCJYKveRA/s320/DSCN7202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370186205349420338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cover muka tak demam :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa77S9m_DI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/THGc1g8AlHg/s1600-h/DSCN7228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa77S9m_DI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/THGc1g8AlHg/s320/DSCN7228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370186233062816818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the SPM candidates :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa76kddrrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AzPy6IbUOtg/s1600-h/DSCN7225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa76kddrrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AzPy6IbUOtg/s320/DSCN7225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370186220579958450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;contributing too much for the club&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/7465738875704426680-3513359543007770686?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3513359543007770686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3513359543007770686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3513359543007770686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3513359543007770686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/hari-anugerah-kokurikulum.html' title='Hari Anugerah Kokurikulum'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Soa75ruOHTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GcUCJYKveRA/s72-c/DSCN7202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7566446448545421018</id><published>2009-08-01T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:13:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYUHADAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go check out her blog, she my sexy lady :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specifically, this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://syuhadaaahhh.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-17.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;syuhadah! baca ni&lt;/span&gt; : firstly, if you think you're not the syuhadah im reffering to, then jangan baca :p jangan terasa lahh, im not mad at you :) tapi because you wished me kan, i sayang you like this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; XD &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i love you sexy lady XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAZMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes my baby, my cute baby. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://foesorfriends.blogspot.com/2009/07/30th-july.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;yaz, read this&lt;/span&gt;: ahh, i know we've been this close baru this year, and you can dance bebeh. haha :) stage fright! i can still remember your face before the show. muka takut you pun still very comel nak mati :D i wnna scare you on purpose, so that i can see your takut face XD haha, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beware&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I LOVE YOU MIN MIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and happy birthday to you for the brape kali time. lost count. haha :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to whoever who wished me happy birthday, thankyou :)&lt;br /&gt;*appreciated it a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7566446448545421018?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7566446448545421018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7566446448545421018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7566446448545421018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7566446448545421018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/thankyou.html' title='thankyou'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1233766345038758344</id><published>2009-07-31T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:04:57.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to the few people on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; who wished me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;thankyou ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Austin Yeoh 12:00 am :thankyou for wishing on time.&lt;br /&gt;Klothilda Lim Khar Yie 12:07 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Sean Wentz 12:12 am&lt;br /&gt;Hanny Stephanie 2:25 am&lt;br /&gt;Julia Lee 3:04 am&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Ilyas 9:44 am&lt;br /&gt;Faizudin Ramly 10:49 am&lt;br /&gt;Diana Buxton 12:55 pm&lt;br /&gt;Suresh Singh Dhillon 2:04 pm&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Khoo 2:06 pm&lt;br /&gt;Alypp Lee 2:06 pm&lt;br /&gt;Reen Khan 2:22 pm&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Sharmila Lucas 3:48 pm&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Syafiq 3:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;Amira Masri 4:34 pm&lt;br /&gt;Ashwin Lall 4:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;Japram Kyle 5:09 pm&lt;br /&gt;Selene Tam 5:39 pm&lt;br /&gt;Phoon Chi Kit 7:49 pm&lt;br /&gt;Rajah Kanagarajah 8:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;Trishna Ann 8:29 pm&lt;br /&gt;Leonard Tan 8:32 pm&lt;br /&gt;Dhevgan Sivanathan 9:56pm&lt;br /&gt;Prab Kirat 10:07 pm&lt;br /&gt;Chandraysh Agisparan 11:15 pm&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Hazim 11:29 pm&lt;br /&gt;Seth Chiu Sheng Yang 11:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;Fahimah Fox 11:34 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazrin Zaid 12:03am 31st July&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Shivani 10:08 am 31st July&lt;br /&gt;Laurene Seri James 10:57 pm  31st July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ps: happy seanie? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1233766345038758344?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1233766345038758344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1233766345038758344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1233766345038758344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1233766345038758344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/08/again.html' title='again,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-553529993691413979</id><published>2009-07-31T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:05:58.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kawan-kawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought tht you guys ARE my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;who would actually remember my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;idk, maybe you're too busy.&lt;br /&gt;but at least spend two minutes to text me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; TWO minutes je! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;then you can do whatever you want to do after that.&lt;br /&gt;at least show that you care :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &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/7465738875704426680-553529993691413979?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/553529993691413979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=553529993691413979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/553529993691413979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/553529993691413979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/kawan-kawan.html' title='kawan-kawan'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1138042528521945261</id><published>2009-07-30T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:14:28.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtcwuGpwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5IaKUYfaUAI/s1600-h/DSCN6873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtcwuGpwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5IaKUYfaUAI/s320/DSCN6873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364540815777900290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, today is my seventeenth birthday, how awesome is that? awesome nak mati :D now, lets see, the first person who wished me, sapa ah? ok la, lets talk about the people who wished me 1 day earlier. rizal just popped out of no where and wished me happy birthday during recess. haha. how sweet. then followed by chi kent and lynn :) aww, i love you guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th july ; 11pm onwards ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin yee 11:56:50pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy birthday aliza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30th july ;12am onwards ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amira Masri 12:00:08am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AHAH HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN TO US! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyanna 12:00:40am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sara Syg C: may Allah bless u on your special day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ximmy 12:01:08am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy birthday aliza sara bt elias! U dah tua haha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazrain 12:03:41am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally the clock strikes 12! HAPPPPYYY BIRTHDAYYYYYY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*this was long ok?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason A. 12:46.44pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dunno if you will read this but happy birthday, dear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nini 06:14:41am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i pun nk wish kt u happy birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afiq 07:02:45am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its finaly here, Happy b'day!!! Your 17!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Lenja 07:23:55am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A year wiser with special LOVE, beauty and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylors 09:00:45am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A year older, a year wiser. Happy 17th birthday aliza sara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faiz 02:42:03pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;U..buhsan nye~ epy bufday 4 2nd times! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazrain 02:45:28pm&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; idk why bt felt like wishing u again.... happy birthday ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi Kent 03:19:11pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha. Happy happy happy birthday. Yeah yeah yeah yeah. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dbah 07:16:16pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sara! hepi b'day darling! stay as sweet as you are okay, imy badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yazmin 09:05:40pm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey! Happy Birthday! Hope u had fun today despite having 'tests' on ur bday.. wish hanis for me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Afiq 09:06:11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy b'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;09:11:34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Babe!! epi birthday!! Sweet 17teen ehh! wish u healthy all da way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;31st july ;12am onwards ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ina 12:00:53am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ma love liza epy besday sygs shwit seventing smgepnjng umur n dmrhkn rzeki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashman 02:51:50am &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy bday woi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the above are the exact text msg they've sent to me :D&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ones who bothered to call :) &lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazrain, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry i cant stay up late D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusyuddin, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aww, thankyou for the present, its from johor doh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazim, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;youre super sweet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanis, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;call lambat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inik ; grand ma, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love you inik :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we stay under one roof -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandrea, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my phone died :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was scary ok. eggs and tepung. i dont think i wanna smell like eggs and tepung? haha. lucky i didnt get hit by anyone. hanis hampir kena bonggol. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;padan muka&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the class mates who wished me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin yee,&lt;br /&gt;Ashwin,&lt;br /&gt;Esfan,&lt;br /&gt;Keh hann,&lt;br /&gt;sze yang,&lt;br /&gt;pravina,&lt;br /&gt;nicholas,&lt;br /&gt;yik loong,&lt;br /&gt;fatin,&lt;br /&gt;chi cheng,&lt;br /&gt;shahirah,&lt;br /&gt;Soung Jing,&lt;br /&gt;Chong Giap,&lt;br /&gt;Surren,&lt;br /&gt;Giri,&lt;br /&gt;Santhiya,&lt;br /&gt;Hasvini,&lt;br /&gt;ahh, almost everyone of them lahh. i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the form fives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azie,&lt;br /&gt;ariff fikri,&lt;br /&gt;prabkirat,&lt;br /&gt;nazmy,&lt;br /&gt;yen peng,&lt;br /&gt;wye hong,&lt;br /&gt;amira,&lt;br /&gt;aif,&lt;br /&gt;paul,&lt;br /&gt;karis,&lt;br /&gt;cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;izzati,&lt;br /&gt;najwa,&lt;br /&gt;nurul nur zakiah,&lt;br /&gt;syafiqah,&lt;br /&gt;nazrain,&lt;br /&gt;racheal,&lt;br /&gt;lynn,&lt;br /&gt;chi kent,&lt;br /&gt;rizal,&lt;br /&gt;azhary,&lt;br /&gt;and whoever lahh, nooo! i have short term memory! d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;form juniors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiunn jie,&lt;br /&gt;choo hong a.k.a the monster,&lt;br /&gt;iis,&lt;br /&gt;seanie,&lt;br /&gt;nukman,&lt;br /&gt;fauzan,&lt;br /&gt;yazmin, she was sweet on her blog :) &lt;3 ____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtctkAt4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/xi4t1Xo7LG8/s320/DSCN6820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364540814930261890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The presents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatin, a cute photo frame and a birthday card which i had to share with hanis&lt;br /&gt;chong giap, a customized rock.&lt;br /&gt;hanis, a tinny winny guitar.&lt;br /&gt;chery and karis, this cute phone strap :)&lt;br /&gt;yik loong, he gave me a birthday cake as my present.&lt;br /&gt;sayang, necklace, i tau you beli on the day itself. haha. wild guess&lt;br /&gt;zakiah, a teddy bear and Ralph perfume, aww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mummy and daddy, a new hand phone. the latest express music model!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtcGpoVQI/AAAAAAAAAWo/reFMb9W54AQ/s1600-h/DSCN6781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtcGpoVQI/AAAAAAAAAWo/reFMb9W54AQ/s320/DSCN6781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364540804484846850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;syahirah and the penyeduk (haha betul kan the spelling?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ashwin's dead meat :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtb2SXQlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QJXuX8_2x9w/s1600-h/DSCN6775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtb2SXQlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/QJXuX8_2x9w/s320/DSCN6775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364540800092291666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ponteng group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;first time ever being caught for skipping classes, on MY BIRTDHAY. haha. how cool is that? haha, lame! i dah tau sangat, SHUT UP :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nahh, basically, we were suppose to go for some ceramah in dewan kuliah, but we preferred to study sejarah in class. so macam suka hati :D puan maha was furious doh, lucky she was nice enough to let us off the hook. nahh, im too nice to be doing bad things XD so, ponteng tak da niat jahat. in a way, tak ponteng. i would like it to be refered as studying when teachers aren't teaching. haha. idc! its my birthday, my rules :p&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;makan makan makan with my 'aunty' haha. actually, alvin was suppose to belanja me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt;. but tahh. i would rather hangout with my aunty first :D haha iloveyouaunty! :p aww, you know who you are? shut up :) so, we ate kopitiam then sushi. ya allah. we ate only like 6 plates of sushi but duduk sana macam rumah sendiri. hhaha *&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;remember, its my birthday, i can do whatever i want&lt;/span&gt;* :p the workers there were like staring at us like, like, well, i dont know. its just that particular stare. whatever laa :D but overall it was fun. naik teksi alone, first time EVER. gila macam jakun. haha. pluss, the teksi driver was like practically flirting with me. eww! reached home around 6.45pm? same time as daniel. then my parents suprized me by singing happy birthday when i opened the main house door. aww, how sweet. then opened the presents, dapat lah new hand phone :) i feel like screaming! ahhhhhhh! ahah. still the lovey dovey moment was awesome ;D i love youu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night my parents brought me out to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bubba gump, shrimp &amp;amp; co. &lt;/span&gt;it was fun too. my mum told the workers there that it was my birthday, and yeah, their tradition was that I had to Stand on the chair and do stuff they want me to do. i was like OMG OMG OMG! haha. gedik moment sekejap. so yeah, after the meal, i was freking full as if my stomach was going to explode. they came to our table and sang happy birthday. they were like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'its your birthday birthday, its your bithday birthday, here is your birthday cake, but if if you want your birthday cake, let us see your booty shake, shake shake that booty shake shake, shake that booty shake shake'&lt;/span&gt;. haha. people were staring ok? *blushing* haha. so yeah, was kinda being a diva standing on the chair :)&lt;br /&gt;then we masuk the curve for a while and there we saw nicole david playing squash :D went back around 11am and now im sleepy. good night world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BTW, Happy birthday to&lt;br /&gt;Amira Masri,&lt;br /&gt;Julie Lee,&lt;br /&gt;and Muhammad Hanis too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we share the same birthday people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mood: happy happy happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-1138042528521945261?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/1138042528521945261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=1138042528521945261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1138042528521945261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/1138042528521945261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-me.html' title='Happy Birthday Me!'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SnKtcwuGpwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5IaKUYfaUAI/s72-c/DSCN6873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6103201125807293012</id><published>2009-07-27T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:21:31.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual</title><content type='html'>today, school was fun, assembly, Biology test, Bahasa test, then recess. rizal and azhary, teasing me. tsk tsk. tak habis habis. chemistry, helped Mr. Thanabalan with Peka files. secretary work lagi -.- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;cried&lt;/span&gt; in class after chemistry. bodoh betul. a lot of ppl actually cared for me ok? chon giap, jane, chi cheng, sin yee, pravina, yik loong, nazrain, nicky and etc. you know who you guys are. i love you people lah :) and as for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; pulak, small words have very strong meanings. i have feelings too ok? so, please shut up bila i suruh. i have my limitations. then had agama. ended school with addmaths. bla bla bla. nicky walked me to the front gate, sweet of him to. he was like , &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'marry me aliza you'll never have to be alone, i love you and thats all i really know, i talked to... Elias? eh, Fatin la. eheh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. nicky nicky. pravina was there too. she was calming me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pravina&lt;/span&gt;: alizaa, why were you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aliza:&lt;/span&gt; nothing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nicky&lt;/span&gt;: dont cry aliza, im here for you *with his cheeky face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pravina&lt;/span&gt;: im here too la. nicky no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nicky&lt;/span&gt;: ah, you la no need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pravina&lt;/span&gt;: haha, aliza, just dont cry ok, i love you *hugged me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aliza&lt;/span&gt;: haha, aww, i love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats that. wahh, first time ever crying in school this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: nazrain, thanks for the chocolate muffins and cadbury :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll ask daniel to eat one for me first, just to be sure there's no love potion inside. i dont want to end up like harry potters best friend. haha. jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thas all for now. till then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mood: emotional sikit&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/7465738875704426680-6103201125807293012?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6103201125807293012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6103201125807293012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6103201125807293012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6103201125807293012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/unusual.html' title='Unusual'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8846700305886570284</id><published>2009-07-25T22:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:16:15.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yazmin's Party</title><content type='html'>so, went to one utama today. arrived around 2pm? saw nazrain. tagged along dengan azhary, rizal and hanis. then ate lunch, main arcade while waiting for birthday girl to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsxaSl2CeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/obSazlSu0Fo/s1600-h/DSCN6551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsxaSl2CeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/obSazlSu0Fo/s320/DSCN6551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362434109051636194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ze picture. thats the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;birthday girl&lt;/span&gt;. comel kann? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;HAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;PY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;SWE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ET&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;SI&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;TE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;EN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YAZ&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfndT3vcI/AAAAAAAAATo/Fik6CiQj2Nw/s1600-h/DSCN6432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfndT3vcI/AAAAAAAAATo/Fik6CiQj2Nw/s320/DSCN6432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362414544058039746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;naz, thanks for the birthday treat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfoU-SpZI/AAAAAAAAAT4/TwutloOiH7M/s1600-h/DSCN6441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfoU-SpZI/AAAAAAAAAT4/TwutloOiH7M/s320/DSCN6441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362414558999913874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them, being gedik'ish :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfotFu6KI/AAAAAAAAAUA/J_8izAocI_M/s1600-h/DSCN6442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfotFu6KI/AAAAAAAAAUA/J_8izAocI_M/s320/DSCN6442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362414565473577122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the waffle nazrain belanja.&lt;br /&gt;rizal, you owe me big time for stealing half of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfpBC6n4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/8nwdsnobabU/s1600-h/DSCN6448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsfpBC6n4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/8nwdsnobabU/s320/DSCN6448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362414570830471042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look weird tapi cun. haha *prasan moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskHFsv6tI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vv1U46mbX18/s1600-h/DSCN6453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskHFsv6tI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vv1U46mbX18/s320/DSCN6453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419485522258642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hanis fat fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hanis, jngn marah, at least i jujur :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskHUoKArI/AAAAAAAAAUY/V23iCgYCFy0/s1600-h/DSCN6460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskHUoKArI/AAAAAAAAAUY/V23iCgYCFy0/s320/DSCN6460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419489529529010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;credit to hanis, walaupun buruk XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskIInsv-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/x71C8aZXYi0/s1600-h/DSCN6463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskIInsv-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/x71C8aZXYi0/s320/DSCN6463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419503486255074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left, yaz, naz, rizal, ary, daniel and me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskIgHtpMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8kDCubwng0Q/s1600-h/DSCN6478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskIgHtpMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8kDCubwng0Q/s320/DSCN6478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419509794546882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo taken by; nazrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskJSPE12I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4XBjxFz2BeI/s1600-h/DSCN6482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmskJSPE12I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4XBjxFz2BeI/s320/DSCN6482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362419523247200098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was freakishly high, adrenaline naik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn3Z-F3wI/AAAAAAAAAU4/10c1DjeiFi4/s1600-h/DSCN6489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn3Z-F3wI/AAAAAAAAAU4/10c1DjeiFi4/s320/DSCN6489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423614132313858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;going up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn33lpZaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DT2b18NQvtc/s1600-h/DSCN6494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn33lpZaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DT2b18NQvtc/s320/DSCN6494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423622082848162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;up lagi, me and iis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn4JrfUyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZxtDGbUl7bo/s1600-h/DSCN6501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn4JrfUyI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZxtDGbUl7bo/s320/DSCN6501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423626939192098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're on top of the world bbyh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn4j8Y1gI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/13YiJCh11mM/s1600-h/DSCN6503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsn4j8Y1gI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/13YiJCh11mM/s320/DSCN6503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362423633989391874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;downn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv7yTkdJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RC_-Cx-B3MA/s1600-h/DSCN6534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv7yTkdJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RC_-Cx-B3MA/s320/DSCN6534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362432485477348498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rizal the mamat gila, lynn the china doll, aliza the monkey :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8HqKfwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/SvbtzR2iHf8/s1600-h/DSCN6537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8HqKfwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/SvbtzR2iHf8/s320/DSCN6537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362432491209260802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8ZMQ-jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6PYjjWQup1c/s1600-h/DSCN6538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8ZMQ-jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6PYjjWQup1c/s320/DSCN6538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362432495915694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, while wondering one utama, we bumped into rahman and dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you both sama je kan? never bothered to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i saw you two, i was like OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8x9Xh_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/vsfySXQFw-s/s1600-h/DSCN6542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsv8x9Xh_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/vsfySXQFw-s/s320/DSCN6542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362432502564095986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loike this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsxa8SJEEI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Lxd-ACIjCjI/s1600-h/DSCN6552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Smsxa8SJEEI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Lxd-ACIjCjI/s320/DSCN6552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362434120243286082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the happy couple. so comel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dinner was at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;italianese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsxbCGYycI/AAAAAAAAAWY/4KQqF1zJrLc/s1600-h/DSCN6558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsxbCGYycI/AAAAAAAAAWY/4KQqF1zJrLc/s320/DSCN6558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362434121804597698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had to go back early, it was already 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i missed the birthday cake. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Noooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best outing ever lah! thanks to Yazmin. Yaz, you so rock lah. schools so going to be different without you around. i miss you already D: i dont care, one day we must see each other again, worst to the worst pun, i'll sibuk sibuk when you keluar with azhary. hhaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to yazmin: your birthday present is still with me. i'll pass it to you nnti :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and thankyou for everything. anyone would be so lucky to have a mother like yours. generous gila ok? i love your mum. haha. i love you too yaz. and for the berapa kali time dah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you min min XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;alizasara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Party'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmsxaSl2CeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/obSazlSu0Fo/s72-c/DSCN6551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-1093831193190460518</id><published>2009-07-24T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:24:22.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>another 6 days to go! haha. cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you better remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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malay, chinese, indian, sabah and sarawak dance steps. so its more to traditional aerobics. the way other people that followed did, funny lah. i saw andrew doing the sewang step, aww, cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGPSjl2vBI/AAAAAAAAATg/pDf8kqq6o6A/s1600-h/DSCN5945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGPSjl2vBI/AAAAAAAAATg/pDf8kqq6o6A/s320/DSCN5945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359722580502035474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now the curriculum part. can you imagine? our team only had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;five ppl&lt;/span&gt; in it. and each team kena ada at least seven actually. lagi-lagi kan, im holding center. first ever time, CENTER. haha. 1st round lawan green house, and they had 7 ppl kot, scared me *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;almost to death&lt;/span&gt;* :) so, we tried our best dengan bak kata diyana, we are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;lima burung perkasa&lt;/span&gt;. whatever that means. all i know its something that i had to believe in. since im holding as center,i had to block atiqah. center and atiqah was scary, she's good for a small sized. running here and there. so, we played our game and actually won. 4-2. it was a tough match. we were lucky. 2nd round was against yellow house. yellow house had the same problem. five people je in their team. so it was a fair match. we won this too. 12-0. haha. nadhirah, sorry if i was too rough. just missed playing net ball. the last time i played like this was when i was in standart 5? gila ganas nak mati. haha. oh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGOUWe1_PI/AAAAAAAAATY/3_7U-9cxIEg/s1600-h/DSCN5975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGOUWe1_PI/AAAAAAAAATY/3_7U-9cxIEg/s320/DSCN5975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359721511831076082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st, rumah merah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, rumah kuning&lt;br /&gt;3rd, rumah hijau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btw, i played too ganas sampai my seluar koyak. haha. my knee hurts now.&lt;br /&gt;while playing i was sliding like ala' MJ. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGOT7A1jaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AACCnnnaWok/s1600-h/DSCN5988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGOT7A1jaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AACCnnnaWok/s320/DSCN5988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359721504457461154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;gra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ryo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;ne&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/7465738875704426680-2483160533077882304?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2483160533077882304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2483160533077882304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2483160533077882304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2483160533077882304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/sports-carnival.html' title='Sports Carnival'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SmGPSjl2vBI/AAAAAAAAATg/pDf8kqq6o6A/s72-c/DSCN5945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2665047196136649399</id><published>2009-07-17T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:05:12.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what 'i' would say</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sorry by Buckcherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away&lt;br /&gt;I missed you and things weren't the same&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything inside it never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I cant take it back.&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds&lt;br /&gt;And baby, the way &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you make my world go round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I think, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm to blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder to get through the days&lt;br /&gt;You get older and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blame turns to shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything inside it never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I cant take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds&lt;br /&gt;And baby, the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, I think about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how we came all this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleepless nights and the tears you cried&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never too late to make it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I cant take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds&lt;br /&gt;And baby, the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-2665047196136649399?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2665047196136649399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2665047196136649399' title='0 Comments'/><link 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flu</title><content type='html'>here i am again, sick. this time im at my mum's office. small room. everything is within reach. and i want my mummy now :( at least its better than yesterday. yesterdays cough was worst. im not coughing that much anymore, but the flu is coming back. ahh. hopefully it wont get worst. now, im studying physics in my mums room, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt;! im missing out so much in studies and im trying to catch up with some at home. hope that i'll get back on the right track when i start school again, i miss going to school. teachers with their garang faces. ahh. and i miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-3893198274838117165?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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0);"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt; room. so yeah, he brought me to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;puan tan&lt;/span&gt; for permission, but puan tan was like,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; oh no no no&lt;/span&gt;. u shouldn't be in school. u better call your parents and go home now. ahh! rugi je datang. i called my dad at 9.30am, my dad picked me up at 10.30am , and here i am at my dad's office. i cant explain how huge it is compared to my mum's office. im hungry now and i don't dare to go to the cafeteria cause im sure that i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;wont find my way back&lt;/span&gt; to my dad's room :S haha. since there's nothing to do here, i'll be blogging, alone (: oh well, my dad is having his meeting now, and the meeting will end at around 2.30pm? so, i'll start doing something fun like, i dont know? explore my dad's office? go kenal kenal the workers here? i dont think so. nnti sesat, habiss! (: ohh, theres a phone in my dad's room! haha. PRANK CALLS. haha. im so gonna be in big trouble if my dad finds out. no no no. i'll just sit here, quietly and become an angel for my daddy. he might buy me something nice ;D so people, pray to god that i'll get better soon, like ASAP kalau boleh. cant wait to be back to normal again. oh and, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yik loong&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nice friend&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hanis, thankyou for the comel cupcake. u bagi cake salah masa. kan dah kena marah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*lucky&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/7465738875704426680-890853306891123451?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/890853306891123451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=890853306891123451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/890853306891123451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/890853306891123451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/de-ja-vu.html' title='De Ja Vu'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-6507537724514916608</id><published>2009-07-13T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:44:28.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after SPM,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVg8rdpfI/AAAAAAAAASo/AlYlZ9dQ-P0/s1600-h/StWilfrdsDanceStudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVg8rdpfI/AAAAAAAAASo/AlYlZ9dQ-P0/s320/StWilfrdsDanceStudio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357899837475759602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgj-BMjI/AAAAAAAAASg/z_PAs3Nu_U4/s1600-h/studio3_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgj-BMjI/AAAAAAAAASg/z_PAs3Nu_U4/s320/studio3_img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357899830842700338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgtnOonI/AAAAAAAAASY/ttQuvW-qT_o/s1600-h/DanceStudio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgtnOonI/AAAAAAAAASY/ttQuvW-qT_o/s320/DanceStudio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357899833431466610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgGetVLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CgBFEbzvHx8/s1600-h/dance%2520studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgGetVLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CgBFEbzvHx8/s320/dance%2520studio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357899822926746802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgOIXKUI/AAAAAAAAASI/uPlMyV8xHIk/s1600-h/craic-theatre-dance-studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVgOIXKUI/AAAAAAAAASI/uPlMyV8xHIk/s320/craic-theatre-dance-studio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357899824980502850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haha, after reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;syasya's blog&lt;/span&gt;, i felt freaking excited about our planns, ahh! cant wait lah babe. like seriously, we'll go pinjam load or work our a*ses off smpai dapat beli studio :D&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; i love number two too&lt;/span&gt;. its like we can lompat lompat and sing the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lompat si katak lompa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;' song. haha. lompat ramai-ramai :D ahah, i better stop crapping. OMG! i rasa &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;high gila&lt;/span&gt;. syasya, semua salah &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; :p can u imagine, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;syasya&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the rest of the festari gang&lt;/span&gt; working dalam our very own studio. awesome lah! then we'll be like organizing concerts and who knows, one day, our *students* will be performing for events yang besar-besar in malaysia. haha *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;* Xp oh well, you'll never know, us festarians can do alot you know? kan sya? :D about the parents, i dont think they'll mind lah kot since its like an additional job je. we'll be working or studying or whatever we'll be doing nanti. its just like earning &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;extra pocket money&lt;/span&gt;. we need more people to recognize the art of traditional. so, its like a 50% 50% thing. they get to learn traditional, we'll get to have some fun (: haha. so, syasya, im not letting you forget about ths and i'll make sure you wont forget! we'll see who has shorter memory XD ingat tau, this is OUR plan and no one can stop us. still, we have to think of a better name for &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; studio. haha. these were the names we came up &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;raditari , tarilayu , festari tarian melayu , FTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. sounds funny kan? haha. anyhow, i had fun chatting with syasya, we should do that more often (: haha. i cant imagine if depan2 we bincang together. sure we'll be laughing our a*ses off. nothing will be done :p oh well, till then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh my god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/7465738875704426680-6507537724514916608?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/6507537724514916608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=6507537724514916608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6507537724514916608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/6507537724514916608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-spm.html' title='after SPM,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsVg8rdpfI/AAAAAAAAASo/AlYlZ9dQ-P0/s72-c/StWilfrdsDanceStudio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-5419649774308240861</id><published>2009-07-13T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:47:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flu caught me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsegJhdPbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gBd6aZ94SjQ/s1600-h/DSCN5421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsegJhdPbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gBd6aZ94SjQ/s200/DSCN5421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357909719348231602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;was not in school today :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;i so hate being sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:78%;" &gt;*wish you were here&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/7465738875704426680-5419649774308240861?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/5419649774308240861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=5419649774308240861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5419649774308240861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/5419649774308240861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/flu-caught-me.html' title='the flu caught me'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlsegJhdPbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/gBd6aZ94SjQ/s72-c/DSCN5421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3987868961643042911</id><published>2009-07-12T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:42:15.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert 2009</title><content type='html'>Venue: Civic Centre Auditorium, Petaling Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;Date: Saturday 11th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.00pm - 10.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;organized by the Federal Academy of Ballet and it was for a charity cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my mum bought like 15 tickets and then had another 11 tickets empty. D: was dying thinking of who to invite.  per ticket was like RM80 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*according to my mum&lt;/span&gt;. but then, on the ticket it was printed out RM10. its either my mum booked early, or the person yang jual lied, or it was printed out wrongly, or maybe my mum just purposely wanted to pay RM80? haha. idk, so dont ask me :) anyhow, thankyou guys for like coming :D i love you guys lahh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and, kat sana, i met fifi, then i saw kartika and saidah, and first ever time nampak dian face to face. haha. dian was like, 'hey, you're the one yang baru kenal and said i love you to me" haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm92sgYVRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UhvMLUBJ8Aw/s1600-h/DSCN5551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm92sgYVRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UhvMLUBJ8Aw/s320/DSCN5551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521979091473682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93G06mHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ML4LqkaKv0U/s1600-h/DSCN5553.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93G06mHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ML4LqkaKv0U/s1600-h/DSCN5553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93G06mHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ML4LqkaKv0U/s320/DSCN5553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521986156927090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93cWAVzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/sXQQ6DTXmu0/s1600-h/DSCN5556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93cWAVzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/sXQQ6DTXmu0/s320/DSCN5556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521991932860210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93u6mqLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nf9zw6W2PIQ/s1600-h/DSCN5558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm93u6mqLI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nf9zw6W2PIQ/s320/DSCN5558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521996918204594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;During the 15 minutes interval ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then, Celine Lee was famous lah kat sana. when she appeared on stage, hazim started screaming her name out loud followed by the sri amanians. he was like the only one screaming like no ones there. at that moment, me and fai were like "if the guard datang and ask who is he, i akan cakap i dont know him". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm94GvyoLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0ioOn_wqTwQ/s1600-h/DSCN5566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm94GvyoLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0ioOn_wqTwQ/s320/DSCN5566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357522003315302578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnBzr3YQ5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fKksc65WnaM/s1600-h/DSCN5576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnBzr3YQ5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fKksc65WnaM/s320/DSCN5576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526325426406290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;err, lets see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; azhary, baby, lynn, rizal, comel, hazim, hanis, fai,ainah, fatin, azie. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;thats everyone la kot? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB0YVpjoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8pfHbf6bMjE/s1600-h/DSCN5592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB0YVpjoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8pfHbf6bMjE/s320/DSCN5592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526337364528770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the ladies *kening kening* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB0kUicRI/AAAAAAAAARA/wfIZRjK7PeU/s1600-h/DSCN5597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB0kUicRI/AAAAAAAAARA/wfIZRjK7PeU/s320/DSCN5597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526340581093650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BFFL &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; ; azhary was busy body'ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB1BZqDzI/AAAAAAAAARI/g5rY_Yggcjs/s1600-h/DSCN5605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB1BZqDzI/AAAAAAAAARI/g5rY_Yggcjs/s320/DSCN5605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526348387192626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we felt hungry, so my mum brought everyone to KFC before they all balik. azie, ainah, fatin and lynn followed me and my mum. and the guys, hanis went with azhary's bike, and rizal on his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB1a_B7mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YVP9tgDDG_Y/s1600-h/DSCN5616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnB1a_B7mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YVP9tgDDG_Y/s320/DSCN5616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526355254832738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; hungry! hungry till azie was like waving to this person in one of the cars lining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; up to take away kfc, mistaking them as one of my sri amanian friend. ahah, azie azie. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnCotU5pvI/AAAAAAAAARY/CvoklnbxzPE/s1600-h/DSCN5629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlnCotU5pvI/AAAAAAAAARY/CvoklnbxzPE/s320/DSCN5629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357527236351731442" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;fatin went back early, so here are the leftovers.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *hanis missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was midnight when everyone habis makan. one word.&lt;br /&gt;*AWESOME*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after eating, we said our bye byes. since ainahs brother wasnt there to pick her up yet, my mum told her to tag along then she'll send ainah back to kfc when her brother arrives. then my mum would be talking about better safe than sorry thing in the car. my mum sent azie back to her house near pantai dalam and then went back to kfc and waited for ainahs brother to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thats that, i reached home around 1am, and i dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh btw, hazim and fai duduk next to me :) fai was next to me the whole time, hazim  went to the toilet then hanis sat next to me. fai survived! congrats :D haahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you for reading :)&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/7465738875704426680-3987868961643042911?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3987868961643042911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3987868961643042911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3987868961643042911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3987868961643042911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/concert-2009.html' title='Concert 2009'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slm92sgYVRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UhvMLUBJ8Aw/s72-c/DSCN5551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-9127858631666473891</id><published>2009-07-10T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:38:38.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Day</title><content type='html'>today was open day. ahh. i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed 2 subjects&lt;/span&gt;, the two subject i hate the most, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;biology&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;. haha. oh well, the teacher was like '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she's very good in class&lt;/span&gt;', '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;listens to teachers&lt;/span&gt;', '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;one of the top students&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4th in class&lt;/span&gt;! yeay. but, i still need to improve on my weaker subjects. from today onwards, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i promise myself that i'll work harder and score for my next monthly test&lt;/span&gt; :D oh yeah baby! :p haha. my mum was like the 2nd parent yang masuk and ambil the results. lucky overall i was good. adab pun nothing below 8, kecuali from my Bahasa teacher. she gave me a 6. -.- i was good ok in class. nahh, maybe she hates me. oh well :D so, it was 8.30am, ate breakfast with my mum and went to her office. ahh! i was practically dying there. bosan gila. so i studied biology. 5 pages. -.- at least its better than nothing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjY77oznI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bEKvC_TbMV8/s1600-h/DSCN5449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjY77oznI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bEKvC_TbMV8/s320/DSCN5449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070668068867698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjZYy89II/AAAAAAAAAPw/pICeO_vxb_Q/s1600-h/DSCN5452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjZYy89II/AAAAAAAAAPw/pICeO_vxb_Q/s320/DSCN5452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070675817067650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;got bored of studying biology :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjZsjvTBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WE14pDIIcKQ/s1600-h/DSCN5486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjZsjvTBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/WE14pDIIcKQ/s320/DSCN5486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070681121967122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjaFLgl7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5g4Ho4Agn_U/s1600-h/DSCN5500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjaFLgl7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5g4Ho4Agn_U/s320/DSCN5500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357070687731226546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since the teacher said nothing bad about me, my mum bought me a pair of crocs :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou mummy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;mood : happy&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/7465738875704426680-9127858631666473891?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/9127858631666473891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=9127858631666473891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9127858631666473891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9127858631666473891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/open-day.html' title='Open Day'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgjY77oznI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bEKvC_TbMV8/s72-c/DSCN5449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-7671021618906666522</id><published>2009-07-09T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:21:20.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love is something that u cant just look for at any corner. love eventually finds you. thats why its called falling in love. you're not even forcing yourself to fall, yet, you just fall ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i love you because you make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you because you make me feel safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love the way you smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love the way you sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i love the way you say my name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love the way you laugh at me when i do something stupid, when others would just put me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you is because. u are u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*im not single okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, i love you so-so much, that whenever i hear your voice, i'll just feel like screaming your name out loud. but have you noticed what you've done to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mix .rm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-7671021618906666522?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/7671021618906666522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=7671021618906666522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7671021618906666522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/7671021618906666522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/boy.html' title='boy,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-9066251618650463129</id><published>2009-07-08T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:02:08.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Class Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXPFP_TFuI/AAAAAAAAANA/aSfoyvk0JfE/s1600-h/DSCN5035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXPFP_TFuI/AAAAAAAAANA/aSfoyvk0JfE/s320/DSCN5035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415020925392610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another day at school. same old same old. boring. haha :D now, 2nd period till like 4pm, i was in the art room, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;drawing non stop&lt;/span&gt;. i was singing the whole time and i think i annoyed some ppl. oh well, aliza kan, sapa tak kenal?  haha XD it was fun la. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;skipping classes&lt;/span&gt;. drawing instead of learning add maths, physics, maths and etc. science classes are no fun. alot of facts which i hate so much. memorize memorize memorize till you get a headache. ugh! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so while i was away from class, our class teacher was like, bising2 about the petition our class did. i mean like, we have our rights to complain to the penolong kanan. we just find that he's cheating on us. ahh, carnival, he &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;couldnt be bothered&lt;/span&gt; on what we were doing. the coupons? teachers were suppose to sell 20 to other ppl and the pengetua strictly said, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;no asking the students to sell for teachers&lt;/span&gt;'. and guess what? he told us that was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;our class coupons&lt;/span&gt; that we need to sell. so yeah, we dont mind selling, but we received only 18 coupons, so we gave him RM180 which he taught wasnt enough. he was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;accusing&lt;/span&gt; us lah weyh! RM20? its alot to some ppl. at least belaja la RM20 je pun. you're not married, you're not supporting anyone other than yourself. and you didnt contribute anything for our class. RM20 je laa. aduhh, we dont mind paying, but the way he says it is as if we are really bad ppl. as if we were the ones who stole it when you only gave us 18 booklets  -.- . he got scolded by the penolong kanan, then he was like, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i find myself not at fault&lt;/span&gt;', '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you guys tikam belakang me&lt;/span&gt;', '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you all are sinfull, i've never done any sin for my whole life&lt;/span&gt;' *yeah right*, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;you all are stupid&lt;/span&gt;'. stupid? yeah, okayy, you think you're so smart. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we're sooo gonna be sucessfull&lt;/span&gt;. and we're not following your philosophy! teachers asked him 'why are'nt you married' he was like '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;why should i feed another persons daughter?&lt;/span&gt;' okayy, dah la. go live in your big bungalow all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mood: ugh! whats your problem?&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/7465738875704426680-9066251618650463129?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/9066251618650463129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=9066251618650463129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9066251618650463129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/9066251618650463129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-day-at-school.html' title='The Class Teacher'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXPFP_TFuI/AAAAAAAAANA/aSfoyvk0JfE/s72-c/DSCN5035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-8482815811030593048</id><published>2009-07-05T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:02:22.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taman aman</title><content type='html'>It was a sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV4zbjF5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NKvGxzVEjiw/s1600-h/DSCN5367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV4zbjF5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NKvGxzVEjiw/s320/DSCN5367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357055822379816850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, nazrain, muncul out of nowhere :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV6tOlIsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lUahkZCPygE/s1600-h/DSCN5429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV6tOlIsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/lUahkZCPygE/s320/DSCN5429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357055855074550466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after jogging for an hour macam tu, we went to bagsar to makan breakfast.dekat this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Restoran Berjaya&lt;/span&gt;. it wasnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;their dishes has that asli kampung taste, yumm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV5Ut1r6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/s0qTH0AGpWM/s1600-h/DSCN5397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV5Ut1r6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/s0qTH0AGpWM/s320/DSCN5397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357055831314902946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, explored the shops at bangsar. all their small outlets.&lt;br /&gt;my mum spend like more that RM900 from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;people's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgZevj_a9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/k1gZpS3F8Y4/s1600-h/DSCN5422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgZevj_a9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/k1gZpS3F8Y4/s320/DSCN5422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357059772711398354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at this indian mamak stall. overflow kot kedai tu.&lt;br /&gt;very nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV5lKSUKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7l1lJqRYXus/s1600-h/DSCN5427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV5lKSUKI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7l1lJqRYXus/s320/DSCN5427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357055835729186978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then, we went back at around 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and now im bored and im hungry all over again. haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;masak maggi&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this was lame, but oh well, thanks for reading :D&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/7465738875704426680-8482815811030593048?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/8482815811030593048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=8482815811030593048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8482815811030593048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/8482815811030593048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/taman-aman.html' title='taman aman'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlgV4zbjF5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NKvGxzVEjiw/s72-c/DSCN5367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-387045632430761462</id><published>2009-07-04T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:32:55.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samad Carnival</title><content type='html'>it started at 9am. i performed with faiz at around 9.30am. i sucked. haha. Faiz! sorry if i ruined your song! i owe you BIG time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slghc_mlKZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_1vhLMi0q0I/s1600-h/DSCN5112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slghc_mlKZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_1vhLMi0q0I/s320/DSCN5112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068538750511506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mijie's band and there's nasirah stealing the spot light :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slghec8mYeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1eZyUctuG0o/s1600-h/DSCN5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slghec8mYeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1eZyUctuG0o/s320/DSCN5280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068563807363554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class stall, 5 cekap, counter strike, water guns baby! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sapa yang tak main, rugi ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghdUPK1sI/AAAAAAAAAPI/S7fmrpZmozg/s1600-h/DSCN5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghdUPK1sI/AAAAAAAAAPI/S7fmrpZmozg/s320/DSCN5159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068544289461954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishah, Syairah, Fiqah and miss Fatty &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*angin*&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghdpHzpGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i2ZCCjyKdCI/s1600-h/DSCN5190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghdpHzpGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/i2ZCCjyKdCI/s320/DSCN5190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068549895726178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sri amanians'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ikut height* haha i know im short. SHUT UP :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghePAmLKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C_Xs1zATmjM/s1600-h/DSCN5229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlghePAmLKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C_Xs1zATmjM/s320/DSCN5229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357068560066030754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer, the singer, the keyboard player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT IS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;honestly dont feel like typing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thankyou, please come again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7465738875704426680-387045632430761462?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/387045632430761462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=387045632430761462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/387045632430761462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/387045632430761462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/07/samad-carnival.html' title='Samad Carnival'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/Slghc_mlKZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_1vhLMi0q0I/s72-c/DSCN5112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3171920615761762444</id><published>2009-06-30T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:13:55.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a college thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXrNrP0fgI/AAAAAAAAANI/uEWe2NdUfdc/s1600-h/DSCN4903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXrNrP0fgI/AAAAAAAAANI/uEWe2NdUfdc/s320/DSCN4903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356445952006979074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from left: lin hui, cheryl, sin yee, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;comel&lt;/span&gt; and chi cheng :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2y8FrPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TGIocnRd-Z4/s1600-h/DSCN5062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2y8FrPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/TGIocnRd-Z4/s320/DSCN5062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356448857469594866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahh, cant remember their names. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2eo9WkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mlKZLXEfdd0/s1600-h/DSCN5063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2eo9WkI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mlKZLXEfdd0/s320/DSCN5063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356448852020648514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he counselors, the ex samadian, the students :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2ObjETI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RunjNy4Htms/s1600-h/DSCN5038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXt2ObjETI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RunjNy4Htms/s320/DSCN5038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356448847669432626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the awesome band, they performed at the end of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;segi college was fun :)&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/7465738875704426680-3171920615761762444?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3171920615761762444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3171920615761762444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3171920615761762444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3171920615761762444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/06/segi-college-was-fun.html' title='its a college thing'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SlXrNrP0fgI/AAAAAAAAANI/uEWe2NdUfdc/s72-c/DSCN4903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-4032569160073111459</id><published>2009-06-28T12:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:45:46.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please</title><content type='html'>i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know whats going on, but i cant take it anymore. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tolong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laa&lt;/span&gt;, i have my own problems. and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think i want you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tambah&lt;/span&gt;2 my problems. as a close friend, i thought you knew me well enough. but, looks like u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even trust me. FINE THEN, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; trust me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not gonna force you to. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; had enough. and remember, this is not the first time. think carefully, being MY friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;guna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;? wasting your time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; useless as a friend. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; deserve a friend like you. so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry if its my fault. i know it always was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Thankyou&lt;/span&gt; for being my friend. if you have anything to tell me *honestly*, u have my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;full of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt; and hating the feeling&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/7465738875704426680-4032569160073111459?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/4032569160073111459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=4032569160073111459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4032569160073111459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/4032569160073111459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/06/please.html' title='please'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-420672143232250716</id><published>2009-06-28T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:35:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey boyfriend,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAZIMM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nk jumpa you! i dah nk naik gila ni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: hazim, pencuri pakaian orang :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-420672143232250716?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/420672143232250716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=420672143232250716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/420672143232250716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/420672143232250716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-boyfriend.html' title='Hey boyfriend,'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-3516487449750732140</id><published>2009-06-18T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:15:01.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Yen Peng ; five</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulations:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*The tag questions must be 100% the same&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Tag people after doing tag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*No tagging back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List 5 Things You Like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arts/craft&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my soul mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my JASON AUSTIN YEOH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List 5 Things You Hate&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arrogant people -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;long queues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;paying fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;getting sick on a very special day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;being sleepy when things need to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List 5 Weird Facts Bout Yourself&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;/p&gt;I talk randomly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to feel hungry when its not the time to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that im weird? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stop smiling, its creepy in someway? ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and, err, i like boiling water :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List 5 People To Tag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jason, Nazrain, Cheryl, Hanis, Hon Zhen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-3516487449750732140?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/3516487449750732140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=3516487449750732140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3516487449750732140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/3516487449750732140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-yen-peng-five.html' title='Tagged By Yen Peng ; five'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7465738875704426680.post-2858447183028155476</id><published>2009-06-16T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:39:11.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Jason ; 100 Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;001. Real Name : Aliza Sara&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s) : Aliza, Sara, Za and Tang Ling -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;003. Age : 16 1/2, turning 17 in July&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope : Leo&lt;br /&gt;005. Gender : Female&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary : Tadika Diana (Jerteh)&lt;br /&gt;007. Primary School : SRK Pusat Jerteh, SRK Lubuk Kawah, SRK Kubang Kerian 3&lt;br /&gt;008. Secondary School : SMK Kubang Kerian 1, SMK Sultan Abdul Samad&lt;br /&gt;009. College : Somewhere over the rainbow ;)&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Colour : Reddish brown. :D&lt;br /&gt;011. Hair Length : Shoulder length?&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud Or Quiet : Both&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans : Both&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera : Camera (:&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak : Mum keeps bugging me on health issues -.-&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke : neither (: (im a good girl mummy)&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone : OMG?&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink : Both. (: yumm&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings : I had enough :D&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos : Dont think so&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti-Social : Both. (:&lt;br /&gt;022. Righty or lefty : Whatt? -.-'&lt;br /&gt;023. First Piercing : Ear?&lt;br /&gt;024. First Relationship : It was during form 2? but i wasn't serious (:&lt;br /&gt;025. First Best Friend : Asma, she went missing -.-&lt;br /&gt;026. First Award : Long distance runner champion back in elementary school (:&lt;br /&gt;027. First Kiss : to my mum?&lt;br /&gt;028. First Pet : guppies!&lt;br /&gt;029. First Big Vacation : Australia&lt;br /&gt;030. First love at first sight : errr, not telling XD&lt;br /&gt;031. First Big Birthday : when i was 12? it was awesome ok :')&lt;br /&gt;032. First Surgery : Never&lt;br /&gt;033. First sport you joined : Hocky&lt;br /&gt;034. Orange or Apple juice : Apple :D&lt;br /&gt;035. Rock or Rap : Soft Rock and Rap :D&lt;br /&gt;036. Country or Screamo : country&lt;br /&gt;037. N-SYNC or Backstreet Boys : Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;038. Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera : Old Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;039. Night or Day : Night &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;040. Sun or Moon : Moooooooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;041. TV or Internet : Internet (;&lt;br /&gt;042. Playstation or Xbox : Playstation, old school :D&lt;br /&gt;043. Kiss or Hug : Huggs!&lt;br /&gt;044. Iguana or Turtle : Turtle&lt;br /&gt;045. Spider or Bee : Creepy Crawly Spider&lt;br /&gt;046. Fall or Spring : Spring &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;047. Limewire or iTunes : Limewire. Free Music&lt;br /&gt;048. Soccer or Baseball : Soccerr bby!&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating : non stop&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking : isotonic&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level : High (;&lt;br /&gt;052. Im about to : get ready for tuition&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: Mariah Carey - Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;054. Plans for today: err, study for physics?&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for : Jason to back to Malaysia :)&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy level : Normal&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking about someone : Yeah&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids : you tell me? :)&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married : Yes yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;060. When : above 25&lt;br /&gt;061. How many kids do you want : Not more than 3.&lt;br /&gt;062. Any name in mind : Not yet?&lt;br /&gt;063. is missing (???) : Jason Austin Yeoh&lt;br /&gt;064. is missing : What?&lt;br /&gt;065. Mellow future or Wild : Mellow and wild RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;066. Something you would never try : Drugs&lt;br /&gt;067. Which is better in a boy : Personality? (:&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes : Sexy eyes&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny : Funmantic :D&lt;br /&gt;070. is missing : Whats up with this question?&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring : Both both.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous : Both both.&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or Nice Arms : i would say, errr, both looks hot :p&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud : Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship : Relationship&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble-maker or Hesitant : Trouble is my middle name&lt;br /&gt;077. Muscular or normal : Fit?&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a stranger : no? my kiss is expensive -.-&lt;br /&gt;079. Broken a bone : Nah&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/ contacts : nope&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home : thought about it once, when i was 8?&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense : err, umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody : no no no.&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart : Yeah, sorry :s at least i was honest&lt;br /&gt;085. Had your heart broken : Yeah&lt;br /&gt;086. Been arrested : Nope&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died : Yeah, missing my aunty now :'(&lt;br /&gt;088. Liked a friend more than a friend : Maybe? ;p&lt;br /&gt;089. Do you believe in yourself : Yes&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles : Yes&lt;br /&gt;091. is missing ??? : my funny man, haha, lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven : obviously?&lt;br /&gt;093. When do you want to die : When no one in the world cares for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy : my mummy?&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss on a first date : what the fish?&lt;br /&gt;096. Angels : I believe  in angels :)&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now : Jason, aww man, wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with your life rite now : Yeah, cause i rock. haha&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God : Yes I do&lt;br /&gt;100. Will you post this as 100 truths and tag 10 people : err, okay? if you say so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tag:&lt;br /&gt;nazrain&lt;br /&gt;syuhadah&lt;br /&gt;cheryl&lt;br /&gt;yen peng&lt;br /&gt;daniel&lt;br /&gt;seanie :D&lt;br /&gt;ryan&lt;br /&gt;michelle&lt;br /&gt;fai&lt;br /&gt;elisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwahahaha. i've done mine. so, go do your part ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7465738875704426680-2858447183028155476?l=alizasara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/feeds/2858447183028155476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7465738875704426680&amp;postID=2858447183028155476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2858447183028155476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7465738875704426680/posts/default/2858447183028155476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alizasara.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-jason-100-truths.html' title='Tagged By Jason ; 100 Truths'/><author><name>alizasara&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13900341629474780494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y2BUpXeBCMs/SZf8KJOvhrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3ArIqZDF_EQ/S220/DSCN0950.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
