<?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-3958824844149599414</id><updated>2011-12-06T14:17:19.787+08:00</updated><category term='I&apos;ve got all the symptoms of a girl with a broken heart.'/><title type='text'>I, a stranger and afraid. In a world I never made.</title><subtitle type='html'>It could be a roller coaster ride. It could end up a car crash...but just take my hand and we'll get there.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>804</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8351955775318774884</id><published>2011-10-16T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:19:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FHp2KgyQUFk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FHp2KgyQUFk?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What goes around, comes back around. &lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-8351955775318774884?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8351955775318774884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8351955775318774884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8351955775318774884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8351955775318774884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-goes-around-comes-back-around.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5017837354910862772</id><published>2011-10-04T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:48:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King King King</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hellooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I found my dream man...hahaha but well I'm not gonna get him la. But his hot in his smart vest and coat. Melting. Saw him at the financial talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;My so called mentor is Suhaimi Yusof and his wife. Alrite not gonna blog about it. But it's really a good opportunity and knowledge to earn $$$$$$$ and probably become a millionaire. No kidding, they've been successful. So yeah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So it's just a matter of you want to do it or not. Be confident, visualise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't wait for holidays. Can't wait for a stay at MBS. Definitely gonna go up the rooftop and dip in the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can't wait for whatevers unplan........let's just plan last minute la huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lastly, I don't know what my heart says now. I truly much want to say NO but I'm drawing my line already. I rather be you know unhappy instead of just lying to myself. So chill ar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wish there's a ghost whisperer. They say whatever's done, it's done but how about things that you always wanna tell but you just don't have the opportunity. If I die, I wanna die in peace you know. Well, all the best in your life at your side. You were once there and God knows best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-5017837354910862772?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5017837354910862772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5017837354910862772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5017837354910862772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5017837354910862772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/10/king-king-king.html' title='King King King'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6523609726976761770</id><published>2011-09-19T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:01:37.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE YOU LIKE A SONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgT_us6AsDg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgT_us6AsDg?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="490" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woh! Woh! I..I LOVE YOU LIKE A LOVE SONG BABY!! Can you feel the electric and excitement?! Yes, I do! I do, baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6523609726976761770?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6523609726976761770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6523609726976761770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6523609726976761770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6523609726976761770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-you-like-song.html' title='LOVE YOU LIKE A SONG'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1123320163910616351</id><published>2011-09-18T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:15:53.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day in September 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPEZNgUtWng?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPEZNgUtWng?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Having the time of my life I guess. I'm much more comfortable with people around me now. I have love, sympathy, friendship and sincerity. I guess as I grew up, I'm keeping more confidentiality. Just let the story of my life flow in my private book kept by the one above. It is interesting to be leading the life of, Ziza BlackRouge, that is me haha. Not to be proud but yup a lot of interesting things happened even though I'm only a young adult. Not too young huh? I'm gonna have middle age crisis soon oh oh. *Gasp*. As a matter of fact, Surrendered Singles still exist. After bygones and bygones happened, hey we're here again. Back to basics, ladies. I've always considered S. S as my backbone, come what may. I'm leading my life as it is, no rush, no nothing. I don't want to put any number to when I'm finally settling down. It's just not my forte yet ;) . Well I'm gonna reveal a secret here which will no more be a secret after I type it down here. Hmmm...just like the secret life of Ziza BlackRouge chey! I've been asked for the hands in marriage by a man Tadaa! And I rejected it. It's not easy, damn not easy when it already involved the families. But I'm all head up, chin's up again. :) I am very sure up in my brain here and deep in my heart, that the man was obviously not my soulmate. Hey I'm still sane okay. Not gonna sign my life away just like that. I'd rather be happier now than regret years down the road thinking it was a mistake afterall. So that's all a lil bit of sugar and spice in my life. I'm on my mission now to travel the world before I got a title, someone's Mrs hahahaha. May Allah bless my life. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1123320163910616351?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1123320163910616351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1123320163910616351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1123320163910616351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1123320163910616351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-fine-day-in-september-2011.html' title='One fine day in September 2011'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7259513564936367438</id><published>2011-05-22T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T02:01:04.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As it is now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;When was the last time I updated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;16th April...righhhhtttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Because on the 16th April something did happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So it's been more than a month old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I must be lying if I say I'm not happier now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm just being myself and leading life as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;No high hopes, no expectations just as simple, as it is now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Afterall, my 'teenagehood' crush is already getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I found him after several years and wondered so much who has been flying all this while. Guess what? He's the one. He's the air- steward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I used to call him as the 'motor putih guy' (The guy with the white bike) cause I don't even know his name all along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;All I could remember is him and his bike at that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I met him again just to found out that he's already engaged and getting married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It doesn't matter how much I jokingly bragged about it to my lil cousins but still, he's not for me afterall la huh....sad eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Hahahaha...like as if he would go head over heels for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So let's just smile and be happy for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Who knows, his other half and him would be my neighbour one day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;You never know haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;But it was a blessing in disguise I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I found a happier route all along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7259513564936367438?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7259513564936367438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7259513564936367438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7259513564936367438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7259513564936367438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-it-is-now.html' title='As it is now.'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6186018725975477173</id><published>2011-04-16T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T04:38:08.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyOpDXgaE7A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyOpDXgaE7A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love always makes me Haunted, another epic story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6186018725975477173?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6186018725975477173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6186018725975477173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6186018725975477173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6186018725975477173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-always-makes-me-haunted-another.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7491020337974037854</id><published>2011-04-13T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T01:18:23.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm the girl who tries to be perfect but it all comes to a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I was told that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Wanting to be perfect is the start of all disasters because the world isn't perfect either"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594731724924969842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHeze_lH7ho/TaR63JXC43I/AAAAAAAADzM/sO1tt3Rqkz0/s200/531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I heed and nailed down those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And now I love being imperfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Imperfections makes me unique and above all I learnt from my mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;At the end of the day, things will just pass by very smoothly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and I know I'm always protected by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I won't shy away to admit that I always gets into trouble and made wrongdoings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;because of my own mistakes and carelessness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I may look decent and all but god knows how many times I've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;myself into real deep trouble. Yup *gulp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sometimes it can be quite intense and stressful to always have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;to portray a good- mannered, decent, well- behaved, respectable, vigilant, responsible and all kinds of good things a human being could possibly hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not easy. It has never been easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Especially when you hold a title as a 'Teacher'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;You will hear things like, "A teacher shouldn't be doing all this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"She's a teacher. How could she be possibly do that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"Teacher this.....Teacher that....Teacher, teacher, teacher, it's all your fault"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Of course, I feel cooped up at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I feel I can't be real, the really real self of being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Like there's too many restrictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And hell yeah...over the years I've restrict myself A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;By nature, I'm a happy- go- lucky person, spiritual, jovial, adventurous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and hates confinement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;But I guess over the years and situations changed my characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I miss being that old being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I can't say being an educator has bring it all down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Being in the education line has taught me a lot and build&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;positive characters that I never knew I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;In other words, its beneficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I need a change. I'm going to do it for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;myself and not for others. Unless I can pass it all through la...then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'll go *phewwwwww* at lasssstttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And talking about imperfections, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm glad I'm in good terms with the ex which I damn before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Haha..I'm good, he's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;We should have just decide to be friends and not more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;The best thing is, he admits his mistakes and he accepted my imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;like he has known me for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's nice to know that the feeling of hatred or hating or anger is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;See, we could really talk to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and I noticed he's been different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;He's becoming more like a man and talks like a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I hope he continues to be more mature haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And maybe one day, I'll just accept his invitation to his wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and be happy for him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&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/3958824844149599414-7491020337974037854?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7491020337974037854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7491020337974037854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7491020337974037854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7491020337974037854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/perfect.html' title='PERFECT'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHeze_lH7ho/TaR63JXC43I/AAAAAAAADzM/sO1tt3Rqkz0/s72-c/531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7629214782993547888</id><published>2011-04-10T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:04:15.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNKIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MG33NvZkgfU/TaFUdmmd2XI/AAAAAAAADy8/tDnHDDVEhAo/s1600/T2%2Bartmaths%2B210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593845079725693298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MG33NvZkgfU/TaFUdmmd2XI/AAAAAAAADy8/tDnHDDVEhAo/s400/T2%2Bartmaths%2B210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I rummaged through and was clearing up my bag and these are what I found....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Makkkkk aiiiiiii........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Soon, I'll be a junkie (-_____-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7629214782993547888?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7629214782993547888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7629214782993547888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7629214782993547888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7629214782993547888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/junkie.html' title='JUNKIE'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MG33NvZkgfU/TaFUdmmd2XI/AAAAAAAADy8/tDnHDDVEhAo/s72-c/T2%2Bartmaths%2B210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8809927811797591489</id><published>2011-04-10T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:25:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCOLATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;CHOCOLATES!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SF3YkL3JnTA/TaE1LR9NcmI/AAAAAAAADy0/iXu7xyvTfgQ/s1600/lips%2Bchocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593810680085836386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SF3YkL3JnTA/TaE1LR9NcmI/AAAAAAAADy0/iXu7xyvTfgQ/s400/lips%2Bchocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Need I mention more of how much I love chocolate??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Haha...well most people must have already knew by now that chocolate can makes a person feel good. It contains a chemical called "phenylethylamine" that makes a person feels, HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xpccrkuYSqc/TaE1LNSSMZI/AAAAAAAADys/yDtnCVDU6rk/s1600/lips%2Bchoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593810678832050578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xpccrkuYSqc/TaE1LNSSMZI/AAAAAAAADys/yDtnCVDU6rk/s400/lips%2Bchoc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you know that I'M SO HOT I CAN MELT CHOCOLATE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha again!! Indeed all human beings are able to melt chocolate. This is because chocolate first change from a solid to a liquid at about 84F. The normal temperature of a person is about 98F. Thus, people are HOT ENOUGH to melt chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That is why it will melt in your mouth. Chocolate will also melt in your hand except M&amp;amp;Ms because they have sugar coating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSx9A6ea6z8/TaE1K90_h3I/AAAAAAAADyk/zTuWLiqyQ7U/s1600/lips1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593810674682660722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSx9A6ea6z8/TaE1K90_h3I/AAAAAAAADyk/zTuWLiqyQ7U/s400/lips1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;It takes a lot of work to make chocolate so do appreciate it please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I hope one day I will be able to visit the Chocolate Town in USA, Pennsylvania, the home of Hershey's chocolate. It will surely be fun and a learning experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wonder, wonder, wonder, if I can be a &lt;em&gt;chocolatier&lt;/em&gt; one fine, awesome day. Hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-8809927811797591489?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8809927811797591489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8809927811797591489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8809927811797591489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8809927811797591489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/chocolate.html' title='CHOCOLATE'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SF3YkL3JnTA/TaE1LR9NcmI/AAAAAAAADy0/iXu7xyvTfgQ/s72-c/lips%2Bchocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4700868873914816664</id><published>2011-04-09T08:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T08:30:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is the point of time I've started to get lazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to go for appointments with the Doctor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just not go anymore??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what the Doctor trying to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even gave me a "HW" on a piece of paper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which I don't know where I keep it already HAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've skipped taking my medicine for a week now!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems that I'm okay lor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew exactly what can makes me get better and forget about being sick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No la I'm not sick la....I'm actually alright... *self denial eh?*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get out of this!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I knew what can makes me feel better again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again it's rather very hard to get 'what can makes me feel better'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being straight-forward here hehe!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying....it's hard to get 'my medicine'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up most of the times and just let it be ~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone can take over my worries and problems&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate to be in this kinda situation but I knew this is my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to lead it whether I like it or not,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether people can accept me in the future or not,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or whether whatever they can think of.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love doing things on my own to just be relax for a moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to sit at my favourite cafe and sip in my favourite chocolate drink.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to just sit and read.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out that my perception is true based &lt;br /&gt;on research that shows that these things can just made me &lt;br /&gt;DIE YOUNG.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....GOD knows better. &lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone's days are numbered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4700868873914816664?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4700868873914816664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4700868873914816664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4700868873914816664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4700868873914816664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/damn.html' title='DAMN!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1195130174262322497</id><published>2011-04-07T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:19:45.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MOVIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU KNOW what I WANT?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want ONE MOVIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the heroine is really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat.... and ugly too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she has a romance and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a happy ending and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killed or turn back into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwyneth Paltrow or Jessica Alba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST ONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open-mindedness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about sexuality,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story you never,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever see.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1195130174262322497?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1195130174262322497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1195130174262322497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1195130174262322497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1195130174262322497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-movie.html' title='ONE MOVIE'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2283548769605845633</id><published>2011-04-02T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:53:33.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTTT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zC5bY3jT94k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zC5bY3jT94k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jay Sean is sooo hotttt can?? Handsome ar!! Speaking of hot and handsome, just wanna share something here hehe. Puas hati di Golden Chance hahaha! Know why? I bought my white gold bangle from there (didn't know my old jewellery cost near to $2K puass hati arr!! And I trade it for the bangle which cost near to $2K also whooo!) Okay sidetrack sikit eh...I want to promote Golden Chance ar...baik punye kedai! Because there's a particular handsome guy as the 'sales promoter'....serious ar tak tipu okay hot giler he's like Remy Ishak or Adam in 'Nur Kasih' but he's hotter! Alamak cair ar babe...I shy you know. Can't even look into his eyes. He is such an eye candy!! Don't believe go Golden Chance okay. Omg tonite cannot sleep ar...think about him! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2283548769605845633?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2283548769605845633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2283548769605845633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2283548769605845633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2283548769605845633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/04/hottt.html' title='HOTTT!!!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2578844705817948344</id><published>2011-03-28T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:54:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH WELLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUJQVNpCsw/TY9jbHSVO_I/AAAAAAAADyc/ZlRdfhGI4lk/s1600/Others%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588794980053629938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUJQVNpCsw/TY9jbHSVO_I/AAAAAAAADyc/ZlRdfhGI4lk/s400/Others%2B026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can you all see the rainbow in the above picture??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was soooo happy and excited to see the rainbow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I even counted and named&lt;/span&gt; all the visible colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Deep inside, I was longing to see a rainbow after I get a 'lil' better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank God...the feeling was like over the top :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So hello blog I'm back again after going through a very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'Adventurous' week in my entire life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was terrible...no not terrible more like if there're a word worst than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;terrible then that's that la hahaha...ya I felt that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've just woken up from a terrible nightmare but everything was so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happening in just like a blink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And here I am again getting better...alhamdulilah with all the prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and miracles God gave me. It was blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;More of blessings in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't wish to disclose it but I didn't expect myself and my life to go this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's just like my body...it is unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can never be thankful enough, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything's is slowly under control now...my happiness is slowly sipping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I accept what had happened and I shall put it behind as my past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Right now, I just have to focus on my recovery, treatments and medicines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm on a daily medication now and I had a doctor who really cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He made everything seems so simple and easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He even made my jab less painful and in the end, I smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Although it's gonna be long term but I had to have this courage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to get better and get well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2578844705817948344?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2578844705817948344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2578844705817948344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2578844705817948344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2578844705817948344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-wells.html' title='OH WELLS'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUJQVNpCsw/TY9jbHSVO_I/AAAAAAAADyc/ZlRdfhGI4lk/s72-c/Others%2B026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1722838629359441914</id><published>2011-03-20T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:00:23.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I think I really need to talk to a doctor. Oh myyyyy goddddd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I know I really need a prescription for that medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I cannot be strong anymore for this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1722838629359441914?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1722838629359441914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1722838629359441914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1722838629359441914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1722838629359441914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-i-really-need-to-talk-to-doctor.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-208323183227673551</id><published>2011-03-19T18:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T19:12:06.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHdVAuslm94/TYSAk0J_krI/AAAAAAAADyU/lqJgxJNypJc/s1600/Waterplay%2B123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585730807810462386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHdVAuslm94/TYSAk0J_krI/AAAAAAAADyU/lqJgxJNypJc/s200/Waterplay%2B123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's just no use pondering like this.&lt;/div&gt;I FEEL LIKE SHIT!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta be straightforward...no nonsense or else I can't keep calm.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to God, really.&lt;br /&gt;Whaooooo....it feels like its between life and death now (Ya, like real haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I gotta fight you know despite insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;It may not be what I want but I never had this certain feeling that this is just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what I need and that can mean a lot and wholesome lot of everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Allah, please guide me along...show me the light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're always with me and Syukur Alhamdulilah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for protecting me and for everything you've given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can just be moved to tears for everything God has given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might go astray but in whatever I do I will seek blessing from Mom and every happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hard times, there's always God to turn to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indeed, HE's the closest I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insyallah, if HE has agreed upon this is it, then this is it for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-208323183227673551?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/208323183227673551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=208323183227673551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/208323183227673551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/208323183227673551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-just-no-use-pondering-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHdVAuslm94/TYSAk0J_krI/AAAAAAAADyU/lqJgxJNypJc/s72-c/Waterplay%2B123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2489516384457087472</id><published>2011-03-19T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:02:52.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMECbjDC6lM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMECbjDC6lM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is this the season whereby you like somebody but don't dare to tell? There's moments where I gave everything a pass....like I keep dragging the time and tell myself there's still tomorrow but tomorrow never happens and then *pooofftt* he's gone. I feel that I don't deserve it, to feel the love or I'm just afraid. As I aged, I felt more vunerable and scared. Now where's all that 'daring' goes? Sometimes I would say 'Just forget about it la' because situations just makes me slows down more. Now to tell or not to tell? Leave it to fate and miracles jelah eh....kalau ade, adelah...kalau takde, sudah bole belah. I'm not rushing. If you give me things to rush, yes I will rush but in this kinda thing, I hate rushing anymore. Anyway, I'm getting better. Treatment therapy really does helped a lot. Thanks to my therapist. But I've got a new discovery. Its not serious but it's kinda funny haha. My right wrist is twisted. It just can't be straightened. It tends to bend and not straighten. Okay till then, goodbye! Happy Weekends people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2489516384457087472?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2489516384457087472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2489516384457087472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2489516384457087472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2489516384457087472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-this-season-whereby-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2057972458078674479</id><published>2011-03-10T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:15:36.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just my personal thoughts.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter how decent or nice you are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people will still think twisted about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, just be whatever you wish to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; People will still keep on talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The biggest liar in the world is THEY SAY ~ Ziza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2057972458078674479?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2057972458078674479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2057972458078674479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2057972458078674479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2057972458078674479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-my-personal-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-346165629869789896</id><published>2011-03-05T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:45:07.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health talk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Yo! Health talk, anyone? You ready? Okay, go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLJG0BXHBSI/TXG98YOvXiI/AAAAAAAADyE/yyf6V_rNFq8/s1600/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580450258282831394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLJG0BXHBSI/TXG98YOvXiI/AAAAAAAADyE/yyf6V_rNFq8/s400/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I was told I had a scar, an old injury on my left side. Tissue is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and it's hollow. Another discovery about my body. One after another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Don't worry, I still can take it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I don't really remember what really happens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;but I had a few falls and an accident that hit me to the ground so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It hurts so much but didn't know the falls was dangerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Right now, I'm bearing with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So people, please don't take your falls as nothing serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It is. Just look at me, the after effect of pain was great beyond words. Hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine...I'm talking about the truth now, the reality. First thing first, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;if miracles were to happen and I got pregnant, carrying a child in the womb is going to be real hard and painful for me. My back couldn't support the weight of my heavy tummy. Just thinking about it make me jitters. Don't talk about being pregnant, if I had too bloated stomach if I feed myself till I'm full...no question asked, I'm already in pain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;On top of that, my muscles gets hard and sitting down can be difficult. What more, lying down. I need to adjust here and there. It feels like my spine is ready to comes out anytime and rip off my flesh. Ya, that's how 'awesome' it feels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on particular days, when it gets real bad, when I laughed I can feel pain in the muscles but still I wanna laugh hard. That's bad huh? Even laughter can be a pain. I'm undergoing treatment every single week until I don't know when. Going to treatment itself is painful. I had tears in my eyes but I control so it won't flow. Getting teary just wouldn't help either. I was taught not to cry over pain anymore. But then again, this isn't as bad as when I bleed, that's hell. My nose can still recall the pungent smell of my own fresh blood. Haha, astonishment much. I had to adjust my diet too. No cold drinks and no food that makes me feel bloated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;To some I am &lt;em&gt;"Ziza, you're surely a strong person" &lt;/em&gt;or&lt;em&gt; "Omg Ziza, you're such a strong girl to go through all the pain" &lt;/em&gt;but being strong physically is just not enough. Most of the time, I have to deal more with my emotional and the mind. I had no one closest to me to express the feel of pain except Mom. But Mom will just hear me out, she won't even dare to touch me. I don't blame her because she's not a professional to cure me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sometimes my wishful thinking wants badly someone special to coax me, to make me feel better, make me laugh all the time but yeah at some point of time, I thought it's very selfish of me. I'm glad I'm single, I didn't want anyone to worry, pity, feel sad or sacrifice things just because I'm 'ill'. He should be happier with someone else who is fit and healthy. Unless he's like Chris Medina in American Idol '11, I swear I will love him whole-heartedly. That's one man with a real heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Yup, I don't let anything anymore to get on my way to make me feel happy. A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in doctor's book. I should own the happiness even if the sky is falling down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-346165629869789896?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/346165629869789896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=346165629869789896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/346165629869789896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/346165629869789896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/health-talk.html' title='Health talk!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLJG0BXHBSI/TXG98YOvXiI/AAAAAAAADyE/yyf6V_rNFq8/s72-c/doctor-teddy-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7997380326975255671</id><published>2011-03-02T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:38:39.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dy2nBvtkgyE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dy2nBvtkgyE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I must really thanked Elizabeth Vercoe and Kerry Abramowski.&lt;br /&gt;It really helps me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7997380326975255671?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7997380326975255671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7997380326975255671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7997380326975255671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7997380326975255671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-i-must-really-thanked-elizabeth.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6744231816941378094</id><published>2011-02-27T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:30:44.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that you go to sleep with and wake up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is the tears rolling down your face as you squeeze your face in the pillow or bathing under the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is not being able to say what you want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is wanting to talk to someone about something but just can't quite manage it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is wishing you were somewhere else, never being comfortable anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is clutching and grasping at memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is that too often mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is long walks to nowhere in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is scatterdness, the inability to concentrate and the need to do something all the time OR do nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is not remembering things lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is hysterical laughter at inappropriate times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is guilt when you forget about it for even a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you become more tired than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel unusually lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel you just don't want to be around people, you want to be by yourself a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel numb, like everything is going around you but you're not really there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you miss something or someone so much that it physically hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is doubting yourself or feeling like you're worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel everything is 'hopeless'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you find yourself asking 'why' a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel you have no control over what happens to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is tidal wave breaking over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is when you feel vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is all-consuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is never-ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting this is not easy. Fighting this 'virus' is not easy. Fighting this pain is not easy. Sometimes I just cannot endure the pain anymore that I imagine myself in the hospital bed doing nothing at all and stares at the blank wall. &lt;br /&gt;I AM SICK OF BEING SICK!!! *SCREAMS!!!*&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/3958824844149599414-6744231816941378094?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6744231816941378094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6744231816941378094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6744231816941378094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6744231816941378094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/grief.html' title='Grief'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1739217213323785662</id><published>2011-02-24T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T22:58:07.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sCtb0Ce8_Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sCtb0Ce8_Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I heard this while waiting for the doctor...so epic or what? Sickening and paining all in one. But I need more than a doctor. I need more than a therapist. When I'm alone I feel so blue. I just can't take the negativity, the damage done to my body. My lower part is all messed up inside. It's weighing me down and under and that's how I get a weak back support. The therapist even shake her head in atonishment looking at the 2 years accumulated damage done inside. It might lead to cancer. When I heard 'cancer', it's terrifying. Tell me who on earth is not scared? My ovary is affected too. My god. My heart sank to the ground. Till now, this moment I still felt a lump in my heart. That's how much hurting the news is. You know how much deep inside I desire to become a mother. I had so much complication. It's gonna be really a miracle if things happen. Sad cannot take it. Like speechless, just don't know what to say. I'm completely imperfect. So who's willing to accept me whole-heartedly with this condition? Am I going to recover completely? I don't know. I'm just depending on treatments now and God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;So emotional like that huh? I really sound like a sicko who lose all hope to live. Cannot like that right. Let's put all those feelings aside. Be strong and be patient. Mcm biase jugak. Gonna find an entertainment. Where's entertainment? I need a holiday, can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1739217213323785662?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1739217213323785662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1739217213323785662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1739217213323785662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1739217213323785662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/sick.html' title='Sick!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1085424485956840195</id><published>2011-02-19T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T14:10:48.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMxX-QOV9tI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMxX-QOV9tI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE JESSIE J!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's true money can't buy us happiness but I use money for my temporary happiness. I think I'm growing up to be a materialistic. Blame my situation. When I'm stressed, I do this, I do that. I'm becoming to be more like Isla Fisher in 'Confessions of a Shopaholic'. Seriously, I see myself like her. I is sanggup line up with other shoppers just to get the latest designer handbags. And when the big door of the entrance opens, everbody fleeds in like nobody's business and grab whatever nice they can see. And I is sanggup check out the latest Zara collections before I went down straight to the boutiques etc. Like that la...and I swipe my 'magic card' a lot. Luckily, tak bankrupt. Betol, serious. Hur hur. But I'm trying to control myself. I think I should give a pat on my back for not RSVP Reebonz sales at the F1 Pit today. But I'm disappointed you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;:( Very, very disappointed because I didn't go. I'm controlling, remember? But I want to get another Kate Spade. I already have my eyes on it. It's so elegant! Omg! So omg!! I just bought a Couch classic black last week. Crazy or not? Crazy right?? Crazy, crazy, crazy. Am I the only one like this?? I'm so bored. Maybe I should just attend the catwalk session recommended by someone. Learning how to walk right in heels haha. Since I ditched another interview today. Mom don't approved anymore. SIGH some more!! SIGH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1085424485956840195?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1085424485956840195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1085424485956840195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1085424485956840195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1085424485956840195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/shopaholic.html' title='Shopaholic!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3759544351345438800</id><published>2011-02-18T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:44:45.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You don't need to be jealous of me, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing to be jealous about....I'm not some hotstuff or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If things gets difficult, then don't bother me la....let me do my own stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haiya...susahlah macam ni...same story jugak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jadi single susah, tk jadi single pun susah....abih nak jadi ape sekarang??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3759544351345438800?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3759544351345438800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3759544351345438800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3759544351345438800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3759544351345438800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-dont-need-to-be-jealous-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4056185429558234683</id><published>2011-02-16T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:40:30.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I wonder whether this is the usual moody fucked up days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You see, in the end I'm the one feeling that so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eventhough I try to compose myself, things turns out be challenging at the same time funny and painful. Very funny. Funny, funny. Heh. It goes round, and round, and round, and round again and again. Like that la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wahlau....I seriously need a dose of laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After that incident on 14 Feb, I felt a terrible effect, physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I felt sick. If I break my bone, I don't know what to say already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Try to find comfort at home, but war's at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I didnt break down because of 14 Feb, but it's more of fighting makes me so sad especially when it involves my folk's marriage. I used to think so negatively and just be prepared for the worse to come. It sucks ya but I think everyone's pretending. You people just have no idea how it seriously breaks my heart. If everything's at the verge and there's nothing else to say.............yes its so sucky............if it fails, I will seriously lose hope. Fuck la fuck ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And talking about at the verge, I just had more sad news coming by. My cousin is in the hospital. In critical condition, admitted in ICU. Breathing is a difficult and painful thing for him. He cried. And he's still young, not married. God bless him. If I were him, it's definitely so dreadful. The worst of the worst. I pray hard God will give him a miracle to live. I want to see him. Still finding time though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And yes I know this is life. Sooner or later I'll be gone too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And I know there's commotion about me now....bebual la korg, bebual. Ape2 jelah and sape2 jelah....korg memang tau bebual je...in the end, aku sorang jugak. Tido lagi best. Bangun tido, kalah org ade hangover hehe. Arrggghh shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4056185429558234683?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4056185429558234683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4056185429558234683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4056185429558234683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4056185429558234683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/blah.html' title='BLAH!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-666202430507557998</id><published>2011-02-13T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:08:39.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUQcaEyg7tA/TVdrOnIazcI/AAAAAAAADx8/U1hhpRDPAs0/s1600/New%2BYork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573040962660912578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUQcaEyg7tA/TVdrOnIazcI/AAAAAAAADx8/U1hhpRDPAs0/s400/New%2BYork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Would love to drive through here some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;The New York City vibes just rushed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-666202430507557998?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/666202430507557998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=666202430507557998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/666202430507557998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/666202430507557998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-york-city.html' title='New York City'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUQcaEyg7tA/TVdrOnIazcI/AAAAAAAADx8/U1hhpRDPAs0/s72-c/New%2BYork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6176945738874958131</id><published>2011-02-12T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T21:16:47.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying to myself today, "Why the hell am I here??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;when I was wondering about aimlessly, alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Yes, you read it right. ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm supposed to be surrounded with people showing me some love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;but I just don't know why I end up being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ziza and being alone goes along so well, so cliche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I felt I was being ditch but well, it's okay, it's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Chill. Double Chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572762899820291714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccPkBlS-N9o/TVZuVOVDpoI/AAAAAAAADxs/S1_noAkpORc/s400/Term%2B1%2B173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So while walking aimlessly, I just need something to cheer up. Came across Hershey's Chocolate World..omg! I feel like buying the whole store but let's not be greedy. Chocolates are indeed magic. The moment it melts in my mouth and goes down my throat, automatically it just boost my whole system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572762906344776098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2XzH0ULBFw/TVZuVmonYaI/AAAAAAAADx0/4njuRjypUAc/s400/Term%2B1%2B175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Should have buy the kisses la haiya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Now I'm home but nobody's home. See, I told ya. Me being alone is so cliche. At least, I didn't have the urge to cry. If I wanted to cry, I'll just stuff myself with more chocs! I just hate waiting. Waiting because something awful just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6176945738874958131?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6176945738874958131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6176945738874958131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6176945738874958131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6176945738874958131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/chapter-13-i-kept-saying-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccPkBlS-N9o/TVZuVOVDpoI/AAAAAAAADxs/S1_noAkpORc/s72-c/Term%2B1%2B173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1464885338473634819</id><published>2011-02-12T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:49:45.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCbR9wVJYWc/TVVw7rUC47I/AAAAAAAADxk/KUy7eec9R5k/s1600/by%2Bthe%2Bwindow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572484284482249650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCbR9wVJYWc/TVVw7rUC47I/AAAAAAAADxk/KUy7eec9R5k/s400/by%2Bthe%2Bwindow.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; Awesome and awful has two great meanings. It's mummy's birthday. And I just have to cry. I fear of what's going to happen when the sun rises on the 12th of Feb and at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I've to smile for the sake of the most important person in my life, mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mummy do you know that I see tears in my eyes today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's not because I'm sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I fear oh~ my heart will break with all the little creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mummy, I want to put this to an end. I seriously do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pray for me. Pray with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today's a gamble Mummy, and somewhat like a Monopoly game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You win some, you lose some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's either I go home to you today, smiling widely from ear to ear or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;with puffy eyes and shattered hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sometimes you just don't know what to expect, the best or the worst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That's LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Good luck to 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/3958824844149599414-1464885338473634819?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1464885338473634819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1464885338473634819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1464885338473634819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1464885338473634819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-and-awful-has-two-great.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VCbR9wVJYWc/TVVw7rUC47I/AAAAAAAADxk/KUy7eec9R5k/s72-c/by%2Bthe%2Bwindow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3135068659828008515</id><published>2011-02-10T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:26:09.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBLUvNkIkSU/TVPYKi3qOlI/AAAAAAAADxc/bPUfdSdNcmM/s1600/tumblr_lc4t6jeL1n1qbaqm5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572034839657986642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBLUvNkIkSU/TVPYKi3qOlI/AAAAAAAADxc/bPUfdSdNcmM/s400/tumblr_lc4t6jeL1n1qbaqm5o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm just taking a chill pill. An unusual but minor detail could be the only thing standing in the way of why I stumble upon things. Everything's written for me nicely. I just have to be there to make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3135068659828008515?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3135068659828008515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3135068659828008515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3135068659828008515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3135068659828008515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-just-taking-chill-pill.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBLUvNkIkSU/TVPYKi3qOlI/AAAAAAAADxc/bPUfdSdNcmM/s72-c/tumblr_lc4t6jeL1n1qbaqm5o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3546181859468515857</id><published>2011-02-10T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:08:40.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Jerry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry Good Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572028829620553266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TVPSstvExjI/AAAAAAAADxU/Ua7UUaFMyv8/s400/BEN%2BN%2BJERRY%2BETC%2B146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572027565738664226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TVPRjJaJoSI/AAAAAAAADxM/cTn-uFtpDEQ/s400/BNJ%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572027563034442850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TVPRi_VafGI/AAAAAAAADxE/k0UeqiLL9N4/s400/BEN%2BN%2BJERRY%2BETC%2B129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572027555998110114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyu6T0vX-go/TVPRilH0kaI/AAAAAAAADw8/R46_32YerrU/s400/BEN%2BN%2BJERRY%2BETC%2B101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if we've grown up, have our own family in the future and get busy with life,&lt;br /&gt;I'll still keep them like my own treasures&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I know I should be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3546181859468515857?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3546181859468515857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3546181859468515857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3546181859468515857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3546181859468515857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/ben-jerry.html' title='Ben &amp; Jerry'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TVPSstvExjI/AAAAAAAADxU/Ua7UUaFMyv8/s72-c/BEN%2BN%2BJERRY%2BETC%2B146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-423601434710449081</id><published>2011-02-04T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:22:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cause you're amazing just the way you are :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XldgHq9nWso?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="500" height="330"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-423601434710449081?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/423601434710449081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=423601434710449081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/423601434710449081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/423601434710449081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/02/cause-youre-amazing-just-way-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XldgHq9nWso/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6514607056560521987</id><published>2011-01-30T18:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:23:52.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TUVEd75mzeI/AAAAAAAADww/fqLMl3eaSkI/s1600/Term%2B1%2B2011%2B058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567931795399691746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TUVEd75mzeI/AAAAAAAADww/fqLMl3eaSkI/s400/Term%2B1%2B2011%2B058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; The last day I'm wearing my old long tresses is the day at the airport sending Bibik (househelper) back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;where I stick out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tongues with the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cari gadoh, cari pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TUVB1i_x6tI/AAAAAAAADwo/iYsnHZ-LXHQ/s1600/Term%2B1%2B2011%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567928902496676562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TUVB1i_x6tI/AAAAAAAADwo/iYsnHZ-LXHQ/s400/Term%2B1%2B2011%2B066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now it's like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;! I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; for Victoria Beckham's this time round. I'm just loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like how Kelvin the stylist get his hands on my tresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Got a new highlights to complete the look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tadaa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whoooo! I tell you I've always love short hairstyles. Just suits me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even everybody says so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to follow suit anybody or become their follower or something like that huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's just me. It's just the hair that suits me. And truthfully, it's my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But so what if I copy people or decide to have the same haircut? Does it gonna hurt you very much? HAHA! Too bad la if it does. Same goes to whatever I choose to do, whoever I go out with or whoever I befriend with. I'm not the one who have a problem with anyone. Just think thoroughly, so far I come clean with everybody but how about you? It's NOT ME, it's YOU. So don't go around telling ridiculous things that involve me. Get your facts right first. I'm not a fool to follow people. Doesn't mean you're not in good terms with A or B, I have to follow suit you. Follow people for what? Waste of time only and everybody's different. Even if you try to compare my life and my bff, they're completely different from mine. Oh yeah...you already knew the difference right? Because you're so busybody mah. Or jealous about things? Glad if you're jealous then. Or I know! My life's so interesting what...very interesting that every single things needs to be pry on. If you ever feel a tinge of any feeling that involve me, then sorry lor. If you want to pry some more, be my guest...I just don't bother la. Don't care, don't bother because I have A LIFE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am me. I am myself. I'm glad I'm not two faced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Go take a look at yourself in the mirror first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you landed here and read this post then omg, it's a fact you're a KAYPOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Go get a life k. Peace.&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/3958824844149599414-6514607056560521987?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6514607056560521987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6514607056560521987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6514607056560521987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6514607056560521987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/kpo.html' title='KPO'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TUVEd75mzeI/AAAAAAAADww/fqLMl3eaSkI/s72-c/Term%2B1%2B2011%2B058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3304291864154333729</id><published>2011-01-23T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:24:07.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvvcUAuh7I/AAAAAAAADwg/y8r1vYELQ6Y/s1600/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565305034233513906" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvvbme2lzI/AAAAAAAADwQ/YhjAbklZ0Bc/s400/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I felt like a tourist in my own country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just look!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565270880311425938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvQYSvJu5I/AAAAAAAADvw/Sy0uph9bIsU/s400/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565270888141891650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvQYv6FKEI/AAAAAAAADwA/CrZ26bMy8LU/s400/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565270883287950498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvQYd0z5KI/AAAAAAAADv4/Es3WlhjRwmM/s400/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565287444991382034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvfce-nEhI/AAAAAAAADwI/qXCug2msWZ0/s400/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is all because of Riana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeay she's back for holidays from Adelaide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so that explains why these pictures of Singapore icon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She's &lt;em&gt;jakun&lt;/em&gt; mah...but not bad la she still knows the route in Sg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We hopped from one place to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I brought them around Scape and Esplanade for performance theatres at the bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and we walk around some more at some areas and end the day for supper at Mc D's AMK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phewww...I am lucky these 2 ladies never end up bashing me up when I brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;them around these mostly youngster ports and places because I wanted to. Ho ho. They threatened to bashed me up if it's not enjoying for them hahaha. But all I could hear and witnessed are their laughters, singings, dancings and more silly moves and rantings. We were awed by the voice of the lady from Will's Invasion. Ayuuuuuu....your voice so nice. She had this really powerful vocals. Anyway I'm coming to more Will's Invasion and De Fam performances if they invited me again. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Support local talent la...so if there's another upcoming event for Kyabare Seizou, it's easy, I have spotted a lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have fun with reasons behind. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3304291864154333729?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3304291864154333729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3304291864154333729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3304291864154333729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3304291864154333729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-singapore-i-felt-like-tourist-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTvvcUAuh7I/AAAAAAAADwg/y8r1vYELQ6Y/s72-c/Pink%2BPanther%2B%2526%2Bsuch%2B188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2663296369218173801</id><published>2011-01-16T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:29:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTMZfmDhG0I/AAAAAAAADvo/M2VnMYaiFKg/s1600/pink%2Bbouquet.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562817995314633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTMZfmDhG0I/AAAAAAAADvo/M2VnMYaiFKg/s400/pink%2Bbouquet.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Arranged flower bouquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;Arranged marriage&lt;br /&gt;They're just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate it, Love it?&lt;br /&gt;You decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2663296369218173801?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2663296369218173801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2663296369218173801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2663296369218173801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2663296369218173801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/arranged-flower-bouquet-arranged.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTMZfmDhG0I/AAAAAAAADvo/M2VnMYaiFKg/s72-c/pink%2Bbouquet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1213007335779360791</id><published>2011-01-16T00:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:33:46.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burlesque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTHO5H0BvrI/AAAAAAAADvg/mOB_Utu0c0M/s1600/burlesque.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562454495524404914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTHO5H0BvrI/AAAAAAAADvg/mOB_Utu0c0M/s400/burlesque.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Christina Aguilera has indeed a beautiful voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;and she could really act well too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Burlesque&lt;/strong&gt; is a must watch for those who's amazed with her amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;voice and an inspiration for those who are chasing their dreams that's obviously not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;so easy to grasped. So go watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvhIDUQw-Cc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MvhIDUQw-Cc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Here's one song that features her. She is the fire starter of this song&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;and the rest is beautiful. Indeed there's a lot of meaning behind these Castle Walls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I've got a confession. Someone appears in front of me like a firework and suddenly vanished like magic! Haha. Life is so interesting you know. (-__-) Zzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1213007335779360791?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1213007335779360791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1213007335779360791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1213007335779360791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1213007335779360791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/burlesque.html' title='Burlesque'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TTHO5H0BvrI/AAAAAAAADvg/mOB_Utu0c0M/s72-c/burlesque.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4225955471279925915</id><published>2011-01-15T09:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T09:40:34.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every girl thinks that she can change a player.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the truth is it's not the player that NEEDS to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be changed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the GIRL because every player is on a MISSION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to find that&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ONE girl that makes him LOSE his&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;DESIRE to play the GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4225955471279925915?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4225955471279925915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4225955471279925915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4225955471279925915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4225955471279925915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/every-girl-thinks-that-she-can-change.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8951629269766201337</id><published>2011-01-09T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:31:02.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Don't trust too much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Don't love too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Don't hope too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Because that too much can hurt you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I'm reminding myself here...bottom line is, don't expect too much because the next moment you know, things can be so heartbreaking &lt;em&gt;macam nak mati. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's the kind of things that I don't want to know, I don't want to have, I don't want it to stay but I've got to go through it. Mainly known by others as 'obstacles'. Do you have it? I have it too. He, She, You, Him and Her. Nobody is spared. In other words, nobody is alone in going through obstacles because everyone have it. And like the saying goes, 'Be strong. Have faith', it's good to rekindle the light of life again and wonder why things happens for a reason. There's something to ponder about but I need to sleep. Don't worry then, be happy ;)&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/3958824844149599414-8951629269766201337?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8951629269766201337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8951629269766201337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8951629269766201337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8951629269766201337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-trust-too-much-dont-love-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3541437394935336991</id><published>2011-01-08T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T16:23:23.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSf3tzlv8dI/AAAAAAAADvY/9cQqY8_uR2g/s1600/Pink%2Bpanther%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559684631326880210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSf3tzlv8dI/AAAAAAAADvY/9cQqY8_uR2g/s400/Pink%2Bpanther%2B010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hello. It's just the first week of 2011 and I already had so much going on. After all the cryings and wailings, I found Roushen at the end of the day. He reminds me of the boy I met somewhere in 2007. Oh boy, he's so cute :) Seriously cute. Everyone should meet him one day and agree with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;'Pink Panther' captured me and what I need. So that's what I call it, the camera I mean. What I need now is just this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSf3tYm3wXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/hEkVuJghMJo/s1600/Pink%2Bpanther%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559684624083829106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSf3tYm3wXI/AAAAAAAADvQ/hEkVuJghMJo/s400/Pink%2Bpanther%2B017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Yes, chocolates! I hope chocolates can help me. I'm leading a 'silly life' right now. So much of not wanting what I don't want to do anymore. And life here, it's not helping either. Maybe only my cousin knows, I can die of getting pressurised hurhur. Maybe cousin know, why I'm hating things so much and why I've always wanted to run. Try to be in my place, see whether you can take it, see whether you like it or not. But sometimes I try to be strong and get some love here. I feel pity for myself, like everything's slowing me down. I'm getting the signs of sickness again. I thanked Mom for massaging me. I can't take the pain. At least it heals the pain a little. I think I need massage weekly if not I'll just feel nothing but pain. Like I've said, I have pledged not to go therapy anymore because it is inconvenient. Work is one of the reasons I exert myself. I can't expect myself to be so soft in motion, I must be active and fast-paced all the time. Pain is making me cranky and emotional all in one. I told ya. Pain is kinda part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I hate a lot of things now. I hate. I hate. I hate. I even cry for the first time after so long because I hate so much. I hate feeding myself with 'Everything's going to be alright maybe not today but eventually'. Yup. I hate. Want to know what I hate so much? No one can be trusted. If you think I have trust issues, think again. There must be a reason why I don't trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;AND...I'm surprised. I didn't know. They're engaged! It's so nonsensical and funny altogether to think about the past especially about him but yeah...all I can say is, God bless their relationship. Alhamdulilah. Congratulations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So back to me. Till then, living this momentum life. Perhaps I should observe the little things in life that makes it beautiful. Life's so beautiful. Oh yeah. Peace. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3541437394935336991?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3541437394935336991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3541437394935336991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3541437394935336991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3541437394935336991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSf3tzlv8dI/AAAAAAAADvY/9cQqY8_uR2g/s72-c/Pink%2Bpanther%2B010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5524702698396915891</id><published>2011-01-03T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:55:38.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkshHySfRD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkshHySfRD8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;When I felt just about worthless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how many quotes and song lyrics I post up or however how much I write my heart out, sometimes words just can't describe how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;I just have to feel it for myself and that's all there is to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-5524702698396915891?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5524702698396915891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5524702698396915891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5524702698396915891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5524702698396915891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5360707335744577184</id><published>2011-01-03T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T16:26:04.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;My new toy, device and helper :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Finepix z300 3.0" LCD Touch-Screen and it comes with a stylus. Just in time of what I needed because my Canon dropped in Bali and the lens is spoiled but I havn't send it for service. Boohoo! I felt so sad but I just kept quiet but yeay I got this touch-screen digital camera which I don't really need to worry about the lens getting spolied when it drop because the lens is not like any other ordinary lens where it zooms in and out. It doesn't need all that zooming in and out as it is static...just there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557863403457235186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSF_UZE2SPI/AAAAAAAADvI/V4aTdysMVSI/s400/fujifilm-finepix-z300-digital-camera-lcd-touchscreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's available in four colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSF_UdhHBcI/AAAAAAAADvA/kIJvMw-f7xI/s1600/fujifilm-finepix-z300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557863404649514434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSF_UdhHBcI/AAAAAAAADvA/kIJvMw-f7xI/s400/fujifilm-finepix-z300.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I choose the pink one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557863398448205218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSF_UGamjaI/AAAAAAAADu4/9vZ2EEqcKYk/s400/pink%2Bfinepix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Happy capturing photos!&lt;/p&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/3958824844149599414-5360707335744577184?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5360707335744577184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5360707335744577184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5360707335744577184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5360707335744577184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-new-toy-device-and-helper-d-finepix.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TSF_UZE2SPI/AAAAAAAADvI/V4aTdysMVSI/s72-c/fujifilm-finepix-z300-digital-camera-lcd-touchscreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5634067447901921372</id><published>2011-01-02T08:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T14:36:38.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TR_KXrAPXFI/AAAAAAAADuw/gkKvSothLug/s1600/russian_roulette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557382973228014674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TR_KXrAPXFI/AAAAAAAADuw/gkKvSothLug/s400/russian_roulette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is handing someone a gun and letting it point to your head believing that he won't pull the trigger. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own interpretation of love is not by saying 'I love you'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is keeping quiet for other's sake. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a sacrifice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is giving up your happiness for someone else happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I do is just not between my love-hate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;relationship with the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it goes to say for everyone else that matters to me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be it my family and my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of the time they're not aware of how &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurtful they can make me feel but &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I choose not to show, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ignore my feelings for a moment and attend to them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;They may say or do things out of desperation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;due to a lot of reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Look, I see it as I'm not the only one getting pressurised but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;they're pressurised by things too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, if love is great...I hope everyone won't be surprised if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;decided to make an abrupt decision to 'get well'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Trust me, it wasn't even any part of my plans in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just have this very strong feeling to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Keeping quiet is demolishing me so much inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while I've not been posting about 'Love'. So there you go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like playing Russian Roulette in the casino LOL...just a random thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3958824844149599414-5634067447901921372?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5634067447901921372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5634067447901921372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5634067447901921372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5634067447901921372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TR_KXrAPXFI/AAAAAAAADuw/gkKvSothLug/s72-c/russian_roulette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2432975550827239161</id><published>2010-12-31T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:14:19.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy NEW YEAR 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KewfYKJy8YU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KewfYKJy8YU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let's LOCA LOCA LOCA to the year 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My resolution is simple, I want an Audi :D It's okay to have big dreams right? Hahaha...who knows I might get one few years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite let's be serious. My resolution is to save up more $$$. I even have a coin bottle that I got from the exchange gift and I already start putting coins in it. Well, saving up is important ya know. Same goes to having insurance and investments. I might look so gullible and nerdy and geeky, like I don't know anything but I know my stuffs. Financial planning is extra important for me. It's not about materialism but the fact is, in order to live we need money. It doesn't matter if your company pays you little but if you set your priorities right, you'll survive anyway. So if you havn't start, let's make 2011 resolution to save up your dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish in 2011...to be in the pink of health. 2010 bring lots of physical painful moments for me thus I don't want that anymore. Absolutely, I must thank God for letting me live and experience another new year coming in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hello 2011!! Looking forward to a brighter you :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2432975550827239161?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2432975550827239161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2432975550827239161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2432975550827239161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2432975550827239161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy NEW YEAR 2011'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3596861588530653730</id><published>2010-12-30T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T01:59:33.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Reflection time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I thought growing up was something that happened automatically as you got older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But it turns out that it's something you have to choose to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not that I dislike growing up but sometimes everything just happens so suddenly and like a big bang of plastic coloured balls all thrown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to you at one time. Like woah..I never expected that. But hey, I tried to be kind to my own shadow. It's like I'm all that I've got. I gave myself chances. I gave myself a chance to get a breather. I quit rushing over things. I guess I've outgrown the norm things that keeps haunting me. The biggest problem in the world could have been solved when it is still small. To be happy, all I've got to do is be the master of my fate, the captain of my soul but I'll not hesitate should the chance befall on me, I'll be the slave of my heart. Sometimes you've got to follow the heart because the brain just screw things up, right? Ho ho ho. The key word is, &lt;em&gt;I live my life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: I've started to love the colour, sunkist orange and I'm always hungry...I dare not weigh myself but am I happy or what?? Hur hur.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&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/3958824844149599414-3596861588530653730?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3596861588530653730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3596861588530653730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3596861588530653730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3596861588530653730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/reflection-time-i-thought-growing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-773274874381043842</id><published>2010-12-25T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T16:04:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;As I take life to new extremes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TRW2HteK6NI/AAAAAAAADug/NIraZfLkN08/s1600/Ziza%2BBlackRouge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554545959012853970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TRW2HteK6NI/AAAAAAAADug/NIraZfLkN08/s400/Ziza%2BBlackRouge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I tried DIVING in the middle of the sea in Bali!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TRWzkQ810XI/AAAAAAAADuY/qwiq1t4aLa8/s1600/diving%2BZIZA%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554543151038189938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TRWzkQ810XI/AAAAAAAADuY/qwiq1t4aLa8/s400/diving%2BZIZA%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt; I look awkward here..like super wanting to drown already hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello, first thing first I don't know how to swim. I just know the basics from swimming lessons in elementary school but really, I don't know how to swim HAHA but I survived diving!! I'm so terrified and so focused about my breathing that I don't quite enjoy seeing the fishes swim right in front of me. Maybe next time I'll learn to relax and just enjoy the underwater view. It was a superb experience I must say. Didn't have the chance to try surfing, it is very tempting to feel and be in the waves. Parasailing was opted out also because of bad weather condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Surfing and parasailing soon. I just don't feel like going home but I'm home already heh. &lt;br /&gt;I love Bali, seriously.&lt;/div&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/3958824844149599414-773274874381043842?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/773274874381043842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=773274874381043842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/773274874381043842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/773274874381043842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-i-take-life-to-new-extremes.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TRW2HteK6NI/AAAAAAAADug/NIraZfLkN08/s72-c/Ziza%2BBlackRouge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5297581593941107300</id><published>2010-12-15T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T11:24:10.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Promise This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8F1q0Vn4u4g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8F1q0Vn4u4g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Love the dance chereograph and the bold red lipstick...so rouge. I remember I had only put on a red lipstick during a bridal shoot to suit the outfit. Anyway, another Cheryl's song that makes me sing along all day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-5297581593941107300?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5297581593941107300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5297581593941107300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5297581593941107300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5297581593941107300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/promise-this-love-dance-chereograph-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7048296554747707174</id><published>2010-12-13T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T00:02:43.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;As we grow up, we realise it becomes less important to have more friends and more important to have real ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've nailed it down. I've got it. I might have done or say something wrong that's beyond my control. When I'm at my weakness point, maybe I spout things that I'm not suppose to. Yes? No? Then, I apologise for that. Let me remind again, I'm just human. And human have all sorts of feelings and the most important feeling that they want to feel is of course, to be HAPPY. Hey, same here. Feeling happy is important. But you know what? I'm just disappointed that it's just not right for me to seek happiness from friends that I trusted but instead I have to find all the happiness in the world on my own. It's true that I control my own happiness but what am I suppose to do when all the happiness that I thought would last a little longer and wait up for me, fails on me? Do I have to slowly die because of depression? No help, no seek from anyone, nothing...so what am I left with? I'm entitled to find happiness on my own when everybody's telling me I'm not suppose to be alone. Hurhur how contradicting things can be? Maybe you forget who used to pick up your calls at wee hours at 2 or 3 in the morning, feeling devastated and sad and runs to me for comfort. Even though I really hate people disturbing my sleep at that hour, I still feel that it is important to pick up the calls because you are my friend. Maybe you've forgotten me, your friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Maybe I'm not even your friend, just the normal 'people come and people go'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Tell you what, I don't even need your birthday wish if you just exist to remind me to make myself happy all by myself. From what I see things, you're just telling me to be selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, this is life. My start of as a 22 years old...at the end of the day I can either focus on what's tearing me apart or what's holding me together. I'm wiser now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7048296554747707174?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7048296554747707174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7048296554747707174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7048296554747707174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7048296554747707174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-we-grow-up-we-realise-it-becomes.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-9037611657652279118</id><published>2010-12-13T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:36:09.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;December the 13TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166891793060578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TQYnYc11kuI/AAAAAAAADt8/0v6A3jPhFBA/s400/22nd%2BBirthday%2B014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Double- Two finally!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550169736131084706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TQYp-A03gaI/AAAAAAAADuM/nawfHSc1F7E/s400/22nd%2BBirthday%2B019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Birthdays are reminders that God had given me another year to breathe, to live and to walk on this Earth. Thank you God. May everyone's blessings and prayers be with me throughout my lifetime. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-9037611657652279118?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/9037611657652279118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=9037611657652279118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/9037611657652279118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/9037611657652279118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-13th-im-double-two-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TQYnYc11kuI/AAAAAAAADt8/0v6A3jPhFBA/s72-c/22nd%2BBirthday%2B014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6888770770612035190</id><published>2010-12-10T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:19:46.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love the way you lie Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRDpn7ePJrc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRDpn7ePJrc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just a lady's thought...her own piece of mind. It give me chills how this song and every single part of the lyrics is so cliche to mine. I feed myself with a lot of 'It's over now'...it's really over now. Over. I really see no point of keeping someone in my life if I feel that I'm always at lost, my pride is being stepped on and I always have this revengeful feeling and fighting is so momentum in almost everyday that it keeps me satisfied. I don't get what the person is trying to convey. First you love me then you hate me to the core then you love me back and then hate me to death. Lost your mind already? Its just crazy. Sometimes I wish I could wake up and not feel that awful, familiar ball of gut wrenching dread at the thought of another battle day. Get what I mean? Thank you for asking me to get lost. I really appreciate that 'finally get lost' battle because I'm confident enough I'm much happier without you even though how scary everything is, I still have a problem. The problem is, I love you, idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6888770770612035190?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6888770770612035190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6888770770612035190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6888770770612035190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6888770770612035190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-way-you-lie-part-2-just-ladys.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1584119567158538142</id><published>2010-12-10T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T19:21:03.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm sure gonna miss the times when I'm home alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will blast out loud the volume from the radio when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm eating on the couch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(when Mom's around, she dislike this behaviour haha), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when I'm in the kitchen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when I'm doing housework &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;or doing everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I just love music around me, I mean who doesn't? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Feels so carefree and independent and I even dream if I have a house of my own...hmm...I would want the same comfortable couch and stool where I can simply lie down after a hard day's at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am sure gonna miss the NO RULES period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They're coming back...VERY SOON in a few hours time! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1584119567158538142?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1584119567158538142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1584119567158538142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1584119567158538142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1584119567158538142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-sure-gonna-miss-times-when-im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4838053852247291372</id><published>2010-12-10T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T17:48:22.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Just Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7VGOnV2QhU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7VGOnV2QhU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And someone said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Ziza , you might be too tied up in work to concentrate on romantic issues for a while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Really? May I correct your sentence? I work hard to avoid romantic issues for...seems forever and always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck! Raise your glass to girls out there, the  strong ones, those who never gave up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;even if it hurts so much inside. To those who put up with the lies, betrayal, the tears and sleepless nights, the wasted hours and days waiting for a call that never came. To those girls who learn from the hurt and pain, moved on and become stronger. They're not girls no more, they're women. Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4838053852247291372?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4838053852247291372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4838053852247291372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4838053852247291372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4838053852247291372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-tonight-and-someone-said-ziza-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3120728606249471357</id><published>2010-12-08T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:17:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advance Birthday Candle to Blew On!! *Phoofff&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-bSWJftyI/AAAAAAAADt0/TqQHL_5bNZs/s1600/Birthday%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548324005429098274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-bSWJftyI/AAAAAAAADt0/TqQHL_5bNZs/s400/Birthday%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for the Swensens treat and the big piece of cake :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was already so full but I've to finished up the cake&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and they happily tell me off,&lt;br /&gt;"This the only way we can saboo you!"&lt;br /&gt;and then laughed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA RIGHHTTT&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone!&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So what would you do if your birthday falls on a freaking MONDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Simple!! Don't make it BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;There's really no reason for someone to be blue in December&lt;br /&gt;because a lot of awesome things happens in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's the holiday month. Everybody's on vacation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, you get BONUS, pay double double extra extra right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, SALES SALES everywhere shopping is so heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Christmas! You got lots of presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, Zoukout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, New Year!! Party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least..you must all really look forward to this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!! YIPPEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But my truly and sincerely birthday wish is for my Mom and Dad to touch down safely back to Sg...I really miss them so much. It's really not easy without them. I'm looking forward to fetch them at the airport. Only then, I can really enjoy my birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3120728606249471357?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3120728606249471357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3120728606249471357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3120728606249471357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3120728606249471357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/advance-birthday-candle-to-blew-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-bSWJftyI/AAAAAAAADt0/TqQHL_5bNZs/s72-c/Birthday%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3094812198458274479</id><published>2010-12-08T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:38:20.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think I better start to think about packing my luggage NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;because there's A LOT to bring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548272749021257634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP9sq1JkX6I/AAAAAAAADtM/yAB2-kNkphE/s400/Lollipops%2B008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't you think I'm very particular about my things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Indeed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I travel, I will put my own shampoo, conditioner, body bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in small bottles and carry it in the luggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just dislike using the hotels/ resorts bath set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Their shampoos makes my hair very dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I found this attractive coloured aluminium mini bottles at Daiso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;$2.00 each...worth the buy huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Perfumes miniature or Eu De Toilette is very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Easy to carry anywhere...so I'll bring the Juicy Couture miniature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in my handcarry and a bigger bottle of perfume in the luggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holiday must mandi minyak wangi mah..Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very particular about where I put my accesories when travelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The necklace keeps on getting entangled here and there like nobody's business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or I just couldn't find the other pair of earring as it went missing somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I use this jewellery roll from Victoria Secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It comes with zip pockets too to put bangles and rings inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-Dzepx64I/AAAAAAAADtU/-X1UX0Pl5I0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548298186368609154" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-Dzepx64I/AAAAAAAADtU/-X1UX0Pl5I0/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548300421492832706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TP-F1lI6-cI/AAAAAAAADtc/71QXXgXwV2c/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Easy peasy to find in the luggage right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now...I've to find storage to contain my medicines and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heels!! 1 or 2 pairs??&lt;br /&gt;Hey com'mon I've got an event.&lt;br /&gt;Where to put those heels then??&lt;br /&gt;My luggage is so small, dont even have space for Fiona (Shrek).&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss her ya know :(&lt;br /&gt;Being a girl/ lady is quite troublesome when packing huh?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hairi ask for a change of place with my bro so he could sit with me in the airplane. Wah lau then what...admire each other's face huh for 2 hours?? Hany join us la then we can become threesome! I think the Pilot will throw us out in the sky if we all sit together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kecoh rabak punye hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&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/3958824844149599414-3094812198458274479?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3094812198458274479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3094812198458274479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3094812198458274479'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RWYOXKx3OGU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RWYOXKx3OGU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="490" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the world that I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Let the world wash away all the pain of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I know my kingdom awaits&lt;br /&gt;and they've forgiven my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Tell the world that I'm coming home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3991098947633967704?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3991098947633967704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3991098947633967704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3991098947633967704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3991098947633967704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-coming-home-im-coming-home-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5875335605664466934</id><published>2010-12-04T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:20:51.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well, I'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;After for almost a week 'losing' myself and fighting over things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yes you read it right, I fought again, argued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I think I am a born fighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;There's always no peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sometimes I feel life is just like a war that I have to fight till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't even like to pick up a fight but I just don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;why people like to find my faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Seriously I'm tired, I'm sad and I'm so upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It just ended like that, everything's ended, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I lost it all in the blur of start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I swear and I promise I won't turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm just leaving everything behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Do I even have a choice??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You get lost from my life and I'll get lost from your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm VERY UPSET, YOU GET IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Now I know the true meaning of 'Words are just words'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Such a f***er, I knew it, like the power of instinct, promises will never come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I kept swallowing the bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I slept through...I put myself to sleep just to console myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;that the promise will never never never come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When I woke up, it's true. I am right. I knew it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Now tell me do I have all the right to be angry when promises are broken and it's the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;NO, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So morons like you affects me so badly that I totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;lost all the trust in people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm trying hard not to make an enemy in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I seriously nearly lost and left the real me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;or have I lost a part of the real me already? I guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I did a lot of things that wasn't me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;things that people don't believe that it's Ziza at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And again I'm not proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Same thing....I'm immune to all the odds and bitterness in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pick myself up and move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's really hurting nak mampos but I'm thankful I'm still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I hope my parents will pray for my well-being in life in the holy lands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;If strong wasn't enough, make me stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm not crying..............................I really don't have tears anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;*Phooff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Let's hope the next post will be a happier one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Celebrated my advance birthday at Swensens, thanks to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but when my upset mood sets in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm totally not proud to turn a year older like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What's the point when I don't believe in promises and I mistrust people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&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/3958824844149599414-5875335605664466934?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5875335605664466934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5875335605664466934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5875335605664466934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5875335605664466934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-im-back-after-for-almost-week.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2724465611790173933</id><published>2010-12-02T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:31:31.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I stare at my reflection in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Why am I doing this to myself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Losing my mind on a tiny error, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I nearly left the real me on the shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/3958824844149599414-2724465611790173933?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2724465611790173933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2724465611790173933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2724465611790173933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2724465611790173933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-stare-at-my-reflection-in-mirror-why.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5145197509533132927</id><published>2010-11-30T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:55:25.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TPSCfkQZWlI/AAAAAAAADtE/RFIpn2AvraU/s1600/tumblr_lc7y5xyklx1qbpwzeo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545200520019925586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TPSCfkQZWlI/AAAAAAAADtE/RFIpn2AvraU/s400/tumblr_lc7y5xyklx1qbpwzeo1_500.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the hidden admiration is so hidden. I can't go on if it's a taboo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and people being judgemental. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is me swallowing my pride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-5145197509533132927?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5145197509533132927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5145197509533132927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5145197509533132927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5145197509533132927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TPSCfkQZWlI/AAAAAAAADtE/RFIpn2AvraU/s72-c/tumblr_lc7y5xyklx1qbpwzeo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3570478232253927576</id><published>2010-11-29T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T12:51:53.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm so lazy to sort out my feelings right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm feeling so wrong and at the same time feeling so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know it won't last or maybe it would but I'm already somewhat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;very near the line of drift away zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not feeling straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me declare...I'm feeling it all over again, I don't find man attractive anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But instead...............ya I know it sounds crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just need somewhere, just somewhere to let this out cause I'm feeling this strongly again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't blame anyone though. *Huge Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know I can't have what I feel but I'm feeling different already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm sorry to my being, myself...like I'm not normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay, I need distractions!! F***k it la okay.&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/3958824844149599414-3570478232253927576?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3570478232253927576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3570478232253927576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3570478232253927576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3570478232253927576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-so-lazy-to-sort-out-my-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-9072360089102756665</id><published>2010-11-25T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:11:20.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's raining cats and dogs again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got myself 'hooked' to Slyvia Ratonel's 'It's raining' song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had a good laugh at motorskills development course today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm glad all the fun exercises and stretches reduces my pain and in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no time I'm already active on my feet and giggly back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's indeed a funny day after all haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just need a good laughter and being a kid again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cures it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tomorrow there's a lot of paperwork to finish up for Kyabare Seizou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All the best to us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can't wait, can't wait :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TO5B_GSPbEI/AAAAAAAADs8/b-CaW5GnNcg/s1600/tumblr_lc7ygpAKlz1qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543440743614344258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TO5B_GSPbEI/AAAAAAAADs8/b-CaW5GnNcg/s400/tumblr_lc7ygpAKlz1qbpwzeo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3958824844149599414-9072360089102756665?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/9072360089102756665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=9072360089102756665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/9072360089102756665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/9072360089102756665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/kid-again.html' title='Kid again'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TO5B_GSPbEI/AAAAAAAADs8/b-CaW5GnNcg/s72-c/tumblr_lc7ygpAKlz1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3173171110827929788</id><published>2010-11-25T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:50:39.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Can someone tell me what I should do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am feeling very very very lethargic....I'm like a walking zombie already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;that I trip and fall on my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Yes I had a fall. I am seriously tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Just what is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My body is not functioning again I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I'm in pain, I'm not lying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's very painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I did asked someone to massage but it made no difference after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Can I hire a physiotherapist to come to my house anytime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Rehab centres are only available on weekdays and closes at 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Im very tired and in pain and I have no mood at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Getting out of bed is really difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I just want to lie down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why do we need to make appoinments and wait for another painful days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;just to get treatment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I think it's ridiculously insane and foolish.....stupid right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why are the hospitals for physiotherapy so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; no fast recovery? Just drop the pain, recover and move on...why is there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;no such things??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And lastly why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I am frustated. Urgh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&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/3958824844149599414-3173171110827929788?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3173171110827929788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3173171110827929788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3173171110827929788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3173171110827929788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-someone-tell-me-what-i-should-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1630383547638615404</id><published>2010-11-24T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T00:26:30.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOvqzCGdvFI/AAAAAAAADs0/6IkuKQLrjcA/s1600/tumblr_lbysvj3sew1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542781928867740754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOvqzCGdvFI/AAAAAAAADs0/6IkuKQLrjcA/s400/tumblr_lbysvj3sew1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1630383547638615404?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1630383547638615404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1630383547638615404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1630383547638615404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1630383547638615404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOvqzCGdvFI/AAAAAAAADs0/6IkuKQLrjcA/s72-c/tumblr_lbysvj3sew1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7184291504913380705</id><published>2010-11-20T14:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:50:54.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Universal Studios!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Still can't get enough of it, I will definitely go again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I survived the roller coasters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No puking haha I took my pills in the morning at least it saved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But it was damn terrifying la that I literally shivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Didn't expect it too be in really high speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I really, really, really love the Far Far Away Castle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was magnificent and beautiful...managed to catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the Shrek 4D show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wonder whether my ex date, Lutfi is working that day in the sound room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I kept looking back at the window of the sound room in the theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh well...he promised to bring me to USS one day with free pass but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;dah takde jodoh kan haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nvm I still got the admission for free, it's a retreat lor! Best kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Till next time with cousins or with bestest of friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541537468994877026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd-97z09mI/AAAAAAAADsk/6V22bOgZbHo/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541537461439093410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd-9fqY2qI/AAAAAAAADsc/RgcsxE0Bl00/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541537456780112338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd-9OTmcdI/AAAAAAAADsU/mkvumBk2Q3c/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541526929787108322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd1YeM4u-I/AAAAAAAADsM/BP2nR-spMag/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541526920450732194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd1X7a68KI/AAAAAAAADsE/VQLIFS645ts/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then, we had dinner at the CC rooftop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's 'Cowboy' s theme yeeehaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Food was superb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;line dance was superb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;company was superb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the whole day was a superb one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the most sweetest thing is that I won myself a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Swarovski pen for the lucky draw :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm loving it. I just have to engraved my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;name on it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541560896500953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOeURmEicpI/AAAAAAAADss/5hxC9snh6Js/s400/swarvoski%2B004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541526908070672690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd1XNTSOTI/AAAAAAAADr0/XOUHZgUIewk/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541526903155323442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd1W6_X8jI/AAAAAAAADrs/_IgvwX5OEL0/s400/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B088.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeeehaaaa Cowgirls in the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next project, Oi! Skago for Kyabare Seizou bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7184291504913380705?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7184291504913380705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7184291504913380705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7184291504913380705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7184291504913380705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/universal-studios-still-cant-get-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TOd-97z09mI/AAAAAAAADsk/6V22bOgZbHo/s72-c/USS%2B%2526%2BCOWBOY%2521%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4788675092956099153</id><published>2010-11-15T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:08:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Suke eh buat keje macam ni??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Seronok kan?? Manyak susah hor jadi ini macam single...haiya! Why me? Banyak lagi yang single kan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Help! Help! Die tak betol...tak nak aku...Hide! Hide! Larrriiiii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tolong ar selamatkan aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&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/3958824844149599414-4788675092956099153?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4788675092956099153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4788675092956099153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4788675092956099153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4788675092956099153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/suke-eh-buat-keje-macam-ni-seronok-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6736221489433021348</id><published>2010-11-14T12:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:43:55.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Crowne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mwBFCS6I/AAAAAAAADrk/PmHjFFUBu5w/s1600/Crowne%2BPlaza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539259041798310818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mwBFCS6I/AAAAAAAADrk/PmHjFFUBu5w/s400/Crowne%2BPlaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mTFls_tI/AAAAAAAADrc/ljpOvf37Sm8/s1600/crowne%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539258544792862418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mTFls_tI/AAAAAAAADrc/ljpOvf37Sm8/s400/crowne%2B6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mS5Wq83I/AAAAAAAADrU/zwHEGDP7WCM/s1600/crowne%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539258541508588402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mS5Wq83I/AAAAAAAADrU/zwHEGDP7WCM/s400/crowne%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539258541308996146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mS4nFajI/AAAAAAAADrM/Q4s-OYCELCc/s400/crowne%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539258532012158018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mSV-i7EI/AAAAAAAADrE/Ng-IbPSirkU/s400/crowne%2B5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539258529049036018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mSK8FRPI/AAAAAAAADq8/MFkOsXKELgs/s400/crowne%2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Next, stop please. I want to bowl, nak lepaskan geram haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I've yet to find my brown outfit for event in Perak and checkered shirt for 'Cowboy' theme yeeehaaaaa!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Universal Studios here I comeeeee...like finally kan?&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/3958824844149599414-6736221489433021348?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6736221489433021348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6736221489433021348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6736221489433021348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6736221489433021348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/crowne.html' title='Crowne'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TN9mwBFCS6I/AAAAAAAADrk/PmHjFFUBu5w/s72-c/Crowne%2BPlaza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8806295529209059012</id><published>2010-11-14T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T11:33:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Let's just forget everything and move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm still gonna stick to my plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know about others but in my life, I've to learn to be brave enough to bring myself to wherever I go, be independent. Nothing's permanent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I can run away as far as I want but I know fate will always follow me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;So let's have a toast to this life.  No one is gonna survive forever anyway heh.&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/3958824844149599414-8806295529209059012?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8806295529209059012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8806295529209059012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8806295529209059012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8806295529209059012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-just-forget-everything-and-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6645510407061474358</id><published>2010-11-13T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:18:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-R6t8ikOQEI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-R6t8ikOQEI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's raining! Gotta find a way to get away, get away!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So much of a shocking news...boo ar! Boo again! Work is like a boo, giving me another boo to cry for. And...and...and I couldn't take it anymore. Okay I admit I like him but he doesn't know. I'm sad you know. I like him but I can't tell him. There's a girl with him all along but they're not together. They're close and I'm not sure who is she but I don't want to be a busybody to just barge in their 'blossoming' relationship which I don't know! Everytime he updates his FB status, I was like haiya omg...don't you even think about me? Then I saw the girl reply to his status and so on and so on.....why is it not me instead? Isn't it sucky? Maybe I've know him way&lt;br /&gt;before she knows him but why didn't I get the chance??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, maybe I'm the one clapping with one hand. Eh sucks eh....why do I always have to be the one watching other's happiness that I sacrifice pass me by? I sacrifice you know, I didn't tell. I just keep quiet. Same goes to the past. I know things that they don't know. If I'm evil, I'll just do anything to fight for my happiness but I just shut up. I'll surely know there will be fights and whatsoever but I don't want to make a big fuss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;out of it. It's their life, not mine to deal with...the one who should deal with decisions is God. So now what? Should I just let it be or delete his FB, delete everything like I always do and let their happiness pass me by....and bla bla bla...life kau macam tu eh ziza? Sacrifice, kesian kan orang, tolong orang end up diri sendiri sedih. And I hate this.....I got the feeling after this I have another agenda of hating men I don't like. Tak tau lagi? Lari ar ape lagi, tak suke ape. This part memang aku benci sekali. Why do I always have to meet the wrong ones?? Waste of time you know! Yang aku suke tak bole together ke? I like him :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mom and Dad havn't call yet....wondering how they're doing now. One month!!! Lamenye!!! I need the monkeys now, and cousins and everyone *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6645510407061474358?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6645510407061474358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6645510407061474358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6645510407061474358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6645510407061474358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s raining'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7451272730373952216</id><published>2010-11-11T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:48:08.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LMiQvg3Vys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LMiQvg3Vys?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;OH! WRITTEN IN THE STARS, A MILLION MILES AWAY A MESSAGE TO THE MAIN OOOOOHH.....okay everybody singggg and SCREEEAAAMMM!! I'm exceptionally crazy right now...tomorrow confirm menangis non-stop punye...boo ar! Oh whatever...Hello to whoever reading my blog...I know you're reading, best sangat kan blog ni?? HAHA. Hello and Hie and Goodbye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Com'on continue!! OH! WRITTEN IN THE STARS, A MILLION MILES AWAY....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7451272730373952216?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7451272730373952216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7451272730373952216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7451272730373952216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7451272730373952216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-written-in-stars-million-miles-away.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6302976539926209903</id><published>2010-11-07T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:39:16.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I miss someone that I shouldn't miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;How's that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;This feeling is really silly, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Sigh just let it go...let it go...let it go.&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/3958824844149599414-6302976539926209903?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6302976539926209903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6302976539926209903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6302976539926209903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6302976539926209903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-someone-that-i-shouldnt-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6188503261876872206</id><published>2010-11-06T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:40:52.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, give it away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A Reminder to SELF;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A bell is no bell 'til you ring it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A song is no song 'til you sing it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And love in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Wasn’t put there to stay -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Love isn’t love'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Til you give it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~Oscar Hammerstein, Sound of Music, "You Are Sixteen (Reprise)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I knew it's gonna be a very emotional week for me especially when this is the first time in my whole life my folks are gonna leave me for such a long time. And it's not like they just leave me like that, it's like they're gonna leave me with uncertainty whether they will come back again ...for whatever happens Mom has prepared me 'mentally' to Redha, just pray and leave it to God. Whooo this is heartbreaking...keep consoling myself not to cry but I will still cry in silence. I'm sure gonna miss them, especially Mom. I know I have not been the best daughter that she wanted but I know she still wants the very best for me. She worries alot but I know what she's concerned about. No matter what, I'll still keep her advise with me wherever I go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And the emotional thing is that...I will be very much, Home Alone. Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Hmm...I'll occupy myself with work as much as I can and keep the house clean :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Till then...good night stars, good night moon, good night world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6188503261876872206?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6188503261876872206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6188503261876872206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6188503261876872206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6188503261876872206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-give-it-away.html' title='Love, give it away'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4044976924384352060</id><published>2010-11-06T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T12:33:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TNTKe1lUvhI/AAAAAAAADq0/HgGEv0GKPTY/s1600/4373255816_6e31a9f2f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536272473073696274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TNTKe1lUvhI/AAAAAAAADq0/HgGEv0GKPTY/s400/4373255816_6e31a9f2f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Speak of the devil, I had throat infection...and didn't know the effect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was so bad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had high fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I felt so cold and then hot and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then very cold again and it's driving me insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Believe it or not I went to 'dry' myself out in the hot sun with a shawl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wrapped around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I still feel cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had weird stares because they think I'm crazy but I think they're crazy too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Never see sick people before is it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm giddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But on top of all is, I can't speak properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My pronounciation is bad, my tongue still swells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOO!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't go to the interview...I'm still unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can't talk properly then how to go right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But at least I'm happy cause you know what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY MOM HAS GIVEN ME THE &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREEN LIGHT&lt;/span&gt; WOOHOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do you know how difficult it is just to convince her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm still unsure whether I can get BUT the important thing is I have her blessings :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But she gave me a timeline and I've agreed to take it and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;will see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of course after that she asked me when do I want to get married then? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alah tu belakang punye story la kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It has always been the same thing but I keep consoling myself that I'm strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enough to go through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't want to be compared to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My life and their life is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Doesn't mean everybody starts to settle down, I have to follow suit too right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Their soulmate is already there but mine is still somewhere to be found...so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what do everyone expect me to do? Bite my fingers? No, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maybe God has another plan for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I'm not closing my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For now, I've to recover!! A.S.A.P!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And hope this throat infection won't be a monthly tingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like everbody claimed to be, if not I &lt;em&gt;mampossss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's really draining my energy.&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/3958824844149599414-4044976924384352060?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4044976924384352060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4044976924384352060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4044976924384352060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4044976924384352060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/speak-of-devil-i-had-throat-infection.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TNTKe1lUvhI/AAAAAAAADq0/HgGEv0GKPTY/s72-c/4373255816_6e31a9f2f8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6261520292802101956</id><published>2010-11-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:48:48.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2sAHVgM5e8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2sAHVgM5e8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's finally over!!! Trust me I'm glad and thankful because I'm able to get out of it. I got drifted away, abused, I've hold back countless times but I'm so moving on now. He's hard to forget not because he is such a WOW or an awesome guy, but he will be remembered because he is such an asshole. I'm much more happier now. I choose to be happy. I know what I want. Love is to respect, not abused. If you're an abuser, just get out of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I deserve all the good treats life gave me. I've had a fair share of ups and downs this year. Isn't it a good thing that I treat myself for holidays/ getaways after going through this year?  I know some might say why does she have to go holidays all the time? Let me tell you why. It's because I need it. It's like a therapy. A therapy to 'recover'. The most challenging times is when I fall sick. I thought I would die from all the pain (haha so timid I know) but I survived. I'm worried sick if it might lead to critical illness. I'm young you know and not married but well, nothing is impossible ya know. One minute I could be healthy and alright and the next minute I could be so down and sick. Let me share. I'm not proud to say that the male doctors have had examine my body and have seen my body parts but when you're in pain, you had no choice but to let it be treated by the experts. All along I've been hoping, they could only touch me when I give birth to a child. I guess in life you don't need to hope hehe. That is why I've learn to appreciate life more and the key to lead life is to be happy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As I'm typing these, I don't know what could happen next. It's unusual. I felt a lump in my throat. My tongue is swelling and is already mounting up to the upper gum and it feels heavy. What is this huh? Go to the doctor! But lazy la...let's just hope nothing's serious. Oh wait I remember I can't hope :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6261520292802101956?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6261520292802101956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6261520292802101956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6261520292802101956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6261520292802101956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-finally-over-trust-me-im-glad-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4157944217568927621</id><published>2010-10-31T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:35:39.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firework</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Firework*!! I just love this song as it sends a message of staying positive even if you have a bigger problem than anything and nothing is impossible!! And aren't Katy Perry gorgeous?? Indeed she is! She just got married with Rusell Brand in India...aawwwww....happy marriage to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4157944217568927621?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4157944217568927621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4157944217568927621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4157944217568927621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4157944217568927621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/firework.html' title='Firework'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7463987089586079831</id><published>2010-10-31T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:54:19.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Spooktacular at Sentosa was a blast from the hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533916572816880082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMxrzZNlsdI/AAAAAAAADqE/MYVX6602PMM/s400/spooktacular.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know which one is more louder...my laughter or my screaming LOL. It was more of I was laughing because I was shocked plus the excitement and everything in there seems a hell lot of chaos. At least, I was thrilled hehe. The 'ghosts' and the mad people seems to be a lot more irritating than last year's. They're violent like that. This year they crept out from nowhere under the floor and ready to just grab anyone's leg. Mintak kene smack kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And my other friend is already *panicking at the disco*...she sprint all the way in front &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;leaving us behind...really funny ar I tell you hahahahaha. And fom that chaotic scene I just got myself bruised marks on my arms and wrist. It must have been someone who had grabbed me real hard in the middle of panicking with the 'ghosts'. Tsk. Once again I have to mention that the 'ghost' are super irritating because they went right up to our faces just to scare us but they had to walk away because I'm brave enough to give them the 'I'm not scared' stare (mau step berani je) and they kept blocking our way along the trail so I guess I had no choice than saying 'Excuse Me' to them hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We've got a breather when we ride the sky ride in the middle of the night..twice..kiasu mah. We want the package to really worth our bucks and hell yeah it is! We were expecting to see some 'ghosts' sitting on the other side of the seats while in the air but Sentosa was kind enough to spare us and just let us have a breather for a while from all the ghosts and enjoy the night breeze. The atmosphere was freaky romantic especially with two loud gals with me ahahaha. I'm glad that we had time to finished all 4 attractions; The Wax Museum, The Mad Village, The Curse Island and the Night SkyRide even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 11. 30PM. This time they're really strategic. No more long boring queus and the attractions were split into 4 different locations and everything closes at 11PM. Great, I'm impressed Sentosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh ya! I bought the cheap promo witch hat which flew off whenever the wind blows and I had to took it off most of the time but it goes well with my outfit that night. I was wearing the little black dress, my black stockings and my black flats. Feeling-feeling Sabrina the Teenage Witch la kirekan...Next year must go again! It's a must, must, must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And this gf of mine just thought me how to be pretty insane like her...guess what we will do? Whenever the car travels through the tunnel, we will wind down the windows and SCCCRREEAAAAAMMmmmm OUT LOUD. Mat2 motor confirm terperanjat punye HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Halloween Everyone!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7463987089586079831?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7463987089586079831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7463987089586079831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7463987089586079831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7463987089586079831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMxrzZNlsdI/AAAAAAAADqE/MYVX6602PMM/s72-c/spooktacular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3827945939106588809</id><published>2010-10-26T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:51:48.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I just cut my hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whenever I cut my hair means there's something wrong...it's already a habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So ya there's something wrong going on but I choose to ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To ignore is the best option for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I've downloaded an employment application from the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Still considering whether to go on to the interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm still not confident yet...the requirements seems so perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I'm imperfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's gonna be a tough one...how??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've tried to talk to my folks about this job but they will always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sidetrack to my responsibilities and etc when they're at the holy land, Mecca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This job....they will surely have the pros and cons of it. I'm afraid they won't let me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They're flying off verryyyy sooonnnn...it makes me nervous but I've tried to convince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;myself that everything's gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To tell the truth, I've put aside my dreams at the very back of my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm just simply moving on right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/3958824844149599414-3827945939106588809?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3827945939106588809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3827945939106588809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3827945939106588809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3827945939106588809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/cut-my-hair.html' title='cut my hair'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1568868285001860323</id><published>2010-10-24T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T17:03:41.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMP0Jl8rIgI/AAAAAAAADp8/FBXJmqeRdSQ/s1600/balloon+floating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531533212983697922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMP0Jl8rIgI/AAAAAAAADp8/FBXJmqeRdSQ/s400/balloon+floating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes it just slips away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There's a lot actually that I've wanted to tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but it's just not mean to be told to you...are you gone for good dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh well...I'm gonna say this to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you're gone for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you're gone for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you're gone for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you're gone for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you're gone for good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S I'm back to basic again..no sighing please. Turn life as awesome as can be.&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/3958824844149599414-1568868285001860323?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1568868285001860323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1568868285001860323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1568868285001860323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1568868285001860323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMP0Jl8rIgI/AAAAAAAADp8/FBXJmqeRdSQ/s72-c/balloon+floating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6287471358972057474</id><published>2010-10-23T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T04:19:59.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me the truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tell me something truthfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The truth is a mystery...I don't know the future I'm just enjoying the moment but I know it won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Moment as in 'us'? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You know I'm happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:) ...but well you should realise that one day I will be gone from your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And what would you do then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's either I'm really gone from this world or I'll be gone to continue my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Didn't know I'm that brave to utter such things...like I have taken the power from powerpuff girls or power ranger right? Hehe...well I'm prepared. Soon, I'll be gone...goodbye or the story still continues well I don't know...I don't think I need to succumb myself to think hard enough about what's going to happen next. I'm seriously enjoying every bit and every moment of my life now. I'll always ask myself of 'What if tomorrow never comes?'. Of course I want the best out of my life. I don't want to die in despair. Well, there's a row of toast to end the year 2010. First is our Kyabare Seizou second event, Oiskago Ska Gig in November. I'm looking forward to December. My birthday, the back to back flight from Ipoh, Perak, touch down Sg and then will fly all the way to Bali again! The best part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; is I'm flying with my bff, Syikin Hartnett! We're making a comeback to Bali..reminds me of Eat&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; Pray, Love hehe. I'll try to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;find Kutet in Bali ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6287471358972057474?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6287471358972057474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6287471358972057474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6287471358972057474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6287471358972057474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/tell-me-truth.html' title='Tell me the truth'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2154495665324202178</id><published>2010-10-23T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T02:59:27.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's not easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMHefDh9MSI/AAAAAAAADps/aAFL3yWmpvU/s1600/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530946442492719394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMHefDh9MSI/AAAAAAAADps/aAFL3yWmpvU/s320/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;If she's amazing, she won't be easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;If she's easy, she won't be amazing.&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/3958824844149599414-2154495665324202178?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2154495665324202178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2154495665324202178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2154495665324202178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2154495665324202178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/shes-not-easy.html' title='She&apos;s not easy'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TMHefDh9MSI/AAAAAAAADps/aAFL3yWmpvU/s72-c/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2653906885548538807</id><published>2010-10-20T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:11:43.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="477"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJ2bjStuwyY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XJ2bjStuwyY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="477" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So this is what all left of me....this song. All written here is for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2653906885548538807?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2653906885548538807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2653906885548538807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2653906885548538807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2653906885548538807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-this-is-what-all-left-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7695101994181373776</id><published>2010-10-19T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:04:47.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helloooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Her: You tau tak jadi perempuan ni kadang2 macam tak betul. Yesterday we can be very sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;tadi pagi disappointed, petang happy-go-lucky, malam excited...tml tak tau ape feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Him: I rase you sorg je macam gini haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Her: That's why I'm unique lol!!! Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Him: True enough tapi tak betul jugak la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Because I knew nothing last forever...nothing. Sooner or later they will all disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7695101994181373776?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7695101994181373776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7695101994181373776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7695101994181373776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7695101994181373776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/helloooooooooo.html' title='helloooooooooo'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8492011842396714850</id><published>2010-10-18T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T16:57:00.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="477"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Op0KB_CmAVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Op0KB_CmAVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="477" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; I felt so cheated today. So disappointed....but why must it always be me?? WHY??? There's no wonder why I'm so cold and hard. I'm cursing and swearing at the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Wahlau...I need to sleep..doze off my worries away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-8492011842396714850?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8492011842396714850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8492011842396714850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8492011842396714850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8492011842396714850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-felt-so-cheated-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3624061811194304349</id><published>2010-10-18T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:51:22.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLutzJ08TAI/AAAAAAAADo8/csDTlXyifDo/s1600/K2+grad+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204061850323970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLutzJ08TAI/AAAAAAAADo8/csDTlXyifDo/s400/K2+grad+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Graduation 2010 goes well. For the first time, I've got the chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to sit down and watched the whole performance but I have to secretly laughed to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seeing the kids performing because I've to sit alone in the audience while the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;monkeys were all sitting on the 2nd floor. Sungguh cute and funny!! But it's okay, at least I got to relaxed and enjoy the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after doing the makeups for the dancers and helping out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;throughout preparing the big event :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alejandro, alejandro!! I am in a very 'menyampah' mode now. Freaking annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;benci ar...I'm trying every way to escape but cannot ar...susah ar nak cakap. You and anyone or everyone who intend or thinking about something please stop because it's not going to happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I mean it well....so before I really do an escape, please stop it...I'm hating it so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't care with this 'they say if', very cliche saying whatever the whole lot of nonsense there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because I don't live by those beliefs. If I hate means I hate, don't expect me to 'accidentally' like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no such things for ziza so thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Online shopping lagi bessttt!! I just got to know a very good supplier...and I am going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;be super crazy about this heh. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay bye I'm on a mission!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No work today hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-3624061811194304349?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3624061811194304349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3624061811194304349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3624061811194304349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3624061811194304349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLutzJ08TAI/AAAAAAAADo8/csDTlXyifDo/s72-c/K2+grad+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3993533199431001924</id><published>2010-10-15T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T01:54:17.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLc4uTPgm-I/AAAAAAAADo0/5MZLmn6b99I/s1600/Korea+photos+860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527949435711036386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLc4uTPgm-I/AAAAAAAADo0/5MZLmn6b99I/s400/Korea+photos+860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I choose to believe that everything else is a coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Purely coincidence..Okay maybe I'm lying...I'm just trying to convince myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;First and foremost, I'm traumatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If you've experience trauma, even the simplest things can be insurmountable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Trauma won't just go away over time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;People who had experienced trauma would know this because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we repeatedly relive the trauma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;instead of remembering it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When my heart starts racing fast and I hardly breathe, bite my lips, gripped my hands tight, my face expression changed and a teardrop just roll down my cheek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;then I know I'm in trauma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I can only istighfar and pray to God repeatedly in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That's so traumatising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I pray that everyone's gonna be fine, safe and sound but I know how it feels like to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;in trauma...you're not crying because of the injury, the wound or the blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You're crying because you're in agony and shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Traumatising because you just experience a near death experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;How could I simply forget if it wouldn't for the pole in front of me in the van,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;then I'd already be flown out of the front mirror of the vehicle and lying aimlessly on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I am thankful for the minor injury but until today I can't forget how I was asked to shut up just to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;save the driver from the blame....yes I shut myself up when he's at fault, FUCK that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So ya you see...that driver's 'unguiltiness' was far more important from my life, I've understood that all along but it's okay, never mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There's nothing else I can do except having to live with a trauma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and that's why I didn't want to drive....I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And that was in 2004...sighhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/3958824844149599414-3993533199431001924?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3993533199431001924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3993533199431001924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3993533199431001924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3993533199431001924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/trauma.html' title='Trauma'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLc4uTPgm-I/AAAAAAAADo0/5MZLmn6b99I/s72-c/Korea+photos+860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3586488296325675330</id><published>2010-10-13T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:22:10.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHAT IF someone wants a comeback....what say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Caaabbbuuutttt, Laaaarrriiiiii or STAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's between nak ke tak nak aje....right? Macam faham jer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehe nak bagi answer susah! Worse than O levels exams!!&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/3958824844149599414-3586488296325675330?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3586488296325675330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3586488296325675330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3586488296325675330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3586488296325675330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-if-someone-wants-comeback.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7095061634714041242</id><published>2010-10-11T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:53:18.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLHzSIwbUPI/AAAAAAAADos/u3sPp03TsuU/s1600/girl+wif+lalang.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526465710674104562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLHzSIwbUPI/AAAAAAAADos/u3sPp03TsuU/s400/girl+wif+lalang.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth hahahaha...oh gosh! Life still goes on man...and it's Monday! Monday is so blue and I've yet to finish up painting and constructing the fireplace. Speaking of which, I already got my outfit for Sunday's event. It's worth every dollar that I paid for that outfit but my freaking stubborn hair couldn't even manage to tie up into a bun. Whatever la huh. How time flies..the year is approaching to an end soon and suddenly all I knew I'd already turn 22 and then 23. But till today and just yesterday, and again they thought I'm 17 or 18 year old. I know I look like a geek or a nerd still in school right? Like so selenge right with my specs hahaha...lens are so irritating and I've been warn that I could probably already have infection so wearing lens is actually not advisable for me. I can go blind! I wanna change my frame la, change to the black frame again....that way, will look more selenge hehe. Being selenge is cool mah. Okay till later, keep smiling everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7095061634714041242?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7095061634714041242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7095061634714041242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7095061634714041242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7095061634714041242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-come-to-believe-that-whole-world.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TLHzSIwbUPI/AAAAAAAADos/u3sPp03TsuU/s72-c/girl+wif+lalang.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7297857576133057717</id><published>2010-10-10T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T03:38:41.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have kept the deepest and darkest secret in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but I decided to share it with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At least, it feels good to tell someone about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And how I had survived through it all till this very moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and of every breathe that I inhaled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's a miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I didn't know the strength that I had until being strong is the only choice I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/3958824844149599414-7297857576133057717?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7297857576133057717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7297857576133057717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7297857576133057717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7297857576133057717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-kept-deepest-and-darkest-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7588440220644357761</id><published>2010-10-08T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:16:05.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, Pray, Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pray, &lt;/span&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I knew it will be showing on the 7th October, I had long waited for the day to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Hence, straight away after work I rushed to the movies to purchase a ticket. You see it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;A ticket. That means &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;. I watched it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Eh I sound like a freak, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I knew it's better to watched alone because I knew I'm gonna cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I did not want anyone to see me crying this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I could really connect to her like we're in the same boat..it's just that our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;are different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes you make an abrupt decision because YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Is there even a need to have a why there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes I do things and think with 'I don't know why'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And just like her, I'm in serious trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;because I don't know what to do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;My body is somewhere stuck in a place but my mind, soul and heart is in somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;And maybe, just maybe I've not forgiven myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I've not forgiven myself for failing over things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;There's a time for everything and the strongest thing ever is to &lt;em&gt;pray...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Physically I might always be a lonesome, but HE's always with me...watching over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I might be upset with things that happens in a day but from now I'll remind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;myself to enjoy every joyful moments that happens in that day...I believe there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;always something for me to smile at even though the day has been a dreadful one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Life's a thick book but the answers aren't at the back, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I don't want to search for an answer anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;My past and whoever is in my past is a great Teacher to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;and for that, this is truly not sarcastic...I just wanna say Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you-know-who,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;if you're reading this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;it was an unexpected miss call from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;but hey whatever that has happened between us...it is all past pages in my book of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I had loved you...and you had once loved me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;and that was the most beautiful feeling ever...ever in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Maybe I've not say it to you before or I'm just too lost in my emotionally never-ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;unhappiness towards you....but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Thank you for loving me and having me once in your lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;You're amazing at some point of time in my eyes when no one sees it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Laforet Ziza BlackRouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7588440220644357761?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7588440220644357761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7588440220644357761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7588440220644357761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7588440220644357761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/eat-pray-love.html' title='Eat, Pray, Love'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6069324607398386164</id><published>2010-10-03T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:05:14.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="520"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6O2ncUKvlg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6O2ncUKvlg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="520" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It's true Nelly, it was only just a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-6069324607398386164?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7949285853090145042</id><published>2010-10-01T18:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T19:37:05.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SQUEEZE BRAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel like squeezing my brain. I feel sick inside. I just want to be out in the sun. Wish the heat can suck out my mucus because it is so irritating. I 'm having cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday, I bleed again. I'm startled when I saw blood. I 'forced' myself cause I'm not at ease at all. I don't want to go check ups yet. I'll give myself time. I believe I can handle whatever I'm going through now. And again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the therapist asked me randomly whether am I dieting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Did I skip my meals? I wonder why he asked me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;those questions again. Do I look weak and lacking of nutritions? I guess so haha. Wish I can get well the soonest. Anyway, found Swenswens in Ion Orchard. Don't know right there's Swensens?? Yes but the place so ulu...right at the back as you know Ion is so confusing. Had dinner with G but it's a pity Kinn couldn't make it, she's stuck in the office even after 10.30pm so sian right? It's okay will meet another time, my besties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523035418485458530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TKXDc2i6BmI/AAAAAAAADok/q2k3BhKVNqQ/s400/emergency+landing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RSAF pilots have to make an emergency landing because of mechanical problem. And where does it land?? In an open field between Woodlands Avenue 12 and Woodlands Drive 64. It is where grandmama and auntie lives. No wonder the place so familiar...cool huh? Cool your head la, ziza! My otak tengah sort la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-7949285853090145042?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7949285853090145042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7949285853090145042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7949285853090145042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7949285853090145042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/10/squeeze-brain.html' title='SQUEEZE BRAIN'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TKXDc2i6BmI/AAAAAAAADok/q2k3BhKVNqQ/s72-c/emergency+landing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4933774186903955253</id><published>2010-09-29T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:07:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TKNjr0BXH1I/AAAAAAAADoc/_3iAZEfqxDo/s1600/everything+in+here+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522367172436238162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TKNjr0BXH1I/AAAAAAAADoc/_3iAZEfqxDo/s400/everything+in+here+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If life was chocolates and marshmallows, it would have been great :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And these are actually all served solely and specially just for me...all mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ya very selfish right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know..haha...but I couldn't finish all up la of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but I'm still dreaming of it till today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;marshmallows in chocolate fondue and chocolate tarts omg..*melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For the past few days, I've been a little bit under the weather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;too tired and the same old thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've realised as I get older, I eventually becomes more tired and drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;By the time weekends arrives, I'm already slowing down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I might need a strong encouragement to change my diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If I couldn't do it, then I'll have to pay a visit to capital 'H' again..so bluerghh like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The thing is, it keeps coming and went away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and I don't like all these dieting things but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no proper diet equals to pain. Do I have a choice then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's like dealing with something so 'serious' and no fun at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think something's affecting me lately also....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and this is no fun at all too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sadmuffin.net/cherrybam/graphics/quotes-heartbreak/heartbreak049.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODU3NzU5NjMyMDQmcHQ9MTI4NTc3NTk4NTM1MSZwPTE4MzkwMSZkPWNoZXJyeWJhbS5jb2*mZz*xJm89N2UxNjM1/ODg1YjNhNDZmNDlhMjJjMTVlZDY5ZjliOWM=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Oh well....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sadmuffin.net/cherrybam/graphics/quotes-heartbreak/heartbreak044.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Oh well again....good luck to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When I don't know what else to do, I'll just let nature takes it's course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-4933774186903955253?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4933774186903955253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4933774186903955253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4933774186903955253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4933774186903955253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-life-was-chocolates-and-marshmallows.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TKNjr0BXH1I/AAAAAAAADoc/_3iAZEfqxDo/s72-c/everything+in+here+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1168061223862412490</id><published>2010-09-25T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T02:01:01.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GlZxZ2n2zpw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GlZxZ2n2zpw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl that was too afraid to even realise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-1168061223862412490?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1168061223862412490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1168061223862412490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1168061223862412490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1168061223862412490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-5128529530480860370</id><published>2010-09-22T01:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T02:17:35.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Pray Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="490"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTePOYVyxgM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GTePOYVyxgM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="490" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eat Pray Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I saw it weeks ago in its published book while I was roaming alone. It was an eye-catcher. I should have just grab that book and bought it! Of course I'm going to watch it and movies like these watching alone, it's better. Doesn't it just describes what I'm in now?? So close like that. I don't feel like doing anything, really other than just letting myself go, break away, be free, fly away, travel...yes that's the way. All this life, I'm always searching for something....completely concern about being perfect...I've been with the guys and breaking up with the guys....I have not given myself two weeks of a breather just to deal with myself and the lines goes on..isn't it so cliche? I just bought myself a bright orangey pink dress perfect for a beach just to pleased me....so you see hmmm ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-5128529530480860370?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5128529530480860370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=5128529530480860370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5128529530480860370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/5128529530480860370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/eat-pray-love.html' title='Eat Pray Love'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-1574175872057019445</id><published>2010-09-22T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:20:39.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TJjZH5QM9zI/AAAAAAAADoU/bBJfIeKJ4p4/s1600/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519400072993634098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TJjZH5QM9zI/AAAAAAAADoU/bBJfIeKJ4p4/s400/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dreams comes true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Don't try so hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To believe or not to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's quite hard to believe, at least to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The truth is, I already lost it, I'm late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Prince is not there anymore...like he's gone...vanish into thin air (sounds common right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well I didn't tell him, he didn't know..he will never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;He's with someone else now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm bored with this story...*yawnnnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ignore better la huh? But to ignore this is what I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm like a sore loser when it comes to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm not gonna be sad over this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's like yesterday's and yesterday's and yesterday's stories. Foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And I'm bored of Singapore...god! I wanna fly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Feel like I'm restricted..I wanna break free and see the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Going to book a flight soon maybe tomorrow...let's get out of Sg la please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What if I just close one eye and do something least expect? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Let's just be brave and do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well for now, let me do the honour of being a princess to me and only me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When I'm 50 years old and long live, I want to know that I have lived for &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and not for other people.&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/3958824844149599414-1574175872057019445?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1574175872057019445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=1574175872057019445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1574175872057019445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/1574175872057019445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-more-prince.html' title='No more prince'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TJjZH5QM9zI/AAAAAAAADoU/bBJfIeKJ4p4/s72-c/Portfolios+%26+Bridal+Makeup+108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2202261797699777019</id><published>2010-09-16T21:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T00:38:01.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken arrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vd_ANFrvfLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vd_ANFrvfLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;After every therapy, I always had this heart felt feeling. Like that sad feeling and conscious feeling seeing all the other patients are way too old than me. I had weird stares everytime I walked in the Rehab Centre. Be it the other therapist and the other patients. I know they must be thinking what is this young lady doing here in the Rehab Centre. They get more awed whenever I paid my therapy at the counter. Ya, hello I need therapy just like the other old folks. What to do...this is one of the story in my book of life. I will always walk down that alley and listened to musics and this is one of the songs. Broken Arrows by Pixie Lott. It tells a story of my life too. I'll type it down later. Therapist says I need to eat more, take in calcium because I'm weak and he asked whether I'm on a diet...haha...NO of course not but yeah at times I had problem eating especially when I'm sick, no appetite at all. I can go without consuming food for one whole day. Just now, I can't even lift up my toes when he did the check up...haiz kenapelah kau weak zah?? But I had a good rest and I even take a nap during the therapy when he puts the hot pack on my back. Feels really good and relaxed. I had an ultrasound and IFT too. I still have to undergo therapy again the following week. Still, I have to be positive. It's hard on me but I'm just following the flow of life. The personal side, I think it's just sucky as always. I like somebody for a very long time but I just don't have the courage to tell him. We had an instant connection the moment we knew each other. Maybe I'm sick and you know what? Some guys just dislike sick girls. Being sick is like a nuisance to them. I just don't want to be a burden. He knows about my illness and he seems not bothered much. Isn't it sad? But hey if he can't accept me when I'm at my worst then he doesn't deserve me when I'm at my best. Or maybe it's good to remain only as a friend. But what if it's the right one at a wrong time? Is there such a thing? It's like I have a broken arrow in me and a hero who can't save me. Feel love but can't embrace the love. And what have I just pour out about? Love eh?? Hahahaha..so funny you know...me and love just doesn't have connection. But I like him...what should I do? Remain silent and just let go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2202261797699777019?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2202261797699777019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2202261797699777019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2202261797699777019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2202261797699777019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/broken-arrow.html' title='Broken arrow'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8721673845794612576</id><published>2010-09-15T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T19:55:07.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Screamingggg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SAKITTTT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LAAAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I is SAKIT again...it's painful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've been skipping my medicines and I've been neglecting the exercises...mampos la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Padan muke aku kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Haiya tomorrow I'll be going Physiotherapy again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Luckily, I've made appointment...tak tahan lagi sakit sangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Did I strained myself? Yessss...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Work still have to go on mah....and I've got to admit la I'm rough, I just want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to be quick and do everything as quick as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most of the times, I don't even remember to take care of my movements, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my illness, my sickness etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So ya here's the consequences...take that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So it's back to basics again...regularly take medicines, excercise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;therapy, be extra careful of my movements...ish boring betol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sakit, sakit, sakit, sakit to the maximum....every movement is a pain argghhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay I need therapy, painkiller, diclofenac, anarex, hot pack and everything RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/3958824844149599414-8721673845794612576?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8721673845794612576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8721673845794612576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8721673845794612576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8721673845794612576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/screamingggg.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3837468005737531265</id><published>2010-09-12T17:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T19:33:48.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hari Raya was a blast, awesome, great, bombastic and happy days for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wished everyday would be Hari Raya cause I can meet my uncles, aunties, cousins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nephews and nieces! Best kan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And know what? This year I still get my duit raya hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Abang-abang sedareku kasi lagi...thank you so much la eh hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Photos are cousins from Mom's side...there's a lot more cousins actually but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kite je yang melebih-lebih ambik gambar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dad's side photos belum upload eh...part nak upload2 gambar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;semue pemalas ye macam saya hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay saya ade sikit excited actually pasal saya akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;terbang ke awan biru ke luar negara this December with cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Something important to attend to....hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that means right...err can I celebrate my birthday in the airplane??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Style kan...celebrate birthday in the airplane? Bole lah...nanti tak malu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bawak birthday cake sendiri naik aeroplane haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And alhamdulilah I'm good and fine during Raya...the month of Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is challenging for me but I know it's all part of my 'dugaan' in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I already know my inner strength and my weaknesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Things happen certainly for a reason...and I learn to accept it even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at first I keep blaming myself, my surroundings and everything when unwanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;things happened...kene banyak bersabar babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I keep telling myself that I'm very fortunate compared to others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;at least I can still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wake up from my bed, breathe the air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and not bed ridden or can't walk at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;See how so fortunate you are Ziza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This Ramadhan has certainly changed a part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Because of my sickness, I had bond with a lot of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I had become more closer to those I am not in previous times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Same goes to my cousins...I have a lot of cousins to begin with and sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we can become strangers to each other just because we're not close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And thank you to God again this Ramadhan for the first time ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I felt this very 'special bond' between all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And there's one more thing that Ramadhan brings me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's something so exquisite, so definite, no words can describe how special it is :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I shall keep it low for now, it's really the beginning but I never felt something like this before...and the rest is up to God, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I'm ready, I will be ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If it's my destiny, it's like a fairy tale come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If it's not, I will accept it. There's a lot that God gives us actually. It's just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;awaiting for us to discover it like a hidden treasure. Tuhan tu sayang kite kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haiz...happynye...shall we keep this happiness all the way? Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Praises to Allah for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515985109092942450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIy3O1XUQnI/AAAAAAAADoM/4v7QvyIquME/s400/778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515984613757525122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIy2yAGJnII/AAAAAAAADoE/D_IPCiXKsg4/s400/776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515961515845013874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIyhxhqq0XI/AAAAAAAADns/7v-ii8M80Og/s400/773.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515963405383302002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIyjfgvs-3I/AAAAAAAADn0/ZWB_MYGdOIc/s400/776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515959671894155874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIygGMahomI/AAAAAAAADnM/jNdcYVtlT1w/s400/783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Close cousins...I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay everyone let's continue our jalan raya! Yeah!&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/3958824844149599414-3837468005737531265?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3837468005737531265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3837468005737531265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3837468005737531265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3837468005737531265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-everyone-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TIy3O1XUQnI/AAAAAAAADoM/4v7QvyIquME/s72-c/778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-8764423025483935528</id><published>2010-09-05T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T17:57:46.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2XjdSro0jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2XjdSro0jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enough of tears and sadness! I had enough. Thanks to all supportive people around me. Hopefully I can continue my fast before Hari Raya. Make myself useful, do some errands for Mom, I've yet to do shopping at Geylang for her too but let Dad drive because I still can't carry things (She asked me to buy curtains okay!) Talking about pain, it's still pain la...but I'm trying to forget pain. Know what I did? I played GAMES!! Can you believe that??! Ziza played games. Can't wait for Hari Raya...can't wait to meet everybody again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-8764423025483935528?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8764423025483935528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=8764423025483935528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8764423025483935528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/8764423025483935528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/enough-of-tears-and-sadness-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-2297059859457493552</id><published>2010-09-04T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:13:47.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECOVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I was true blue yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I cried before I finally slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I woke up and cry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;In fact, the whole morning I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mom gave me a booster pill which is so huge like 2.5cm and expect me to swallow it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It looks just like a cockroach egg case...eww..I throw up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Of course I cried the whole time again, its dreadful to even swallow that pill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I really have no appetite...I see noodles as worms and rice as some insects eggs...yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm starting to hate whatever's on my plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The only thing that I ate is chocolates.....thank god I'm starting to eat a little bit today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm so emotional...I can't even bring myself to do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All I did is stared at the blank wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and my tears just flows down like water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My thoughts are just so mixed up like a tornado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I feel tired. Maybe tired of crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm sick of looking so sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Its like I have no protection against illness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I went to work and things starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My sick conscience is so great, I swear I would want to kill it if I had the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I've got to thank a lot to my colleagues and my vice-principal for being so understanding and caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They asked me to go home but I just refused...I did not want to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Being alone makes me insane....after this can see psychiatrist already haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I've promised myself not to cry today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Anarex and Diclofenac calms me down, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But it will only last for 8 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I've yet to get my hot pack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The hot pack is actually part of my therapy also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I remembered the physiotherapist put it on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sighhh..at first, I was really losing hope and that I would always be falling sick like forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I know there's a chance to recover but it also depends on my mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It sucks to think that I'm suffering from all these pain at such a young age....people said this and that, it is so discouraging. Do you think I really want it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;First it was that painfully dying thing and I had to go TTSH and then now I had another pain and had to go to Rehab Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But I've learnt that in this life no matter how young you are or how old you are any possible things can happen to you, even death won't spare you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I admit I'm scared going through all these alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm scared I might have complications in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I feel so handicapped right now. I felt old already. Not able to strain myself and be more active. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm not able to walk quickly like before, run, jump and even dance properly...this is crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And SADLY, I've been advised not to wear high heels or stilettos on Hari Raya but errrr.....I'm travelling in a car....so can I wear it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Please pity me la...I want to wear...so sad like that, I want to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm looking forward to the next therapy at least I'm taken care of and the therapist attend to me when I'm in the Rehab Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It feels good to get treatment....yes, I can recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Pray for my well-being and health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3958824844149599414-2297059859457493552?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2297059859457493552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=2297059859457493552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2297059859457493552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/2297059859457493552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/recover.html' title='RECOVER'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-3518462355769109686</id><published>2010-09-02T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:27:52.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm feeling very very very tired and down right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I went to the doctor and was sent straight to a Rehab Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;to undergo physiotherapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So sadded la...don't know what else to say about my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My spine is already so bend and curved that it needs to be straighten up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sigh...but I must be positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The physiotherapist says I must take time to relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and only then 20% of the pain will be reduce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So before I bend and break, I finally went to do something about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and luckily, it was an early detection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Physiotherapy was good at least it ease the pain a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and I must routinely do the excercise at home too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'll still have to see my physiotherapist regularly for now and take some more pills...boohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;nak nangis ar brape byk obat nak kene telan :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Then keje lagi, must take leave lagi, personal life lagi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;at home not helping either,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;pressure lagi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;SAYA STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;How to relax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I really wish someone can take me away for a while on a rocket and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;blast off from all these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Okay, okay..be positive Ziza, positive.&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/3958824844149599414-3518462355769109686?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3518462355769109686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=3518462355769109686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3518462355769109686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/3518462355769109686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/weak.html' title='WEAK!!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-7914190580749131640</id><published>2010-09-01T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:18:03.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH5Jrvs-NSI/AAAAAAAADm0/LZmpbQSXuNo/s1600/omg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511924009836360994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH5Jrvs-NSI/AAAAAAAADm0/LZmpbQSXuNo/s400/omg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Oh my god!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is for REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm really panicking at the disco right now. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Tak nak la pressure2 nanti confirm sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Seriously I'm not avoiding it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;but I'm waiting like buah tak jatuh like that...that's how Mom described it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;She even encourage me to grab every opportunity, be quick and fast cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;the way she sees it is I'm wayyyy too relax....chill ar my jodoh cannot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;just drop from the sky and 'pop' in front of me right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The bestest thing is she has not find out yet that actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;my bestfriends and girlfriends are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;all attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If she already know which I suspected will be the soonest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;then I'll be more errr stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The one thing that makes me wanna cry is she's really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;giving me a dateline this time round. For real k, tak bedek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;She had asked me to find my own till the day she come back from 'Haji'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;which is on the 11 December 2010 to be exact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And that is only like 4 months left!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now tell me where can I find my soulmate in 4 months??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I fail to find one..I'll be matchmake and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;terus masuk meminang and then kahwin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sungguhlah classic...macam zaman dulu-dulu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But matchmaking is not something new to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I do have a lot trying to help me to find suitors but semuanya belum menjadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;or tak menjadi...haha why ar? Is it because I just kept quite and just smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;or maybe I'm just too fussy, or tak kuasa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;or time tu macam dah malas nak fikir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I don't know....I admit it's hard to please me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I believe that feeling will only come when the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we meet and it just happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I believe in the 'first time'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's not plan by human but it's already plan by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If only I could ask Mom to ask God where's my soulmate...sighhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As for now, I'm seriously leaving it to fate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Who doesn't long and wants someone to love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I've not even recover yet and my back still aches every now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's painful even when I'm typing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm late for my period and I have no appetite and know what? I've lost weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now, what signs is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I just dislike to be pressurised cause it can cause consequences to my health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm tired physically and emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But it's okay I will not give up and close my heart forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;In fact, I'm ready it's just that the one is not here yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please Mr. Soulmate...I'm not desperate here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;but just say 'Hello' to me when you happen to pass me by ya.&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/3958824844149599414-7914190580749131640?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7914190580749131640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=7914190580749131640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7914190580749131640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/7914190580749131640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH5Jrvs-NSI/AAAAAAAADm0/LZmpbQSXuNo/s72-c/omg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-6663628298610013184</id><published>2010-09-01T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:55:03.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3mXbC1kCI/AAAAAAAADms/ymx6talxFA8/s1600/41000_427314608810_657318810_5147124_4719795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511814809042391074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3mXbC1kCI/AAAAAAAADms/ymx6talxFA8/s400/41000_427314608810_657318810_5147124_4719795_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3mW1jpPqI/AAAAAAAADmk/4rsTU9pr-k0/s1600/46776_485002273361_627693361_6856536_6341443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511814798979448482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3mW1jpPqI/AAAAAAAADmk/4rsTU9pr-k0/s400/46776_485002273361_627693361_6856536_6341443_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810653694668498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3iljKvLtI/AAAAAAAADmc/_vFGPE7ony0/s400/41042_485002258361_627693361_6856535_7046579_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810650699259042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3ilYAk3KI/AAAAAAAADmU/CaW_hU0m-yM/s400/47857_485002093361_627693361_6856524_911333_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810643355784674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3ik8pwVeI/AAAAAAAADmM/Uke_fF5Nhos/s400/45111_426966868810_657318810_5135987_5806082_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810635552736866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3ikflXRmI/AAAAAAAADmE/_RR6auARGk0/s400/46748_485003113361_627693361_6856585_1962785_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511810628900750498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3ikGzaBKI/AAAAAAAADl8/TMPl0aN70cA/s400/47765_485002788361_627693361_6856565_7310281_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The good old times like we had before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes, I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thank you for the memories, the laughter and the cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;May God bless our friendship till eternity.&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/3958824844149599414-6663628298610013184?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6663628298610013184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=6663628298610013184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6663628298610013184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/6663628298610013184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/monkeys-love.html' title='Monkeys love'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3mXbC1kCI/AAAAAAAADms/ymx6talxFA8/s72-c/41000_427314608810_657318810_5147124_4719795_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-4978799815249130846</id><published>2010-09-01T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T12:47:51.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy and gay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;31 August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So happy and gay gitu lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're so gay eh Hany??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511793769632440306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TOxInH_I/AAAAAAAADl0/yPO4hPjgxgo/s400/hany+n+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TOdhiESI/AAAAAAAADls/EsnWIVBuneQ/s1600/hany+n+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511793764368257314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TOdhiESI/AAAAAAAADls/EsnWIVBuneQ/s400/hany+n+me+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TN9S8UmI/AAAAAAAADlk/0i7ZxZAEXGw/s1600/hany+n+me+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511793755717128802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TN9S8UmI/AAAAAAAADlk/0i7ZxZAEXGw/s400/hany+n+me+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So right after Ika berjoget-joget, gelek-gelek di tengah2 Geylang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We were approached by 'Wicken', the lovely ladies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;They invited us to gave a shoutout on video,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Selamat Hari Raya Wicken!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Please find us and tag at Facebook okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Abih happy ar..seronok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511793749644155026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TNmrCGJI/AAAAAAAADlc/iVpLVoRNiSU/s400/aces+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is during the ACES and we had mini sports day/ games for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So today is 1st September. It's Teacher's day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Holiday orhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So no cookies but I received brownies and not forgetting chocolates :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Heh...awesome...I intend to bake brownies for Hari Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So till then...see the rest of you in the Raya festive! &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/3958824844149599414-4978799815249130846?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4978799815249130846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=4978799815249130846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4978799815249130846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/4978799815249130846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-and-gay.html' title='Happy and gay!'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/TH3TOxInH_I/AAAAAAAADl0/yPO4hPjgxgo/s72-c/hany+n+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958824844149599414.post-725610293086662340</id><published>2010-08-28T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T10:20:54.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRT3J1QT6Zg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRT3J1QT6Zg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="286"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I surely have a lot of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT IF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Especially when I think about the fond memories I had in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and those I had met along the way and said goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I believe FATE is very strong...if there is, there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If there's no way then there's no way at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've seen and witnessed of what fate brings people to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Some had their fate beautifully written for them and some just had to built up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;their patience and be stronger and pray for a miracle to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We all had different path in life, no two person are alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't tell the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So what if...what if happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&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/3958824844149599414-725610293086662340?l=laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/feeds/725610293086662340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3958824844149599414&amp;postID=725610293086662340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/725610293086662340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3958824844149599414/posts/default/725610293086662340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laforet-blackrouge.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-if.html' title='WHAT IF'/><author><name>~ Ms ZiZa~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08215044886729788865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCX2Z54kIJU/SMFIUfZ5e3I/AAAAAAAAB_M/Lyh0oJQdUjU/S220/003.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
