<?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-3917697304070394565</id><updated>2012-01-31T12:40:39.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go_Tigers !</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4421879009588831311</id><published>2012-01-31T12:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:40:39.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Hari Mencintaimu.</title><content type='html'>Hari Pertama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was my birthday. and we're going out for the first time. awak join kitorang celebrate birthday saya. i was in heaven. in a very looooooooooong time i actually falling inlove again , though, my life sucks at the very least. i thought you could be the light of my shine. you hold my hand for the first time. you warmed me up in the theatre and show how much you care for me. and so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;at 2.00 am you asked me to be your girlfriend. i was in 7 paradise. i'm thrilled. without any further, i accepted. because i know for &amp;nbsp;certain, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;its was awesome. been the second day we're dating. i tried to be the best. be the best girlfriend you would ever had. having someone that like you for who you are is the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;that day, kite keluar sebab awak takde &amp;nbsp;class and saye shift petang .that day, we share love that i will never forget. it grown my love more. and that time i certain that i couldn't live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;its was nothing unusual. just like any other day. but fill with your text and everything. and i called you almost everyday. free call from celcom ! thanks celcom. because of you i could hear his voice and it calmed me before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;my sister is coming home so susah nak jumpa awak. i miss you so much like crazy dear ! one day without you was like a part of me is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;my sister is still at home. missing you :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;haven't got any text from you for a very long time. hurmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;dapat text awak. walaupun tak banyak tapi saya hargai semua tu. sebab saya sayang awak !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;hari tu memang dah tak &amp;nbsp;tahan. sebab dah lama tak dengar pasal awak. saya takot sangat sumthing happen. :"( i met my friends, and she calm me down. miss you so much dear. tapi malam tu kite gaduh kan ? sebab saya keluar dengan kawan saya pergi cherating. awak marah saya. saya tunggu awak lama dekat tempat tu. tapi awak tak sampai sampai. saya tunggu sebab saya terlalu rindukan awak. saya nak jumpa awak. tapi, awak tak muncul pon. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;going out with my sister. mungkin dengan itu saya boleh lupakan sedih awak buat dekat saya. hari ni last dia dekat kuantan . spending time with her before die flight off. berharap nak jumpa awak tapi apakan daya , tak sempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;awak masih tak reply message saya lepas kes 13.1.2012 tu. saya sedih sangat . hurm.. engat nak jumpa awak dekat parkson because harini keluar dengan kawan. he's a friend of mine dear, Afiq. he just broke up with his girlfriend and trust me, he had no interest in me . jumpe awak ! alhamdulillah. lega hati dapat tengok muka awak walaupun sekejap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;nampaknye awak masih marahkan saya. awak masih tak text saye. hurmm :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;still didn't got your text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;saye dah tak sanggup awak buat saya tergantung macam ni. saya called awak. saya nak dengar penjelasan awak. tapi, apa yang saya dapat adalah kemarahan awak. awak marah saya. awak marah pasal saya keluar dengan Afiq. Awak marah saya tak bagitahu pasal akak saya dah balik. awak kata saya tipu awak. awak kata saya tak kisah langsung pasal awak, awak sakit pon saya buat tak kesah. Fi, i don't know. saya tak tahu awak sakit. at that time, saya kecewa dengan sikap saya. maybe betul, saya bukan seorang makwe yang baik untuk awak. tapi saya cuba untuk berubah sebab SAYA SAYANG AWAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine baru balik from somewhere and nak ajak saya keluar. sure. time tu saya tengah sedih dengan awak. keluar dengan dia maybe dapat lupakan apa yang dah berlaku. thinking apa yang boleh saya buat untuk pulihkan hubungan kita. saya hantar ubat dekat awak sebab awak sakit. &amp;nbsp;saya bagi topup sebab awak takde credit. tape. saya tak kesah semua tu sebab saya sayangkan awak. saya tak nak apa apa berlaku dekat awak. tapi malam tu, kita gaduh lagi dekat fb. awak marah saya keluar dengan kawan saya. saya terasa bila awak cakap saya ni serabut kan awak je. saya sabar je. takpe . saya redha. memang salah saya. saya tak patut keluar dengan lelaki lain. ini salah saya :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;awak tak reply text saya. awak marah saya lagi. malam tu kita dah okay.. saya gembira sangat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;first day kerja dekat parkson ! happy nya. dapat satu tempat kerja dengan awak. walaupun tak lahh dapat jumpa awak. tapi tape. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;awak datang dekat department saya. lepak dengan saya. happy sangat. walaupn sekejap je. lepas punch kita jumpa. sekejap je ! tapi we did so much. thanks sayang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;awak nak jumpa macam semalam tapi malangnye ayah saya datang awal ambik saya. awak marah saya. tapi &amp;nbsp;alhamdulillah tak lama. terima kasih memahami sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;awak ajak saya dating khamis nie. saya gembira sangat ! tapi saya tak dapat cuti. saya kerja hari khamis. tapi nasib kita baik, boleh tukar. heee.. can't wait for the big day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;memang saya tak sabar nak tunggu esok. tapi ..action yang awk buat tu jelas menunjukkan yang awak tak nak tunjuk dekat orang yang saya ni awek awak. saya terasa sangat. saya sedih sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;our big date. hurm.. nak pergi atau tak ? hati masih sakit sebab semalam tapi takpe lah. harap dapat lupakan semua keluar dating hari ni. The day went perfectly ! kita spent time dari pagi sampai malam. hilang rindu saya. thanks fi, tapi malam tu..kita gaduh lagi. ( click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/jangan-tinggal-daku.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for more info bout d day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since that day kita tak text. tak call. tak jumpa. tak cakap. we are like two perfect strangers. awak tak tahu betapa sakit nya hati saya. setiap malam saya menangis . saya menangis fikir yang kita dah takde harapan. saya takut kehilangan awak because i love you so much sayang. &amp;nbsp;but life must go on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/delete-you-from-my-life.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;how i try to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.1.2012&lt;br /&gt;semalam merupakan hari paling sedih dan memberi tamparan yang hebat dalam hidup saya. awak dengan hajar. awak nak dia ? ambil lah. jadikan dia teman wanita awak. maybe bagi awak, dia lebih sesuai dari saya. dia dapat berikan apa yang saya tak dapat bagi dekat awak. cukup lah sekali firdaus. hati saya hancur sebab awak. 23 hari mencintai awak hanya lah duka dan lara. selama itu saya menangis setiap malam. cukup lah. saya dah tak sanggup kalau mencintai awak hanya lah kesakitan dan kekecewaan buat saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, firdaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4421879009588831311?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4421879009588831311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4421879009588831311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4421879009588831311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4421879009588831311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/23-hari-mencintaimu.html' title='23 Hari Mencintaimu.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4875450811363397512</id><published>2012-01-29T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:40:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delete You From My Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;atas sebab kegampangan boyfriend ku yang bernama firdaus, here are some photos aku tangkap bersempena *bagi aku * officially break up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : tak lawa. huhu tangkap guna yahoo jep sebab software camera dekat laptop rosak. poor me :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkjsgkBpCgs/TyU7qDRFTiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5lewxg0TFsg/s1600/aku+benci+firdaus+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkjsgkBpCgs/TyU7qDRFTiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5lewxg0TFsg/s320/aku+benci+firdaus+2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;our memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 January 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Journey 2 : the Mysterious Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenangan kita duduk dekat hall 1 , GSC megamall time 2.10 pm. taraaaaaaaa ! aku bakor ! hahh. kita bakor ! just like our memories. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ8iuubyD6U/TyVBExNuokI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ER4m6-fodmY/s1600/aku+benci+firdaus.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJ8iuubyD6U/TyVBExNuokI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ER4m6-fodmY/s400/aku+benci+firdaus.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AKU. HATE. FIRDAUS. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, rojak ke bahasa ? aku malas nak buat semula . kfinee =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, lepas buat nie slowly aku boleh terima yang dia bukan lagi untuk aku. terima jela hakikat yang we are not meant for each other lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih ? mesti lah. aku terlalu sayang sangat dekat dia. tapi, aku kena tabahkan diri aku. dah kalau orang dah tak suka, kita tak boleh paksa kan ? Allah yang pegang hati kita. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, kawan ? susah nak cakap. luka yang dia buat dekat aku terlalu dalam. susah untuk aku maafkan apa yang dia buat. mungkin lebih baik kita buat hal masing masing. kerana aku rasa itu yang terbaik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau semua ini hanya lah salah paham, mungkin masih ada lagi ruang kemaafan untuk dia. aku sayang and im afraid to say this but , aku cintakan dia. tapi.. hurmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : NOTHING HURT ME THE MOST THAN REALIZING THAT HE MEANT EVERYTHING TO ME, BUT I MEANT NOTHING TO HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T MISS HIM. I MISS WHO I THOUGHT HE WAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay2. no more sadness ! terjah mencari yang lain !! *walaupun hati aku tahu yang in my heart there's always you. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu favourite awak ! snsd- into the new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0k2Zzkw_-0I" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/snsd-into-new-world-english.html"&gt;click here for lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, its not our theme song because non of it have any connection to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5 January 2012 , 2.00 am - 26 January 2012, 8.05 pm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4875450811363397512?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4875450811363397512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4875450811363397512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4875450811363397512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4875450811363397512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/delete-you-from-my-life.html' title='Delete You From My Life.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkjsgkBpCgs/TyU7qDRFTiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5lewxg0TFsg/s72-c/aku+benci+firdaus+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6018341825306447625</id><published>2012-01-28T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:47:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ST 12 - Saat Terakhir lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;tak pernah terpikir olehku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;tak sedikit pun ku menyangka&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;kau akan pergi tinggalkan ku sendiri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;begitu sulit ku menyangkal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;begitu sakit ku rasakan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;kau akan pergi tinggalkan ku sendiri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;* di bawah batu nisan kini ku tlah sandarkan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;kasih sayang daku begitu dalam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;sungguh ku tak sanggup ini terjadi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;karna ku sangat cinta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;** ini lah saat terakhirku melihat kamu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;jatuh air mataku menangis pilu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;hanya mampu ucapkan selamat jalan kasih&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;satu jam saja ku telah bisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;cintai kamu kamu kamu di hatiku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;namun bagiku melupakanmu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;butuh waktuku seumur hidup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;satu jam saja ku telah bisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;sayangi kamu di hatiku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;namun bagiku melupakanmu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;butuh waktuku seumur hidup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;di nantiku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;repeat **&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;satu jam saja ku telah bisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;cintai kamu kamu kamu di hatiku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;namun bagiku melupakanmu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;butuh waktuku seumur hidup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;satu jam saja ku telah bisa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;sayangi kamu di hatiku&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;namun bagiku melupakanmu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;butuh waktuku seumur hidup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;* aku tukar lyric sebab nak sesuaikan lagu ni dengan aku.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : bagi aku lagu ni sangat bermakna. kitorang nyanyi lagu ni bersama sama with feeling. well, bagi aku. aku je yang perasan. SATU JAM SAJA KU TELAH BISA SAYANGI DIHATI KU NAMUN BAGI KU MELUPAKAN MU BUTUH WAKTU KU SEUMUR HIDUP. :"""(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6018341825306447625?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/6018341825306447625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=6018341825306447625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6018341825306447625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6018341825306447625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/tak-pernah-terpikir-olehku-tak-sedikit.html' title='ST 12 - Saat Terakhir lyrics'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8132387889052328445</id><published>2012-01-26T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:27:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Tinggal Daku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;perghh. ayat ! HAHAA. macam lagu pula. tapi betul lah. please fi, jangan tinggal erna. walaupun kau sangat celaka , tapi aku sayang kau gila gila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately ni, tiap tiap hari kitorang gaduh. tapi walau apa pon kitorang still keluar date walaupun hati siapa je tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day went so perfectly. like i always dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teluk Cempedak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitorang lepak punye lepak, tiba tiba entah bagaimana boleh bergaduh. aku tak puas hati bila dia marah aku. dan aku sangat marah bila dia tanya aku soalan soalan yang mengarut like kalau dia sayang orang lain apa aku buat. aku panas hati okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia marah aku lebih pentingkan kawan daripada dia. i asked him the same thing too ! tapi banyak lahh back up dia. aku malas nak gaduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, tiba tiba keadaan jadi tegang bila dia tak boleh terima kenyataan yang aku sayangkan kawan more than him. and terlalu sakit hati, aku terus bla !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dikeheningan malam, aku jalan kaki dari teluk cempedak dengan bercadang menuju ke megamall. jauh bukan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betape bodohnya kitorang gaduh depan istana. dekat tc kan ada istana ? tak pasal pasal kena tahan polis. haha. bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi lah mamat tu mengamuk ! dia tengking maki aku. aku sabar je. tahan je air mata. dia tak tahu mulut aku lagi laser. kang kalau aku start cakap, break terus ! kau macam fuker pon, aku tak sanggup hidup tanpa kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangkan . selama sebelum sampai rumah aku, dia maki aku saja. semua salah aku ! aku tak matang lah. macam budak kecik la. selalu bagi masalah lah. bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je. aku turun cakap terima kasih bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku malas nak gaduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : theres no such thing as a perfect date. it always been hell at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8132387889052328445?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8132387889052328445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8132387889052328445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8132387889052328445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8132387889052328445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/jangan-tinggal-daku.html' title='Jangan Tinggal Daku.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2200679899741808468</id><published>2012-01-26T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:00:22.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fi. Aku. Teluk Cempedak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSX_VKI-nUY/TyFpfsp-8OI/AAAAAAAAANs/UgZmwSPxdiY/s1600/26012012082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSX_VKI-nUY/TyFpfsp-8OI/AAAAAAAAANs/UgZmwSPxdiY/s1600/26012012082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku okay .dia tak okay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJ6V8vG904A/TyFpgOSlRPI/AAAAAAAAANw/A3G1OdzVweE/s1600/26012012083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJ6V8vG904A/TyFpgOSlRPI/AAAAAAAAANw/A3G1OdzVweE/s1600/26012012083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku masih okay . and dia masih tak okay =.=''&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwgQLTqDXy0/TyFpwPmxGYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0nc6ExroofM/s1600/26012012084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fwgQLTqDXy0/TyFpwPmxGYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/0nc6ExroofM/s320/26012012084.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MruiJ4PgPQ/TyFp6SGNsPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2whqBAEP3No/s1600/26012012085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MruiJ4PgPQ/TyFp6SGNsPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2whqBAEP3No/s320/26012012085.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my face in cartoon. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0eS-be7oh0/TyFqBkj2ttI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6TK3CHPWxNw/s1600/26012012086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0eS-be7oh0/TyFqBkj2ttI/AAAAAAAAAOM/6TK3CHPWxNw/s320/26012012086.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;pelik =.='' tapi sayang. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2200679899741808468?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/2200679899741808468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=2200679899741808468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2200679899741808468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2200679899741808468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/fi-aku-teluk-cempedak.html' title='Fi. Aku. Teluk Cempedak.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSX_VKI-nUY/TyFpfsp-8OI/AAAAAAAAANs/UgZmwSPxdiY/s72-c/26012012082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8373990255977346670</id><published>2012-01-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:38:30.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNSD - Into The New World English &amp; Romanization lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0k2Zzkw_-0I" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;jeonhaejugosipeo seulpeun sigani da heuteojin hueya deullijiman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;nuneul gamgo neukkyeobwa umjigineun maeum neoreul hyanghan naenunbicheul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;teukbyeolhan gijeogeul gidarijiman nunape seon uriui geochingireun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;alsu eomneun miraeramyeon bakkuji anha pogihalsu eobseo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;byeonchianheul sarangeuro jikyeojwo sangcheoibeun nae maeumkkaji&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;siseonsogeseo naneun pillyoeobseo meomchwojyeo beorin isigan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;saranghae neol ineukkim idaero geuryeowatdeon hemaeimui kkeut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;isesang sogeseo banbokdoeneun seulpeum ijen annyeong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;sumanheun alsueomneun gilsoge huimihan bicheul nan jjochaga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;eonjekkajina neo hamkkehaneungeoya dasi mannan naui segye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;teukbyeolhan gijeogeul gidarijiman nunape seon uriui geochingireun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;alsueomneun miraewa bakkuji anha pogihalsu eobseo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;byeonchianheul sarangeuro jikyeojwo sangcheoibeun nae maeumkkaji&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;siseonsogeseo naneun pillyoeobseo meomchwojyeo beorin isigan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;saranghae neol ineukkim idaero geuryeowatdeon hemaeimui kkeut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;isesang sogeseo banbokdoeneun seulpeum ijen annyeong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;sumanheun alsueomneun gilsoge huimihan bicheul nan jjochaga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;eonjekkajina neo hamkkehaneungeoya dasi mannan uriui&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;ireoke kkamanbam hollo neukkineun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;geudaeui budeureoun sumgyeori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;isungan ttaseuhage gamgyeooneun modeun naui tteollim jeonhallae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;saranghae neol ineukkim idaero geuryeowatdeon hemaeimui kkeut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;i sesang sogeseo banbokdoeneun seulpeum ijen annyeong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;neol saenggangmanhaedo nan ganghaejyeo uljianke nareul dowajwo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;isunganui neukkim hamkke haneungeoya dasi mannan uriui&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;SNSD - Into The New World (Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to tell you, even though the sad times have already past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close your eyes and feel, how you affect my mind, how you attract my gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't wait for a miracle, there's a rough road in front of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with obstacles and future that can't be known, yet I won't change, I can't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep your love unchanging for my wounded heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking in your eyes, no words are needed, time has stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, just like this. The longed end of wandering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I leave behind this world's unending sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking the many and unknowable paths, I follow a dim light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's something we'll do together to the end, into the new world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't wait for a miracle, there's a rough road in front of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with obstacles and future that can't be known, yet I won't change, I can't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep your love unchanging for my wounded heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking in your eyes, no words are needed, time has stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, just like this. The longed end of wandering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I leave behind this world's unending sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking the many and unknowable paths, I follow a dim light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's something we'll do together to the end, into our new world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling alone in this dark dark night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your soft breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This moment, warmly entwines me in your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to know all my tremors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, just like this. The longed end of wandering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I leave behind this world's unending sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking the many and unknowable paths, I follow a dim light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's something we'll do together to the end, into our new world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s : lagu favourite dia &amp;lt;3&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/3917697304070394565-8373990255977346670?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8373990255977346670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8373990255977346670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8373990255977346670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8373990255977346670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/snsd-into-new-world-english.html' title='SNSD - Into The New World English &amp; Romanization lyrics'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0k2Zzkw_-0I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6554648189807815098</id><published>2012-01-19T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T02:02:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charice-Louder lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;louder&amp;nbsp;louder&amp;nbsp;louder&amp;nbsp;louder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm staring out of my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And the rain is pouring down&lt;br /&gt;When you left, I was so low&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna drown&lt;br /&gt;i don't need no shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel somethin' I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna run right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna dance right through the pain&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;let my heart speak louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart speak louder&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart speak louder than my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I am over overthinking of how to get you back&lt;br /&gt;I'm checking out for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't going back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need no shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel somethin' I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna run right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna dance right through the pain&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart speak louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart speak louder&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;Let my hEart speak louder than my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, letting go&lt;br /&gt;Yet it feel so good, so right&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all I know&lt;br /&gt;Is that I let my heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Heart speak louder than my louder than my&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat heart speak louder than my louder than my&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat heart speak louder than my louder than my louder, louder, louder, louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna run right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna dance right through the pain&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart speak louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart beat louder than my head [head, head, head]&lt;br /&gt;Heart speak louder&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel that rhythm, feel that drum&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart beat louder&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart speak louder than my head &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : turning over a new leaf. open a new chapter by leaving your memories behind. lagu ni memang bagi semangat untuk ak lupakan kau. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6554648189807815098?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/6554648189807815098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=6554648189807815098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6554648189807815098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6554648189807815098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/charice-louder-lyrics.html' title='Charice-Louder lyrics'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3363100763164292636</id><published>2012-01-17T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:22:16.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex. Abortion. Abandonment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webmastergrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Lovely-Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.webmastergrade.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Lovely-Baby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ! entry agak 18xx ! so, below 18 harap keluar ! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba tiba rasa macam nak buat post pasal sex. by the age of 18, youth people like me are easily active and think they can do anything they want in life. padahal, umur baru 18. but not me , spongebob still playing around in my head. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past hardly 2 months hanging dengan youngsters or maybe teenagers and oldies, for them sex is fine. sex is just another random activities. Sex is a SIN. tapi for them, it something yang kita akan buat. i meant, its fine with married people but to others ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after going through with all this people now i completely understand the abortion. pembuangan bayi and misconduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once tell about my boss who asked about my virginity. now i understand why. Now, i see the real world where hardly WOMAN would not have their virginity by the age of 20's, least. it because hormone kita yang tak stabil and sikap kita yang hungry for new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likely, young age ( girls ) 15-18 years old eventually had sex with their boyfriend who likelly at the age of 20's. &amp;nbsp;boys at age 15-18's tak begitu nak buat sex tu. sebab diorang pon tak matang lagi. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the sex at the very young age, girls memang sangat subur. so , percentage of getting pregnant are very high. sangat mudah untuk gadis tu mengandung. and tak semestinya kalau buat sampai level 2 akan mengandung. kadang kadang hardly level 1 pon dah boleh. main luar. get it ? tak paham. tak pe. =,='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's when the abortion came along. pengguguran bayi berlaku apabila perempuan tu dah mengandung and she's dying out of ideas how to KILL the baby. ( harsh word works better ). abortion is the only way. tapi hanya orang yang berduit mampu buat because the fee is damn too high ! sangat mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. another case, pembuangan bayi. bila pasangan couple tak boleh buat abortion due to lack of money for the medical operation, they have to keep it for at least 7 months. and for this couple yang muda lagi about 15-20's, korang tak expect yang diorang actually going to keep the baby right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some college , particularly almost all university akan kicked students yang mengandung. because to them, it bring shame. like some university. you know whom right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ditched school for almost a year and dumbed the baby out. cruel isn't it ? but humans. they tend to do stupid things when they nervous. what do you expect ? some young age couple stand in front an orphange and say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;" hye akak ! saya ade bayi. saya baru beranak ? can you please take it ? because saya tak leh jage. nanti saya kicked out school. tapi bila saya dah besar, saya ambik balik ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, bagi pihak orphanage, korang nak ke ambik bayi tu? sebab aku rasa, korang mesti akan tengking budak tu dulu. maki maki dia and tak akan ambil bayi tu. kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjaga seorang bayi memang memerlukan banyak kos mentally and physically. &amp;nbsp;itu yang menyebabkan pasangan couple ni buang anak merata merata. dah kalau malu nak tunjuk perut membuncit, apatah lagi malunya gendung anak pada usia yang sangat muda ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia ni memang ramai masyarakat yang kuat mengata. sorry cakap. tapi memang macam tu. suka judge. i know, sex without marriage is a wrong thing. tapi, itu salah dia. dosa dia. and korang akan cakap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;" sebagai satu masyarakat, just want to show some sort of care ?&amp;nbsp;" care ke kalau maki hamun orang ? care ke kalau mengutuk semua ? &amp;nbsp;its because of what we respond about surrounding effect all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying sex is okay or fine. but people do mistake all the time. its stupid. .i agreed. tapi try to put ourselves in their shoes ? baru korang paham the hows and whys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion, dont do sex. it just a trouble after another. korang dah buat dosa besar by making love , pastu korang nak gugurkan zuriat yang tuhan dah beri. you killed an innocent baby girl or perhaps boy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex before marriage was never okay. regret ? of course. but, we're human. hari ini kita menyesal, repent. esok lusa buat lagi. we never learn from our mistake. we always do and always know what the future ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all the people i know who experience something like this, its never to late . and whatever you do, i understand. and i support you all the time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3363100763164292636?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/3363100763164292636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=3363100763164292636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3363100763164292636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3363100763164292636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/sex-abortion-abandonment.html' title='Sex. Abortion. Abandonment.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-9074128953285018964</id><published>2012-01-17T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:06:11.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Kill That Damn Promoter ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;for the past 5 days,aku gaduh dengan firdaus. hardly, i cant take it anymore. because aku sayang gila. and i'm afraid of losing him sangat . walaupun, dah berjuta orang cakap dekat aku " he's a dush ! asshole ! leave him ! " tapi aku tau, aku tak boleh tinggalkan dia. aku sayang kan dia. and perhaps.. i do actually 'cintakan' dia. whoaa ! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, semalam aku brave myself. buang semua perkara macam tak pernah berlaku. macam kitorang tak pernah gaduh. foolishly, aku topup kan dia. idiot me . haritu time gaduh dia cakap dia demam. so aku yang bodoh ni pon dalam tengah kesempitan duit pergi belikan ubat untuk dia. sebab, aku pikir duit boleh dicari. sayang ? after last nite. i hate love. because they make me do foolish things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melangkah masuk ke parkson. jumpa dia. dengan penat lelah aku berlari nak pergi ke dia, datang rupanya tak di welcome. he seems tak nak jumpa aku. tak nak layan aku. okay. i was like " i get it. you still mad ? whatever. take this. " i gave the pills and i went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik ewan ade. and stop me and start talking. guess what ? musuh aku kerja dekat depan brand pakwe aku. and i know what kind of girl she is. she hates me and my gang forever ! and i'm not going to lose to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tersentap. and aku termarah dia dekat situ. and as soon as i realize my action, aku terus bla. my last word " take care. " aku tak sanggup tengok dia curang depan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without hint of regret, aku bla dari parkson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was on my way dating dengan faizal semalam . aku yang suruh dia berhentikan aku dekat ecm sebab aku nak jumpa firdaus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas je kejadian tu, aku terus moody. bad mood. tak banyak cakap. Faizal notice it. and &amp;nbsp;i guess maybe he can be the better boyfriend than firdaus. Faizal tau and dia cuba buat aku happy. aku terharu sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bla macam tu je from parkson. so, firdaus text me . but i didn't reply. even once. my heart broke enough. even now, thinking about it makes me cries. how could he do dis to me &amp;nbsp;when i actually really do love him a lot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what ? i'm done being nice . i'm done crying for firdaus every night. i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : nak pergi air terjun dengan faizal ! i hope he can make the best outta him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-9074128953285018964?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/9074128953285018964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=9074128953285018964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9074128953285018964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9074128953285018964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-i-kill-that-damn-promoter.html' title='Can I Kill That Damn Promoter ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5386994054214095489</id><published>2012-01-14T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:35:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di panggil Bitch/ Slut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;hebat. tadi member aku membuat satu confession dekat aku. cakap " kau tau tak ? kalau orang tak kenal kau. msti diorang kata kau macam bitch " whoaaa. gila lah . aku tak pernah sangka kot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in what way do i look like this bitch or slut ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat sorang boyfriend yang bodoh suruh aku dyed rambut perang. kan dah kena bodoh dengan aku. dah lah aku nampak macam bitch, kalau aku dyed rambut memang sah sah lah kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. bodoh gila rasa. maafkan saya kalau saya kelihatan seperti berikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : slut ke bitch ke. hati budi kawan aku je tahu. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5386994054214095489?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5386994054214095489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5386994054214095489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5386994054214095489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5386994054214095489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/di-panggil-bitch-slut.html' title='Di panggil Bitch/ Slut.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3737009695171500092</id><published>2012-01-14T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T10:18:46.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts About College Guy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;gurl ! they just want a piece of you ! diorang tak suka korang. and please.. jangan percaya lah bila diorang cakap ' I LOVE YOU' or practically ' SARANG HAE YO " cause.. that's just a lie ! trust me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they just want you to render them paradise. facts, diorang hanya nak kan badan korang je. lepas diorang dah puas, diorang tinggal bodoh je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus, they only want your money. yeah. at first.. diorang belanja makan. belanja tiket wayang. lepas diorang fikir korang dah terlalu cintakan diorang, diorang akan start minta . i meant, mintak topup. suruh bayarkan everything. and foolishly, korang pon bayar lah. cinta lah kononnya. padahal, bodoh. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, by the time its happen, its too late to regret. you gave everything to him. Because you think he loves you and you know that you love him. tapi its just a fake. lies after lies. and then, he disappear . leave you guys by &amp;nbsp;thread. wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in high school, we always recite the poem He Had Such A Quiet Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;He had such quiet eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;She did not realise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;They were two pools of lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Layered with thinnest ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;To her, those wuiet eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Were breathing desolate sighs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Imploring her to be nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;And to render him paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;If only she’d been wise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;And had listened to the advice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Never to compromise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;With pleasure-seeking guys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;She’d be free from ‘the hows and whys’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now here’s a bit of advice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Be sure that nice really nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Then you’ll never be losing at dice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;Though you lose your heart once or twice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi baru sekarang, i completely understand the meaning of the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : &amp;nbsp;bagi aku, i'm single. and always available. but just for an honest man. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3737009695171500092?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/3737009695171500092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=3737009695171500092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3737009695171500092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3737009695171500092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/facts-about-college-guy.html' title='Facts About College Guy.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-32681213287443429</id><published>2012-01-10T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:27:07.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya Sayang Boyfriend Saya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;okay. sangat mengarut. itu pon boleh dijadikan title. fucker. HAHAHA. tapi siapa yang tak sayang boyfie sendiri ? erm..saya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bertemu dengan si mamat F bernama Firdaus di parkson . dia kerja dekat parkson. aku kenal die from my friend yang kerja dekat situ. silap silap hari bulan.. tetiba terkaple. ter pulak.. HAHA. bodoh =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-1-2012 pukul 2.00 am. i will always remember that day. its was a historical moment in my life. for once, aku try nak suka dekat boyfriend aku. for once i actually love him. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, kalau betul aku sayang kan dia, aku takkan dua kan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. juga membawa maksud Faizal. seorang pekerja die carrefour merangkap seorang yang suka carik pasal dengan aku. he made my day. there once a day aku menangis sangat sangat sebab firdaus, and Faizal was there and dia yang buat aku happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day, i started to have feeling for him. and now, my heart was now for him. hati aku berbelah bagi. firdaus ? faizal ? i love both of them. and i can't choose one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i know. there's only one person in my heart. and he's my only F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyaaa ! ta sabarnye nak keluar dengan dia. miss you miss you !! sayang awak sangat2 tau !! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-32681213287443429?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/32681213287443429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=32681213287443429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/32681213287443429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/32681213287443429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/saya-sayang-boyfriend-saya.html' title='Saya Sayang Boyfriend Saya.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4009735787309479729</id><published>2012-01-02T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T18:27:06.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work-walking lagi.</title><content type='html'>hurm, nampak gaya nya bulan ini aku cari kerja lagi. sumpahh. aku dah tak tahan kerja dekat carrefour. its stressing me out ! aku sakit jiwa duduk situ. aku stress . i'm going too deep. i've got all my feeling into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faisal ? he's one of the reason aku nak bla dari situ. aku tak nak terjebak dengan dia. because i know its one hell of a big sin falling for someone husband. aku masih muda and aku masih boleh cari yang lain so that's why i'm moving on by resigning my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, tadi mirul called. dia dapat kerja untuk aku dekat parkson. gaji ? boleh lahh. better than nothing rite. letting go isn't easy for me. thus, at the same time i'm trying to like someone else. but, can it worked out ? each and everyday aku jumpa faisal. aku masuk office. die buat payroll. and aku jumpa dia by any second. can i forget how i felt towards him when he acted so nice so caring towards me &amp;nbsp;? dammit ! for out loud, gosh, you someone's husband ! please, stop doing things that make me fall for you. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tense at worked. the gossip. the wrong. everything. the fight. the misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak boleh kerja dekat situ dengan aman when my mom thinks wrong about me. haritu terpaksa balik pukul 6 pagi. guess what ? hambik kau ! kena syak kerja dekat club malam. tak boleh blaaa aku. ha.ha.ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastinya saya akan rindu orang orang baru yang saya kenal :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak sayur. merangkap said dan tak tahu sape sorang lagi. thanks sebab sentiasa ceriakan hari aku dengan menyakat aku. esok keluar dengan korang. tak sabar ke ? erhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak baju 2 orang. tak tahu nama. thanks sebab suka panggil aku kecik. damn you guys ! tahu dah aku paling kecik dekat situ. =.=' aku macam dah start suka dekat seorang tu. haha. abang hht. :D damn u. nasib baik tak bute mata aku !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang roti. thanks sebab bagi saya makan pelbagai jenis roti setiap malam saya balik lambat. flying kiss balik dekat abang ! malangnya dah kahwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang fifi. saya minta maaf atas kesilapan saya. tapi still, sayang jugak dekat abang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak cik guard. mak jah thanks punch card saya awal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ram's for always make my day with your cute smile .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i'm going. and this time i mean it. :/ sedih tapi itu yang &amp;nbsp;patut aku buat sekrang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4009735787309479729?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4009735787309479729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4009735787309479729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4009735787309479729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4009735787309479729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/work-walking-lagi.html' title='Work-walking lagi.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6540380372778362218</id><published>2012-01-01T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:48:40.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja New Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;lamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa tak update ! rindu gila sial. okay. lately, aku ''gemar'' mencarut sikit sorry. work taught me MENCARUT je yang boleh tenangkan aku. wahh . gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there just a lot of things happen. aku jadi terlampau stress. aku nak sekolah balik . aku tak nak kerja. kerja buat aku kurang ajar dengan orang tua. kerja buat aku lupa ibadat aku. kerja buat aku lupa kawan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jujur, i hate working there. bila engat balik, aku happy gila dapat kerja dekat situ. the happiest moment. but now, facing my life everyday working there is like a living hell !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sedih sangat. hari ini aku dah buat ramai orang terluka. first, kawan baik aku. anisah. aku keliru. samada aku nak pilih dia atau family aku. mak aku atau dia ? aku tak nak jadi derhaka. so, aku pilih mak aku. tapi aku dapat tau dia balik sorang pukul 2 pagi. time aku tau tu, menyirap darah aku. aku rasa menyesal gila ! sekarang dia dah benci aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abang paling aku sayang dekat situ. kamal. dia kecewa atas apa yang aku dah buat. aku ponteng kerja semata mata nak ikut arahan mak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bos aku, Encik Kamaruddin yang sentiasa believe in me, turut kecewa atas tindakan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, aku minta maaf sangat dekat Abang Fi yang terpaksa tahan telinga kena marah dengan bos sebab aku. tapi apa aku boleh buat ? aku nak langgar cakap mak aku. haishh. aku tak tahu dah nak cakap apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak pernah menangis tiap tiap hari. tapi lepas kerja, tiap tiap hari aku menangis. aku fikir kan mak aku. aku fikir kan kawan aku . aku takut sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah cukup patah hati dengan sikap aku sendiri yang tak tahu malu. Ya Allah. Kau maafkan lah aku. bodohnya aku. jatuh cinta dengan suami orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time aku tahu yang Faisal dah kahwin, hancur hati aku. selama ini, aku memang benci perempuan yang hancurkan rumah tangga orang. rupanya, i'm turning to one of them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sambut tahun baru dengan hari yang sangat malang. birthday aku dah nak dekat tapi aku bet takde siapa yang akan wish aku. semua orang bengang dengan aku. memang padan muka aku pon. padah nya derhaka dekat mak kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu, aku jadi bodoh sangat. aku dah tahu abang tu dah kahwin tapi aku masih nak usha dia. subhanallah. apa aku dah buat ni ? bodoh lah kau nie erna. sial !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betul cakap akak dekat situ. suami orang , pakwe orang , semua aku nak kebas ! ada kebenaran dalam ayat dia. aku memang jahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah cakap. kalau lepas cuti 5 hari bulan ni anisah masih merajuk dengan aku, aku berhenti kerja terus. selama ini aku kerja dekat situ sebab DIA. dah kalau dia tak nak aku kerja situ, buat apa aku tunggu lagi? baik aku bla je !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah malas asyik nak jaga hati orang je. bila pulak dia nak jaga hati aku. takda siapa nak jaga hati aku. aku dah give up dengan hidup dekat situ. aku dah macam takde life ! aku nekad nak carik tempat kerja lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak sangka, dalam ramai ramai orang. seorang je yang tanya pasal aku. thanks budak sayur. although, aku tak pernah ambik tahu pon pasal kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, boleh ke aku stay kerja dekat situ ? dengan surrounding yang macam celaka. i don't know. let's fate decide je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : budak level bawah. handsome. tinggi. sleck ' nye hisap rokok. =.=' hot sial !! :D :D tapi, dia tahu hati saya dekat faisal. aku tahu kau mesti sabar je bile dengar pasal aku suka faisal. aku akan try lupakan dia untuk kau. cewahhh !! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6540380372778362218?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/6540380372778362218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=6540380372778362218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6540380372778362218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6540380372778362218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2012/01/kerja-new-year.html' title='Kerja New Year.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3345218960841195473</id><published>2011-12-21T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:52:32.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day Kerja.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;cuti pon bosan. kerja lagi bagus . tak tahu nak buat apa dekat rumah .online facebook. tengok tv. makan. tido. tu jela kerja aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuty pon lama sangat. dua hari. sampai tak tahu nak buat apa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedang aku duduk berborak dengan kawanku yang dengar katanya rindu dekat aku . aku dapat message daripada bos aku yang gatal. message aku siap dear sayang lagi . cehh. pukimak dia ! tak paham bahasa lagi ke yang anak tengah sakit, so jangan pikir nak curang lahh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ni tak lawa pon, so jangan lah cuba nak hancurkan rumahtangga kau sebab aku. aku tak nak jadi punca runtuhnya masjid seseorang. paham tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seketika tadi. sedang aku melayan cerita 90210 dekat tv, ku dapat message daripada member aku yang berbunyi seperti ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;" &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;babi punya orang tua ! pagi pagi dah tanya aku mana kau ! dekat Ah pon dia tanye jugak. takde k*** punye laki ! AHAAHAHAH "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. AWKWARD. apasal pulak dia cari aku ni ? dia marah aku ke sebab tak reply ? dumb ass. baik kau jaga anak bini kau lah lagi bagus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sexual harassment at work had become a big issues lately. beware colleagues . :D &amp;nbsp;kesian abang nizam kena buat kerja sorang sorang. padan muka dia juga ! baru dia rasa penatnya aku kena buat kerja sorang sorang for 2 days !! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3345218960841195473?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/3345218960841195473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=3345218960841195473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3345218960841195473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3345218960841195473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/off-day-kerja.html' title='Off Day Kerja.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1564679989949100505</id><published>2011-12-20T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T00:20:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress punya pasal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;bila kita stress, kita tend to do something that sometimes kita tak harapkan ataupun inginkan. example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku terlalu stress dengan kerja aku yang penat and sangat menyakitkan hati ni. sampai aku sanggup ponteng kerja. haihh. serious. menyesal doe. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, bila kita stress kita tak patut lakukan sesuatu yang boleh memburukkan lagi keadaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;selama hari ini saya tak paham kenapa orang yang baik macam encik tegarnya buat perkara macam tu. honestly, i hold grudge on you. tapi lepas apa yang saya dengar tadi, pasal anak encik yang masuk icu sebab demam panas, i know that you're actually didn't mean to do all of this. encik just terlalu tertekan dengan situasi tersebut.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; namun, ia sangat tak relevan untuk buat perkara macam tu sekali lagi lagi pada masa anak encik sedang sakit. tegarnya encik mencurangi isteri encik. mungkin bukan dengan saya, tapi dengan sesiapa pun. sangat tak &amp;nbsp;wajar ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;erm.. patut ke saya maafkan ? yap. saya akan maafkan tapi hanya sebab anak encik yang sedang sakit. kalau boleh saya tak nak ada tense between kita. so, let bygones be bygones. i treat you like boss you treat me like employee. okay ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; jujur. lepas perkara tersebut, saya trauma dengan encik. tapi, i'll try my best to accept the present. biar kita jadi macam dulu. boleh gelak gelak. i miss to have that kind of boss. sebab &amp;nbsp;sekarang boss saya macam sial je.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1564679989949100505?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/1564679989949100505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=1564679989949100505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1564679989949100505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1564679989949100505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/stress-punya-pasal.html' title='Stress punya pasal.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5585945354470267407</id><published>2011-12-19T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T00:10:01.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Department G12</title><content type='html'>Department 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap. itu lah department aku. terdiri daripada :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KETUA : SHAHRUL NIZAM&lt;br /&gt;SENIOR : ZANA&lt;br /&gt;STAFF : AKU&lt;br /&gt;NEW STAFF : FAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu jela pekerja department aku .sikit sangat kan ? yap ! hampir setengah mati KAMI bekerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi hari ini ada ke KAMI ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya benci abang SHAHRUL NIZAM aka PANJANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangang ! disebabkan kak zana and faiz cuti, so tinggal kitorang dua je. tapi sedap pulak dia melepak minum kopi dekat belakang kedai mamak sedangkan aku setengah mati kerja !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celaka betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kejadian gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; apa perasaan korang bila korang terkantoi curang? mesti cuak gila kan !!! HAHAA. padan lah muka dengan bos aku yang gatal. habis cuak muka kau kan ? &amp;nbsp;mesti kau risau gila aku bagitau bini kau apa kau dah buat dekat aku ?&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sial je tadi. aku senyum habis sinis dahh. tapi pelik betul ! isteri dah lawa. anak comel comel pulak tu. masih tak puas ? masih nak curang ? haihhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU BUKAN RACISM TAPI AKU BENCI BANGLA &amp;nbsp;DEKAT TEMPAT KERJA AKU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu adalah satu fakta. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, kalau ada punkid minat korang, korang nak tak ? errr. no comment. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : celaka betul ! tertinggal coding product dekat atas counter. esok aku memang mati !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAMMAD &amp;nbsp;FAISAL &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5585945354470267407?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5585945354470267407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5585945354470267407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5585945354470267407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5585945354470267407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/department-g12.html' title='Department G12'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2497843296388730707</id><published>2011-12-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:11:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ini Bukan Salah Dia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;tadi aku lepaskan trauma and gian aku dekat member aku. wahh. rupanya , ada jugak yang care pasal aku. thanks mirul :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba mirul cakap yang ini semua salah dia. and ada jugak salah aku. dia kata kalau aku tak carik gaduh, dia takkan buat gini dekat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi mirul jugak ada cakap, tapi kalau dia tak buat perangai merajuk die dengan kau, at least malam nie kau takkan kena layan macam &lt;strike&gt;pelacur&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;perempuan murah&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;nie. &amp;nbsp;kau takkan hadapi semua perkara perkara ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam hati aku, ya. ini semua salah aku. padah pada aku. Ujian-Nya yang aku kena hadapi macam orang lain jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak nak dia rasa bersalah. aku taknak dia rasa ini semua gara-gara dia. bukan. ini salah aku. aku redha terima. kalau aku kena #$%^ malam ni pon, ini masih salah aku. aku yang degil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, hand shaking. heart breaking. tears dropping. but who cares lah bodoh ! *refers.to.me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : mirul suruh berhenti kerja tapi no way ! abang walkie talkie/ manager saya yang handsome tu ada !! tapi saat abang tu hancurkan hati ku, aku tak akan teragak-agak nak berhenti kerja. k. poyo lebih =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2497843296388730707?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/2497843296388730707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=2497843296388730707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2497843296388730707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2497843296388730707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/ini-bukan-salah-dia.html' title='Ini Bukan Salah Dia.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-692979921195735013</id><published>2011-12-14T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T21:31:39.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena Layan Dengan Member Macam Callgirl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;sadis tajuk kan ? yap. sampai hati member sendiri buat macam ni dekat aku. nama dia sekian sekian. sekolah vokasional kuantan. bodoh. dasar gila seks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di suatu malam yang dingin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku menerima satu panggilan yang agak lama jugak lah tak dapat. member aku. dia ni kaki lepak.kamcing dulu time aku budak jahat mengalahkan APKK ! *Anti Pavilion Kl Kids.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia ni lah geng2 rempit yang aku selalu share kan cerita sial dan bangang tentang kehidupan. walaupun diorang ni sesial -sial yang korang pikirkan, diorang caring gila ! type belasah member punye musuh r. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. dapat call. ajak lepak satu hotel yang ternama lah jugak dekat kuantan. time tu pulak aku tengah punoh dengan kes VIRGINITY tadi . aku pun nak release tension. pergi join diorang dekat hotel tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katanya, nak lepak je. AKU PIKIR DEKAT LOBBY JE. malas siot nak masuk 'jauh-jauh'. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je aku pun ikut jela dia. sampai lah kat bilik **9 .&lt;br /&gt;aku tanye&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; " &lt;i&gt;nak pergi mana ? "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;dia jawab &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;"lahh..lepak sini lah best ! eh.. aku tak sure boleh hantar kau lah. kau stay jela malam ni. esok aku hantar. member aku pakai kereta. ala takpe . bukan buat apa pun. tidur je."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;dengan senyuman sinis .&lt;br /&gt;aku yang berada di kaki pintu &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;" &lt;i&gt;kau penah kenal babi tak ? agak agak rupa dia sama dengan kau." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;berkata dengan senyuman habis ayu dah.&lt;br /&gt;dia tercengang.&lt;br /&gt;aku membalas respond&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; " &lt;i&gt;kau ingat aku bitch ke nak lepak dalam bilik dengan lelaki hentah berlambak mane ?! memang aku call girl kau kan !! ajak aku tidur sekali dengan kau ? woii ! tak kesah kau pikir aku BITCH pon, tapi aku tahu lahh dosa pahala ! sekurang kurangnyaa aku tahu ni dosa sial . "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan puas hati aku bla .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : conclusion, betul cakap mak aku. lelaki tak boleh dipercayai. memang best kan ? dalam satu malam aku dilayan macam pelacur dan takde siapa pun yang kesahkan aku. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-692979921195735013?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/692979921195735013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/692979921195735013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/kena-layan-dengan-member-macam-callgirl.html' title='Kena Layan Dengan Member Macam Callgirl.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5468157225576630639</id><published>2011-12-14T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:39:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila Ulat Bulu Naik Tangan.</title><content type='html'>aku sebenarnya nak luahkan sesuatu tapi berat mulut aku nak cakap. mende ni mengaibkan orang . patut ke kita buat gitu ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak tahu nak buat apa. duit ? atau kehidupan yang bahagia ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;virginity ? honestly, i'm shocked that you asked that . you ASKED ME ' DO I STILL HAVE VIRGINITY ? &amp;nbsp;' that was clearly rude. on our first meeting pulak tu. tapi that's totally are a very sensitve question. tapi aku tak berapa kesah sangat because I'M PROUD TO STILL HAVE IT &amp;lt;3 and forever will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most despicable question is, KAU AJAK AKU PERGI RUMAH KAU. SORANG-SORANG. MALAM. i'm not a bitch.and totally i'm never gonna do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : don't even acted like you care about my&amp;nbsp;stitches and pain. my heart are painful for all your act (sinful)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5468157225576630639?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5468157225576630639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5468157225576630639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/bila-ulat-bulu-naik-tangan.html' title='Bila Ulat Bulu Naik Tangan.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7443781231838580625</id><published>2011-12-13T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:17:08.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABANG WALKIE TALKIE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;semalam aku cerita pasal aku jumpa employee handsome. hari ini aku nak cerita pasal supervisor aku yang sangat handsome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak tahu kenapa tapi di mata aku dia macam khairul fahmi che mat je ! putih cam cina and sangat handsome gila bangang ! baik pulak tu. bila dia senyum, alahaiiiiiii. gugur jantung aku ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nama ? &amp;nbsp;masih tak tahu. yang aku tahu dia jaga level kitorang. macamana aku kenal dia ? k. aku nak cerita. tak nak baca ? kbaii dekat kau. c|:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;korang pernah tak kalau dekat supermarket korang letak barang merata-rata sebab korang dah tak nak dah menda tu ? selamba bontot korang je letak eh ? aku yang jadi kuli binti batak terpaksa susun balik !!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;======================================================&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;babak 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO.1 = KEJADIAN MEMALUKAN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; nak dijadikan cerita, sedang aku kemas-kemas barang. ada satu product nie bocor . habis lantai ! pastu, supervisor &amp;nbsp;yang handsome tu lalu. dalam hati &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;'&lt;b&gt;mati lah aku !'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;pastu, dia pandang aku lama je. aku dah nak menangis mengenang gaji aku yang bakal dipotong. T_T .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku dah speechless lahh. buat muka troll habis dahh sambil carik kain burok nak lap menda alah tu ! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*k.time tu macam bibik.serious =.=' &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;sekali dia senyum. alahh tomeyyynya ! XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pastu dia kata&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; " eh ? takyah lap&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;*sambil gelak tengok aku yang cuak gila ! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;erm, awak panggil je cleaner. nanti dia yang tolong lap kan . :)) &amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt; smile lagi. tomey tomey !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and then dia bla. aku pon melepaskan HEMBUSAN NAFAS dengan agak kuat sambil me'relax'kan diriku pada trolley . tiba tiba dia datang balik ! aku pun cover cover lahh. dia GELAK lagi atas lakonan aku yang tak menjadi. dia CURIOUS menda apa yang tumpah. dia pon check lah semua. tapi aku kata lah biar aku yang buat&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;. &lt;b&gt;result : seluar aku habis kena sabun cecair uh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. shit . and yeah ! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;i say SHIT kuat2&lt;/span&gt;. T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dia GELAK lagi. tomeyy !! &amp;nbsp;and dengan muka curious yang sangat comel dia mencari benda tu. macam detective pulak kan ? namun dia pulang dengan perasaan hampa. and berkata&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; " tape lah. kalu kotor mana -mana panggil cleaner je okay ? ... and sabun tu warna biru ! "&lt;/span&gt; dengan troll face dia yang comel. XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;secara bodoh, aku denied . aku cakap&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; "no larhh ! bukan warna biru ! "&lt;/span&gt; sambil memandang sabun tu. and malangnya,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;memang warna biru&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO.2 = KEJADIAN MEMALUKAN. :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DIA BLA DENGAN GELAK AKAN KEBENGAPAN AKU. T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;====================================================&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;babak dua.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sedang aku menyusun barang, secara tidak sengaja partner aku dah tertumpahkan detergent. and dia bla gitu je ! hampehh taik kucing. =.='&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku pun buat bodoh jela . cleaner batang hidung pon tak nampak kan ? aku pon buat jela kerja aku. susun barang. lap sana. lap sini. tiba tiba..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;" dekat sini pon ada? " &lt;/span&gt;suara yang aku baru je dengar seketika tadi. dia dengan&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;walkie talkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dia tengok aku yang sedang&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;bersila&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;diatas lantai kemas barang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh yeah. aku baru perasan. aku tak panggil cleaner lagi. and KEBETULAN&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;dimana ada AKU disitu ada BENDA TUMPAH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; malang. epic fail T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aku pon cakap &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;" ohh yeah. tadi staff baru tu bawak tump//// "&lt;/span&gt; dia pintas cakap aku . =.='&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;" tape lahh. t awak panggil je cleaner okay ? dah jumpa dah barang tumpah tu ? " &lt;/span&gt;aku baru je nak balas... tapi dia dah pergi..... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;perasaan. hampa.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dalam hati &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;' saya tak bawak tumpah pun semua tu '&lt;/span&gt; sedih nya. dituduh. T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;=======================================================&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;babak 3.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kebosanan. mengundang kepada nyanyi sorang sorang. akibat ? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;terkantoi&lt;/b&gt;. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;supervisor baju hitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ternampak and gelak sambil berjalan ditelinga ada&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;walkie talkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mood aku ?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;tersenyum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;======================================================&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sejak tu banyak kali pulak lah ternampak dia dengan walkie talkie dia ! and &lt;b&gt;time ponteng kerja &lt;/b&gt;dengan customer tersayang HANIF MANSOR pon ternampak dia ! hurm... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia asyik dengan&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;walkie talkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dia je ! kfine. panggil dia&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; abang walkie talkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;tak sabar nak masuk kerja nak jumpa abang walkie talkie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; twit. bukan jumpa encik shahrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;jap. encik shahrin, you nampak seperti lelaki gatal =.='&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;TAPI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.saya sayang anda sebab tanpa anda tiada lah GAJI. heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.saya sayang ketua saya abang panjang yang suka bagi saya keluar rehat selama mana pon and sporting bila saya ponteng kerja dalam stor. heheeh. watlek watpis sikit kat camera !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.saya sayang akak Zana saya merangkap senior saya yang suka bagi saya kerja sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.saya sayang dekat partner baru mengambil tittle junior saya walaupun umur dah 19 iaitu abang tam yang baik hati buat kerja berat untuk saya. majoriti semua kerja melibatkan berat. and semua kerja saya mejoriti berat. conclusion ? hehe. saya mengaku. saya makan gaji buta kot. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.saya jugak sayang senior lelaki saya yang suka mengajak kami ponteng kerja sambil makan crispy dalam stor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.sayang jugak dekat aunty brand FOLLOW ME yang suka borak dengan saya sambil menyusun produk2 yang sebenarnya bukan kerja aku. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.sayang jugak dekat DILLY , bangla yang tak banyak cakap tapi selalu tolong aku angkat barang. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.sayang jugak dekat BOS yang selalu berlakon jadi customer secara poyonye sedangKAN of course lah staff kenal bos mereka. damn. YOUR ACT FAILED, BOSS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.sayang jugak dekat akak cosmetic yang sememangnya makan gaji buta sebab takde customer yang selalu tolong aku susun barang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.dan paling penting SAYANG BUAT ANISAH BASRI DAN SYAHIRAH ADILAH DAN AKAK WANI yang sentiasa ada untuk buang boring ku !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WELCOME PEKERJA BARU IAITU HANIF MANSOR , SHAIFUL DAN FAEZ yang akan masuk bulan satu ni. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.banyaknya. menyusahkan. kbaiii. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7443781231838580625?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7443781231838580625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7443781231838580625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/abang-walkie-talkie.html' title='ABANG WALKIE TALKIE.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-583976475146171609</id><published>2011-12-12T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T19:22:40.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day at kerja.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;bersama 12 haribulan 12 pada tahun 2011, saya telah memulakan kerja sebagai seorang pekerja tetap di salah sebuah supermarket di kuantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah nama nya SUPERmarket, memang SUPER lah kerja nya. and SUPER jugak lah GAJInya. hehehee . and BERTAN-TAN jugak lah kerja yang aku kena buad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas beberapa bulan, INSYALLAH boleh ada abs and muscle * not that i want it * :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerja started pukul 7 sampai pukul 6 petang . sumpah ~ i barely feel my legs. my hands are broken okay ?! * okay tak kesian. kfine.=.= *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi ! takpe ! penat tu sangat berbaloi sebab tiap tiap hari SAYA BOLEH TATAP ORANG HENCEM. heeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak dijadikan cerita :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;sedang ku bersusah payah menarik *trolley kot name die * aku terlanggar seorang jejaka yang comel gila siot ! dengan senyuman nya perghh ar aku cakap, die menegur ku. wahh ! i like sangat sangat. tapi i tak jumpa dah dia. huhuks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begitu lah cerita nya. kfine. tak menarik. aku tahu. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuh first day. esok apa cerita pulak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : aku memang suka HARGA DAH TERPAMPANG TULIS masih sibuk nak tanya berapa ringgit ! buta ke ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah penat2 patang tulang belakang susun memang suka kau punah kan balik . terimakasih customers . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-583976475146171609?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/583976475146171609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/583976475146171609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-day-at-kerja.html' title='First Day at kerja.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-9135102700174598743</id><published>2011-12-07T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:16:49.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya Gumbira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;saya gembira. korang gembira ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay selepas post yang agak emotional sikit semalam, aku sememangnya dalam blues ( muram-day ). aku betul betul takde semangat nak teruskan hari hari aku. damn. ayat ku =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai lah satu ketika...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya jumpa adik angkat saya yang dalam antara paling sayang jugak lah iaitu iqram. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jujur lah cakap kan ? semua suram aku terus hilang .sepanjang hari kitorang chatting and everything. somehow, apa yang kawan aku cakap tu betul. &amp;nbsp;I NEED TO FIND SOMEONE ELSE. I NEED REPLACE HIM. deep down, i know it will never be the same. we can't. i just can't accept it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku perlukan perubahan dalam hidup aku. aku perlu cari orang lain untuk ganti kan dia. actually, aku tak boleh hidup keseorangan. but sometimes, alone is better. nobody can hurt you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i MEANT. orang lain. bukan adik angkat. member or family. I NEED TO FIND SOMEONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. tadi merajuk dengan adik saya. nak post jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN_cElyecg4/Tt5LogoevkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ysKzIAch7io/s1600/fb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN_cElyecg4/Tt5LogoevkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ysKzIAch7io/s320/fb.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bWBugsPmKQY/Tt5Lr4cVDPI/AAAAAAAAANA/ib9pQAyqwps/s1600/fb2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bWBugsPmKQY/Tt5Lr4cVDPI/AAAAAAAAANA/ib9pQAyqwps/s320/fb2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;k.tak sabet XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya sangat gumbira. adik saya hafiz just send a text after a looooooooooooong time. i miss you like hell yell bammm tau tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : saya nak saman STREPSILS, PANADOL EXTEND , SOLUBLE, ACTIVE-FAST, KOYOK,AIR PANAS KAT RUMAH SAYA, COOL FEVER dan tissues JENAMA PREMIER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korang tak membantu langsung dalam menghilangkan demam, selsema dan batuk . terima kasih. menghabiskan duit je . =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-9135102700174598743?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9135102700174598743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9135102700174598743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/saya-gumbira.html' title='Saya Gumbira.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN_cElyecg4/Tt5LogoevkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ysKzIAch7io/s72-c/fb.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5407351138096934818</id><published>2011-12-05T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:06:02.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K. Aku Admit. Aku Rindu Kau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. kau nak aku mengaku kan ? ya . SAYA ERNA NABILA PEMEGANG NOMBOR CK 048A031 SANGAT MERINDUI AKMAL ARIFF PEMEGANG NOMBOR CK 048A030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puas hati ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sangat rindu kau. i mean.. sangaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat rindu. aku tak tahu kenapa tapi aku start sakit bila aku start ingat kau. aku start pening kepala bila aku tak dapat message kau. aku jadi selsema ingat dekat kau. aku jadi demam panas bila aku dapat mimpi kau takda dah untuk aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kfine. terharu tak ayat aku ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah. aku memang miss gila dekat kau. aku memang berani mati buat post ini untuk kau. akmal dah takde untuk aku. die dah takde masa untuk aku. die dah tak engat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salah aku jugak. aku pernah cakap aku benci dia. aku tak nak jumpa dia. tapi itu semua berubah start malam terakhir aku jumpa kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku jadi sangat hargai kau. aku tak tahu kenapa tapi aku rasa kau je yang paham aku walaupon kau tu lelaki. like you are my only friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much. please come back. i'm sorry for what i said. kao cakap lah aku ni whinny ke apa ke.. lembik ke whatever. but i meant every words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku betul perlukan kau sekarang. tapi aku tahu &amp;nbsp;aku tak mungkin dapat kau macam dulu. its impossible. but i put my hope high on you. walaupun mustahil tapi aku still berharap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. and aku sayang kau sangat sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : lagu it will rain memang sesuai gila. woahhh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5407351138096934818?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5407351138096934818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5407351138096934818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/k-aku-admit-aku-rindu-kau.html' title='K. Aku Admit. Aku Rindu Kau.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4506807849562698223</id><published>2011-12-05T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:51:20.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Friend Like Barney.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;how do you see yourself in 10 years ?&lt;br /&gt;hurm . sitting at the balcony of my apparment playing games with my bestfriends with my loving man. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila aku tengok HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER and FRIENDS &amp;nbsp;aku sentiasa terpikir untuk ada kawan macam diorang. stay friends forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/10300000/How-I-Met-Your-Mother-how-i-met-your-mother-10317769-1024-768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/10300000/How-I-Met-Your-Mother-how-i-met-your-mother-10317769-1024-768.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://7inheaven.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://7inheaven.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku kadang kadang jealous tengok geng yang rapaaaaaaaaaaaat gila ! yeah. aku pon ada best friends. morever, lovable and most cared friends i known so far. tapi, sometimes it doubts me. will we all be friends LIKE barney,ted,marshall, robin and lily are ? stay together through tough and thin ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan apa. just sekarang pon ada dikalangan kitorang yang saling benci membenci. eventhough diorang tak cakap depan depan. it hurt me a lot. those dreams i WISH would happen just ain't gonna happen. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila aku tengok balik , kitorang nie lebih kepada cerita HAPPY ENDINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://charactergrades.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/happy_endings-show-300x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://charactergrades.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/happy_endings-show-300x225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun diorang tak 'perfect' tapi diorang sentiasa support antara satu sama lain. helps finding the lost in each person. why can't we be like that ? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE STOP HATING EACH OTHER. START TO UNDERSTAND INSTEAD OF MISUNDERSTOOD THE IMPERFECTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YA'LL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i'm deadly sicks and no one bother to care. ape yang korang fikir is memfitnah, mengutuk antara satu sama lain. please. kita kan kawan baik ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justcoolnweirdstuff.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/cry_smiley.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://justcoolnweirdstuff.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/cry_smiley.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4506807849562698223?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4506807849562698223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4506807849562698223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='I Need Friend Like Barney.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1324526873115215428</id><published>2011-12-04T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T01:28:19.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUSS. BREAKING DAWN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;okay. dah lama juga aku tak update blog. di atas sebab2 yang tertentu ( blog aku buat sial kejap minggu ni -.- ) tergendala projek aku nak cerita pasal hari hari ku keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQxFVoSElDZbI8mUn5G_gWMzj11y8q4J7wozn66ynDNUII_C9RfnA" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQxFVoSElDZbI8mUn5G_gWMzj11y8q4J7wozn66ynDNUII_C9RfnA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;siapa je lagi yang tak tengok breaking dawn part 1 ? first day je dah full. aku yang pergi hari ke 5 pon tiket dah nak habis. tu pon aku ambik tiket awal ! review aku.. erm.. perhaps.. ROTTEN TOMATOES ? bagi aku tak best mane pon. sebab cerita tu sangat membosankan. bila dah nak habis baru start best. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tapi buat member aku yang i'm pretteyy sure agak otak biru sikit, suka lah cerita ini. memang banyak S.C . hehehehehe. so siapa yang suka tengok tu sila pergi lah. tapi AKU WARNING. MALAYSIA punya GSC dah potong sex scene. THE BED SCENE. TIME EDWARD PECAHKAN KATIL.blablabla. dah di potong oleh GSC . tapi kalau CINEMA lain aku tak tahu lah. sorry to disappoint ya'll ! HAHAHAHA. padanmuke ! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so , kalau nak tengok betul punyee, aku galakkan korang tengok online. tak lama lagi tu keluar lah. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinemaside.com/wp-content/uploads/PussinBootsWallpaper2011MovieWallpaper-tt0448694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://cinemaside.com/wp-content/uploads/PussinBootsWallpaper2011MovieWallpaper-tt0448694.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;rated : awesome !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PUSS IN BOOTS memang wajib tonton ! memang terbaik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/M3qRiw4eMVk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3qRiw4eMVk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3qRiw4eMVk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;You made the cat angry. You do not want to make the cat angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;aku suka gila ayat ni. memang sangat comel. ( sila tekan link lagu before playing this clip )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/5R8id1YObio/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R8id1YObio&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5R8id1YObio&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the " &lt;i&gt;ooooooohhh " &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;scene is the best ! aku suka gila doee. macam nak pergi tengok balik je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : SPM. HOLIDAY. WORK =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hetch.=.'' too much harimau malaya ke ? nahh.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1324526873115215428?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1324526873115215428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1324526873115215428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/12/puss-breaking-dawn.html' title='PUSS. BREAKING DAWN.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2897336046700365555</id><published>2011-11-30T13:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:38:11.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawak. XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://melayukini.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/bomoh-indon-mk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="1240" src="http://melayukini.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/bomoh-indon-mk.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://melayukini.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/bomoh-indon-mk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://melayukini.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/bomoh-indon-mk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;p/s : baguih usop wilcha. heeheheheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2897336046700365555?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2897336046700365555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2897336046700365555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/lawak-xd.html' title='Lawak. XD'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4483799679680616653</id><published>2011-11-29T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:33:04.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Namy ? Nazmi Faiz Mansor ? LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTf-DojnsA2SS0WNSZGPnsUQhuoi7e_FGB_OwcucjzUdOTQuD2cMicSOb2H" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTf-DojnsA2SS0WNSZGPnsUQhuoi7e_FGB_OwcucjzUdOTQuD2cMicSOb2H" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/380935_324341734249821_308914712459190_1518105_191192058_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/380935_324341734249821_308914712459190_1518105_191192058_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;name : muhamad nazmi faiz bin mansor. *ithink . :P *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;age : 17 years old * LOL. sama lahh *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthday : 16 august 1994.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;height : 1.67 m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;position : midfielder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school : sekolah sukan bukit jalil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who doesn't know this cute loving boy ? everyone does ! right after his first international score during malaysia vs bahrain minggu lepas. its OLYMPIC !! damn. he's good. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in one day, he become so FAMOUS especially among girls lah around 15-30's . his facebook. aku terkira berapa banyaaaaaaak fake account ! i'm talking gizlionn !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he got good looks. unfortunately girl, this HOT guy dah berpunya. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWYYnG0jAM/TtLblR71vDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/FrQz8WSwb7s/s320/awek+nazmi+faiz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWYYnG0jAM/TtLblR71vDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/FrQz8WSwb7s/s320/awek+nazmi+faiz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cute. very cute. lucky her ! advise to you nadiah ismail ! watch him like a hawk ! namy awak dah semakin meningkat populariti dia, so becareful. go tiger ! i mean.. tigress ? she become popular too ! i heard her twitter hit 3 thousands. mayyygoddd. hebad kan ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*THE POWER OF FOOTBALL. nie termasuk patriotik ke ?? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393657_294528617244912_100000633279573_1065148_725307711_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/393657_294528617244912_100000633279573_1065148_725307711_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously guys . kaka ? =.= kfine. ada jugak gaya :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;p/s : yes. saya peminat dia. dan khairul fahmi che mat juga. dan wan zack haikal. dan muslim ahmad. senang cakap. saya peminat HARIMAU MALAYA. HARIMAU MUDA. ULTRAS MALAYA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4483799679680616653?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4483799679680616653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4483799679680616653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/namy-nazmi-faiz-mansor-lol.html' title='Namy ? Nazmi Faiz Mansor ? LOL.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5uWYYnG0jAM/TtLblR71vDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/FrQz8WSwb7s/s72-c/awek+nazmi+faiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4719162251390224451</id><published>2011-11-28T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:04:14.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life After SPM :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;okayy. agak over lah jugak kot.. :P exam belum lagi habis aku dah sebuk pikir pasal gaji and elaun and university aku ! so , aku nak cerita jugak. kalau bosan sila get ootttttt !! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas je tamat SPM for my paper lahh, aku terus nak carik kerja. tak kesah lah kat mane pon ceruk mana sekalipon asalkan gaji aku tak bawah rm1000. haha. ade kew ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ? sebab aku dah planning first month tu punye gaji aku nak bayar duit lesen kereta. yap ! you heard it right ! i'm gonna take my driving licence ! yippy ! nanti papa add up sikit. hehe. aku tak nak suruh papa bayarkan sebab nak try berdikari ckit. *yelahh tu :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, after dat aku nak simpan kan saving sikit untuk aku masuk university nanti. * cewahh ! macam dapat . hehe * aku dah planning rm1000 aku nak simpan buat beli &amp;nbsp;barang untuk preparation masuk u semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excite gila bila papa kate kalau aku dapat licence papa nak beli aku kereta. aku tak kesah apa apa pun asalkan ada bumbung cukup barang and tak rosak. and yee ! cc biarlah kurenggg so tak perlu lah pakai minyak banyak. heheeh * saving2!! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually aku memang nak pergi satu and just satu university je and that's UITM. because senang aku nak ulang alik balik rumah. rumah sister aku dekat. my sporting aunt's pon dekat. so kalau nak lepaking calling2 je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memang aku target dekat selangor . sebab..............senang aku sneak out asrama keluar pergi bukit jalil tengok harimau malaya lawan nanti ? hihihihhihiks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku planning nak ambik course dekat faculty education or maybe language studies. who knows ? tengok lah dulu kan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result aku tak kisah berapa pon, asalkan lepas 5 credits pon dah buat aku layak masuk UITM nanti. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why UITM ? rules ? hahaha. giler longgar !! party anytime bebeyyh !! tak strict langsung kot !! ehem2.. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had made up my mind pretty much on everything ! and i can't wait to do it. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s :&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&amp;nbsp;duit ! duit !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4719162251390224451?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4719162251390224451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4719162251390224451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-life-after-spm-o.html' title='My Life After SPM :O'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-996025476848645306</id><published>2011-11-26T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:35:01.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;exam isn't over &amp;nbsp;yet i'm already have my bed and breakfast in the morning ! what i'm trying to say is..holiday just started a little bit sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i still got my chemistry paper but i'm not trying to study. instead i seat back ( more to lay on bed ) every day and every second watching movies back to back from oldies to present. from titanic to harry potter. damn. its only been 2 days, and i already can feel the tension. the bored-ness. damn. i need to find myself a job. and fast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, tadi afifah datang. i know. my heart longing to tell afifah about what happen between me and her, but i don't want to make anything gone any worse .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friendship has sunk . doesn't mean their's too , right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely brother asked me about my 'boyfriend' .. ugh. that words bugged everytime. with proud i said " nope. i dont't have one " . YET. HAAHAHAHAHAH XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember how many movies and dramas i watch. and its too much !! they aren't even premier in Malaysia. seriously, i think youtube, videobb, novamov, and mediashare are sicked watching my face all over again ! HAHAAH. thanks awesome webpage. without you, i'm dying in bored. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my big brother out of town, so kinda lonely. huhuks. Aiman on board for like 2 months so that's mean no seeing, phone call, messaging . its gonna be a massive tonnes of boring time !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my opinion. after watching HARRY POTTER TRILOGY ( more like seven-logy + part 1 and part 2 &amp;nbsp;) i can count how many words coming out from Cedric Diggory's. and hearing names VOLDEMORT will never be the same. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any hows, its not like i'm gonna see those mean 'CEDRIC DIGGORY' and 'VOLDEMORT' !!! haahahahhaahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : pm me ? text me ? called me ? there's only one line for JERK like you &amp;nbsp;" BEAT UP SUCKER !! " :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-996025476848645306?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/996025476848645306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/996025476848645306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/chemistry-break.html' title='Chemistry Break.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8013005956030050085</id><published>2011-11-24T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:50:31.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina Perri- a thousand years lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_2" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Heart beats fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_3" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Colors and promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_4" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How do be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_5" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How can I love when I'm afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_6" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_7" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But watching you stand alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_8" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All of my doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_9" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Suddenly goes away somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_10" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_11" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_12" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_13" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have died everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_14" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_15" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Darling, don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_16" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_17" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_18" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_19" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_20" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_21" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Time stands still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_22" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Beauty in all she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_23" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I will be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_24" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I will not let anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_25" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_26" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;What's standing in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_27" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Every breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_28" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Every hour has come to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_29" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Pre-chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_30" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_31" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_32" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have died everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_34" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_35" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Darling, don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_36" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_37" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_38" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_39" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_40" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And all along I believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_41" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I would find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_42" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Time has brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_43" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your heart to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_44" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_45" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_46" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_47" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_48" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Pre-chorus x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_49" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_50" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_51" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_52" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have died everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_53" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_54" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Darling, don't be afraid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_55" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_56" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_57" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_58" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_59" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And all along I believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_60" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I would find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_61" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Time has brought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_62" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your heart to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_63" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have loved you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_64" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s" id="line_65" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll love you for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line line-s hover" id="line_66" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thousand more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;p/s : twilight breaking dawn soundtrack. the best romance theme ever !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8013005956030050085?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8013005956030050085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8013005956030050085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/christina-perri-thousand-years-lyrics.html' title='Christina Perri- a thousand years lyrics'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8603033714802720248</id><published>2011-11-23T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:09:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Weren't Just A Word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;we tend to do mistake that sooner we regret doing it. but sometimes, and apology weren't going to make it settle. maybe it would be the end of a very faithful trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you did to me, surely are unforgivable. it isn't about her i'm pissed about. its YOU. your lies. i can stand people mocked me. hated me. or anything. but i can't stand LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of betrayal it affected me. you are untrusted to your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak kira lah berapa banyak kau mintak maaf. and may i asked you ? could it solve anything ? can you undone it ? dearly, the fact that you lies after another itu yang buat aku bengang gila dengan kau. aku tak kisah kalau kau nak lepak dengan dia ke, nak msg or whatever. that's your life. its not for me intrude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, why lying ? can you just be honest with me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap. ramai yang tanya, aku dah tak rapat dengan kau. as the matter a fact, it &amp;nbsp;is. i'll be lying if it didn't hurt me as much as it hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, aku mula rasai yang i don't have friend. friend that actually acted like one. its tears me apart. the feeling of &amp;nbsp;BEST FRIEND &amp;nbsp;acted such foolishness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen yesterday, bukak mata aku luas luas. betapa hancurnya hati aku bila kau sanggup buat macam dekat aku. one by one. my friend hurt me. first it was hanif. and then alin. and badang. and who's next ? i begun to lose my friend. you guys hurt me a lot. i cried too much thinking how stupid i am to actually trust you. care about you. you hurt me too much . i never felt this kind of betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we been friend for all our life. but i guess ' partner' is much much more important. honestly, i never post anything concerning my friend. because i'm too busy thinking about what would you feel. i'm too busy cared about your feeling that i neglected my own. my temper has it rate. and i can't stand anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god school almost over. i won't have to keep covering my feeling when i have no time seeing you all. i don't have time to actually bothered about all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful that HE shows the reality behind a ' happy' memories. its just full of lies and fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is not for you to play. you can toy it around. i know its kinda exaggerated but sometimes exaggerated means TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done being nice. i'm tired being patients for all you have done. tired of covered up your mistake. tired of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : 2 days to come. and its all over. and i'm not acting like freaking childish. i'm just one step on making a right choice in being mature. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8603033714802720248?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8603033714802720248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8603033714802720248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-werent-just-word.html' title='Sorry Weren&apos;t Just A Word.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8889695752108513449</id><published>2011-11-22T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:36:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HM's fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;lawak. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi before pergi kelas tambahan, mama membebel cakap " apa nak jadi dengan erna nie ? nak jadi apa besar nanti ? " and bla bla. its all happen when my mom bothered about my course i wanna take in college/u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really mom ? its 10 months from now. like serously =.=' SPM tak abeh lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shocked my mom out when i told her this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" how bout MANAGING HARIMAU MALAYA ? " that sure silent her out. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kan dah kena ketuk kepala. but seriously mom. " ERNA NABILA. HARIMAU MALAYA'S MANAGER " sound pretty good to me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kalau tak dapat HARIMAU MALAYA, HARIMAU Muda pon jadi. even ULTRAS MALAYA heck work for me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : demam bola. totally a real supporter of Malaysian's footballer. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda weird GIRL being a manager to a team full with awesome boy. erhh. what the heck ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRicfPAL3wpwIiw_Jn_xsAyhZ5IvnObXFrNUZJWIzipVVE4NrnPNg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRicfPAL3wpwIiw_Jn_xsAyhZ5IvnObXFrNUZJWIzipVVE4NrnPNg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svrhudGbIcY/TXiSbXau0nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MVDx63OVZbM/s1600/ladies+short.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svrhudGbIcY/TXiSbXau0nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MVDx63OVZbM/s320/ladies+short.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://estore.tmrewards.com.my/webshaper/pcm/pictures/Team%20Malaysia/teammalaysia_M.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://estore.tmrewards.com.my/webshaper/pcm/pictures/Team%20Malaysia/teammalaysia_M.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i want one of this. badly T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8889695752108513449?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8889695752108513449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8889695752108513449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/hms-fever.html' title='HM&apos;s fever.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-svrhudGbIcY/TXiSbXau0nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/MVDx63OVZbM/s72-c/ladies+short.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3248560489339314154</id><published>2011-11-21T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:33:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terima Kasih Badrul Bakhtiar .</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;tengah fans Indon bising ingat diorang boleh menang, but then at that moment our captain, Badrul Bakhtiar gave a surprising goal ! and we win !!! wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akmalhilmi.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/baddrol-bakhtiar.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.akmalhilmi.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/baddrol-bakhtiar.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious. goal tu tak masuk sebenarnya, tapi bola boleh pulak tergolek golek. heheh. dah rezeki kita nak menang kan kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengok foodcourt memang best giler barbie !! terasa nilai patriotisme dalam bola sepak . hebad &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to all players of HARIMAU MUDA. you all bring honour to malaysia. bila aku besar nanti, aku nak bazirkan duit aku pergi tengok bola. hehe. lantak lah berapa ringgit pon, aku sanggup !! demi MAlaysia ! *Cewahh. patriotik sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoohaa.my/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/logo-rasmi-harimau-muda.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://www.hoohaa.my/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/logo-rasmi-harimau-muda.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tengoktengok. ada sampai tempang kaki pemain kita. sabor sabor. bak kata mak aku tadi " goal indon tak masuk sebab yang last strike tu non-muslim " racism sangat . =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case is. goodluck HARIMAU MUDA rabu nie dalam pre-Olympic game. aku tahu korang boleh buat ! GET READY SYRIA ! HARIMAU MUDA AKAN MENGAUM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aseanfootball.org/images/FAM01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.aseanfootball.org/images/FAM01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;agak agak ada jual tak bagde ni ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;aku nak beli lah. so, boleh lah aku pakai bila aku pergi tengok bola next time pulak. heee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392932_224422234293133_148233395245351_536081_308025885_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392932_224422234293133_148233395245351_536081_308025885_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;beronok-ronok kfcm aku nie ! tau doh menang. heehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : PM, tak nak bagi cuti ke ? takkan Sultan Johor je bagi cuti kot ? adjust sikit hari rabu cuti ! takyah aku jawab EXAM ADDMATH . heheheeheh XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383013_316488638361857_212366812107374_1295713_244889405_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383013_316488638361857_212366812107374_1295713_244889405_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mohon sabar ya pak nya ?? jangan nanges terusan gitu dong ! kalo udahnya kalah, jangan teriak kayak gini doang ! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3248560489339314154?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3248560489339314154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3248560489339314154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/terima-kasih-badrul-bakhtiar.html' title='Terima Kasih Badrul Bakhtiar .'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1548307020955250983</id><published>2011-11-20T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:09:27.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Birds Vs Angry Anna ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;when i said ANGRY BIRDS, pretty much everyone knows and played it ! its like the most simplest game ever. althought for me, its kinda boring lame. but, its my opinion. hehehe. sorry angry bird's fan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER BIRD is a gama pasal haiwan ape ntah ambik telur diorang. so diorang pissed off giler kan ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu0U86Z675Q/TsjndnmN4II/AAAAAAAAAMI/SvXBGl2oWbM/s1600/angry+bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu0U86Z675Q/TsjndnmN4II/AAAAAAAAAMI/SvXBGl2oWbM/s1600/angry+bird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, poeple used the same application as ANGER BIRD is to present a new kind of anti-politic stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called ANGRY ANNA. &amp;nbsp;maybe its mean - i'm angry ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEEhWni9yG0/Tsjq3ek4L6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bYuGvklNovw/s1600/angry+anna.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qEEhWni9yG0/Tsjq3ek4L6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bYuGvklNovw/s320/angry+anna.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSuuGJESnXc/TskCkpLKL_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/d0LOYk90cD0/s1600/angry+anna+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSuuGJESnXc/TskCkpLKL_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/d0LOYk90cD0/s320/angry+anna+2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;please lah. takkan sampai tak de idea . na ciplak orang lain punye pulak ? haihh. buat malu jep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, introduce my new HOT GUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.tumblr.com/lw52dir/sZklnycd8/sean-berdy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://static.tumblr.com/lw52dir/sZklnycd8/sean-berdy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jjr/headlines/2011/11/sean-berdy-hero-sign-language.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jjr/headlines/2011/11/sean-berdy-hero-sign-language.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;DEAF is a new HOT. wahhh &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 Sean Berdy is his name. hehe. aku kenal dia dari cerita Switched At birth. hot giler doe mamat nie !! tergugat aku. mampos lah die tuh pekak and bisu. yang penting aku nak dia. HAHAAHAHAHAH !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Time couple ' BABY '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dah break ' B*BI ' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Time couple ' SAYANG '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dah break 'BANGANG ' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Time couple ' I- YOU '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dah break ' WA - LU ' .&lt;br /&gt;Time couple ' I LOVE YOU KBAII '&lt;br /&gt;Dah break ' I HATE YOU CIBAI ' .&lt;br /&gt;Time couple ' HI DARLING '&lt;br /&gt;Dah break ' BYE ANJING ' .&lt;br /&gt;Time couple ' HANDSOMENYA '&lt;br /&gt;Dah break 'SAKAINYA' .&lt;br /&gt;Time couple ' YOU LAWA LAH '&lt;br /&gt;Dah break ' EH SIAL LAH PUIH ~!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dapat dari fesbuk.hebad tul ayat dia. bagus2 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : aku bengang dengan kau sebab kau tak pernah dengar cakap aku. bila benda dah carik baru nak mengadu dekat aku .risau and menyesal segala ! aku geram sebab aku dah tolong dahh. nasihat kat kau semua tapi kau buat bodoh. ekot sangat kepala kau ! sekarang, lantak kau. do it on your own way. kbaii. =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1548307020955250983?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1548307020955250983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1548307020955250983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/angry-birds-vs-angry-anna.html' title='Angry Birds Vs Angry Anna ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu0U86Z675Q/TsjndnmN4II/AAAAAAAAAMI/SvXBGl2oWbM/s72-c/angry+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1214044104396649862</id><published>2011-11-17T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:33:06.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams.Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;SPM. quotes " sijil peperiksaan malaysia" &amp;nbsp;more like SIJIL PEPRSEDIAN MATI. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for the first week in SPM, hardly, dalam banyak banyak paper, ICT paling susah nak mampos !! yeap. all that hard work studying ICT like crazy not paid off at all. feel like crying tapi sebab terlalu disappointed gila dengan result , i was like.. " ARGH ! WHAT THE HECK ? AT LEAST MY LIVING HELL END. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my blog isn't so private anymore huh ? thanks skodeng blog saya . haha. terharu konon ! geli aku dengar. and i was hoping you won't tell her. if you know what i mean ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tup.tup. recent update. nope. i don't have anybody in my mind right now except GREYSON CHANCE. hehee. i'm living my life like Neon. i don't need anybody. qoutes : guys. i just need my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i don't recognise who actually my friends are. right now, my friend is back-stabbing me from behind. its hurt a lot. not just any friends. special and one of the person i care the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you-who-know-who, its isn't that i'm running away from you. u don't to be around where people don't need me. and i don't need your pity. i'm just fine. why should i'll be around when you are the only want me to be there ?&lt;br /&gt;Got it ? i'm letting you go. i don't care for your freaking 'touching-feeling' you better off without me. we're better off without each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gone. i still got someone who can replace you. my brother. my guys. and friends. and i'm okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, you calling me. awkward. it doesn't feel like we used to. i don't know what to talk about. and sometimes, i dreamed oneday you leave me. and from there, i learn my lesson. somehow, its gonna come true. and it's happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : cats. =.= &amp;nbsp;KELABUson Chance. Justin Baber. can't their names get any famous ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1214044104396649862?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1214044104396649862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1214044104396649862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/examslife.html' title='Exams.Life'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6156164406555043645</id><published>2011-11-12T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:26:05.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss My Friend :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;bila kita dah terbiasa dengan seseorang, sometimes bila dia dah takde kita akan rasa lonely. walaupun, there's still a lot of friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so closed. but now, it can't be like that anymore. we can't be closed. we can't. and its hurt me. i'll be lying if i said not. because it hurt me a lot. deep and its wounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of this foul , we can't be friend any longer. i long for his presence. now, he's hurt. and there is nothing i can do to help him. all i can is watching him from far away. praying for his well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i know someone is there for him. even if it isn't me. i'm happy just by seeing he is well care even without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt guilt. he's always there for me. but i can't for him. i can't even lay my eyes on him. guilt surround me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM. and i don't think he will read this &amp;nbsp;because he's too busy. its kind of my fault. but its a fault that i never regret. maybe its bring despair to me. but to him ? happiness. and i'm grateful for that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku akan sentiasa doakan kebaikan kawan kawan aku. even if it will bring pain to me. because, i'll support them no matter what. i will step out from any one life if that the only way that bring happiness to the person i love T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i miss him. really bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6156164406555043645?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6156164406555043645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6156164406555043645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-my-friend.html' title='I Miss My Friend :&apos;('/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6245810340184704430</id><published>2011-11-11T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:39:26.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;you know what !&lt;br /&gt;aku dah lama tak buat post lepas geram. so, today * represent that harini hari yang sangat indah* &amp;nbsp;i'm gonna yell . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. look ! do what you want. date him . be his girlfriend. love him like you promise me . but please, don't ever think that i'm a threat to you. he's my bestfriend. knowing the fact that you don't like me hanging around with him make me annoyed. a lot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, you my BFF , girl ! and i hooked you up with him ! so, don't bother thinking about it. he love you. and that's the only thing that matter . -.- * and i don't have a heart towards all my friend. please, they are like my lesbian :P *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. when i called someone, i expected to be talking to the person WHO OWN the phone. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;i don't gave a damn shit if someone knew that i hate VOLDEMORT. so there ! memandangkan ramai gila yang dah tahu pasal voldemort.. THANKS TO THOSE YANG MEMBONGKARKANNYA. but like i said, i DON'T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT. i still gonna hate him forever and ever !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SPM is around the corner. tapi hati aku masih tak ready nak lepaskan &amp;nbsp;hidup aku. aku rindu time sekolah. i'm starting to miss everyone. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;p/s : i hate when i hate to choose between my bestfriend and my bestfriend. LOL . you both THE BEST. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6245810340184704430?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6245810340184704430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6245810340184704430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/11112011.html' title='11.11.2011'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7423120345531476701</id><published>2011-11-05T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T09:57:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redah hujan.</title><content type='html'>gila. hari ini memang gila. dari pagi sampai lah malam. its a crazy night !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi sekolah , perang dingin dengan anisah. damn. aku malas nak &amp;nbsp;cakap pasal hal tu. sakit hati je . =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petang tu pergi rumah nany. hehe. memang cool gile ! first time aku dapat menghayati the real kampung. serius doee. tenang gile ! aku nak duduk rumah nany nanti bile cuti. hebad !! i miss my kampung :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tup!tup! sedang aku sibuk melahap mee kari dan karipap, nany mengajak aku pergi ke gambang, rumah member dia. damn. bapok jauh ! so, kitorang pon pergi ke gambang menaiki motor . walaupon, agak takut, (1st time ) tapi best gilerrrrrr !!! HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je dekat lepar hilir, bump ! hujan lebat gile ! time tu pukul 6. okay. tak tahu camne nak balik . dah lah naik motor, memey basah lencun lahh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penat ku berfikir bagai nak gila, akhirnya member nany berjaya mencari konklusinya. kitorang naik kereta. dia naik motor. walaupon hati berat bersetuju, * takot sumthing happen :( &amp;nbsp;* tapi redah jela !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi alhamdulillah. selamat pulang ke rumah ku. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. SPM dah sangat dekat. and stop calling me sayang you idiot ! gila betul kawan kawan aku nie. o yeah ! Cedric ? erm, pelik. kitorang menjadi sangaaaaaaaaaaaaaat rapat untuk 2 minggu lepas. tapi sekarang, semakin berjauh. and its look like he doesn't like me even for a friend. well, he's just another neuron right ? blablabla XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : my rule. friends stay friend. never will add "boy" in any "friend". hope you get it :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7423120345531476701?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7423120345531476701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7423120345531476701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/redah-hujan.html' title='Redah hujan.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3998572322995302890</id><published>2011-11-02T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:45:16.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wink ! wink !</title><content type='html'>its 2 november 2011. about 12 days before SPM. preparation ? ehmm.better. i want my A's so bad ! but although days become tougher i had my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wish for the best of luck for all my friends. i want they all to succeed in life . for now SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what ? Cedric is just another NEURONS. it wasn't really love. is more like attracted. i attracted to him. but now ? he's just enemy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my life ahead more than i imagine. i wanna go further. this is not the end. i can do it even for 720 hours from now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/211154_159183310815368_1155733541_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/211154_159183310815368_1155733541_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/6700000/Breaking-Dawn-twilight-series-6736711-1280-1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/6700000/Breaking-Dawn-twilight-series-6736711-1280-1024.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun SPM nak dekat. aku menantikan dua movie nie nak keluar ! arghh !! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : wink2. belajar kenyit mata. haha. macam bodoh. =.=' takde pape dah kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3998572322995302890?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3998572322995302890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3998572322995302890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/11/wink-wink.html' title='wink ! wink !'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4298687652398160184</id><published>2011-10-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:25:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Wild Sleepover/ BBQ</title><content type='html'>so, sepanjang minggu nie aku merupakan seorang budak yang merempat. HAHAH. takde rumah. kesian aku. T_T tapi nasib baik nenek aimi baik hati nak pungut aku. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay . awal aku cakap. entry kali ini SANGAT PANJANG ! so, sila tekan CLOSE kalau taknak habiskan masa korang membaca blog nie. terima kasih :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, honestly ? tak berapa enjoy because its a close party tapi orang lain pon ade. redha jela. jujur cakap, aku mengharapkan aku KENYANG , rupa nya KEBULUR. balik rumah, aku terus kejar dapur !! *rumah nenek aimi *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it full or fun ! walaupun baju basah, kena 'simbah' dengan something tut, kena marah, kebuluran, api tak setat2, baju bau asap, kaki gatal2, muka jadi arang batu,and bla bla.. its a memories i'll never forget !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : i'm not into him dah. =.='please. aku tak suka Cedric. and afiq and rasydan. stop guessing &amp;nbsp;who he is !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Q_5Uj9Pik/TqkWdDnf5KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3KmoGYcwsrk/s1600/DSCN1403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Q_5Uj9Pik/TqkWdDnf5KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3KmoGYcwsrk/s320/DSCN1403.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUexMOVLPYw/TqkQIGrWG_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynsLn3ym1wI/s1600/DSCN1316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUexMOVLPYw/TqkQIGrWG_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynsLn3ym1wI/s320/DSCN1316.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oha1QM1RdsY/TqkQ4lRl-2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uwkfekIRXfY/s1600/DSCN1323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oha1QM1RdsY/TqkQ4lRl-2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uwkfekIRXfY/s320/DSCN1323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298575_292813350738124_100000283854610_1210680_1896905367_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298575_292813350738124_100000283854610_1210680_1896905367_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;credit to this cute girl- nur liyana :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snap2 from her blog. thanks dear !! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLEEPOVER.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its &amp;nbsp;all started on TUESDAY. actually, planning nak sleepover sebab senang sikit nak pergi barbeque keesokkan harinya. asalnya nak tidor sehari. last2 wahh. tiga hari ! my longest 'elope' *with books* &amp;nbsp;ever !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bersama anisah basri and aimi aqilah its awesome. some how i felt like home dekat situ daripada aku duduk dekat rumah aku. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yepp. getting in fight with someone. bodoh. i'm the next target. damn ! asshole ! school sucks. HAHAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : just topup rm10. and suddenly have zero ringgit in a day. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4298687652398160184?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4298687652398160184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4298687652398160184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/crazy-wild-sleepover-bbq.html' title='Crazy Wild Sleepover/ BBQ'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1Q_5Uj9Pik/TqkWdDnf5KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3KmoGYcwsrk/s72-c/DSCN1403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7757038198379837269</id><published>2011-10-23T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:21:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Nak Bunuh Semua Orang</title><content type='html'>cuba bayangkan kalau pembunuh tu dah kasi tau awal awal yang dia nak membunuh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian sekian . contoh :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D1VxjC5OR4/TqQFGXb4csI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xaqpM6uR7vk/s1600/13193718310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D1VxjC5OR4/TqQFGXb4csI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xaqpM6uR7vk/s400/13193718310.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*sori tak berapa nak elok sebab baru first time buat ! waaaaaaaaaaaa :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tapi tapi tuh bukan persoalannya. kelas best held BARBEQUE FOR 5BEST. so , when i say 5BEST, so, diorang jela !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ini ada outsiders semua. okay. aku bleh tolerate lagi kalo KORANG BAYAR. but, tapi tak, i'm sorry please get out. okayy. pastu, ada pihak yang tak boleh terima. sampai nak cancel. tanak pergi. trust me ! ini akan bersangkut paut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;aku nak buat, tapi ini perlukan kerjasama. and aku tak senang duduk . guys ? SPM is around the corner. nope. SPM dekat sebelah aku ! and my head still pikir pasal menda bangang nie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so, aku dah pening. jangan sampai aku pergi umah faiz habbali. bagi semua duit. and bla.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kbye. tu je nak cakap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : aku nak baling semua orang ! kalau orang tak dapat aku baling , lappy nie yang aku baling kang ! ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7757038198379837269?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7757038198379837269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7757038198379837269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/aku-nak-bunuh-semua-orang.html' title='Aku Nak Bunuh Semua Orang'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--D1VxjC5OR4/TqQFGXb4csI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xaqpM6uR7vk/s72-c/13193718310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3494479170329154428</id><published>2011-10-22T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T18:16:20.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Date Much ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ughh. penat nya ! baru balik study group dengan hanif, faiz anuar and ADIB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what with the caps lock ? hehe. takde. its been a very loooooooooooooooong time since aku last jumpe adib. yeahh. i kinda miss him. kitaorang just message and chatting je. so, finally.. the day come ! yeahhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dia ajar physic ! woohooo.. akhirnya, aku paham juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, study is fun. a lot of funny moment but it make realise i didnt do good towards Cedric. i left him alone. its not like i want it to be , it just that i caught up with something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, aku tak rasa sekelumit perasaan pon dekat dia. harsh. macamana aku boleh lupakan seseorang hanya dengan &amp;nbsp;1 hari. hebad tak aku ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks teman aku jalan tadi. i really appreciate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait nak bbq !! HAAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is coming too. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : menyampah dengan voldermort. hate you sucker !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3494479170329154428?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3494479170329154428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3494479170329154428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/study-date-much.html' title='Study Date Much ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8304442692334280605</id><published>2011-10-21T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:15:04.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELE - Someone Like You lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I heard that you settled down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;That you found a girl and you're married now.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that your dreams came true.&lt;br /&gt;Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how the time flies&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised&lt;br /&gt;In a summer haze&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;No worries or cares&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and mistakes&lt;br /&gt;They are memories made.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s &amp;nbsp;: nevermind. i find someone like you. i wish nothing but the best for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/21932_259540457051_259536302051_3139890_6944261_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/21932_259540457051_259536302051_3139890_6944261_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;good luck with friend, my heart ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&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/3917697304070394565-8304442692334280605?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8304442692334280605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8304442692334280605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/adele-someone-like-you-lyrics.html' title='ADELE - Someone Like You lyrics'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-9205645034202558134</id><published>2011-10-20T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:04:06.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedric is just another name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;well, yang aku tahu is takde siapa2 pon yang bersalah dalam hal ini. yap. aku tahu hanif bengang sebab dia buat macam tu dekat aku. tapi nany is right. dia terlampau tension dengan SPM. he need some time. sapa aku nak halang dia happy kan ? aku sepatutnya memahami dia. bukan nak marah marah dia. plus, dia dah cakap pon yang dia akan cancel kalau dia ada kelas. so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang tetiba aku nak emotional tu pehal ? bodoh.. yap. sebenarnya. aku bengang sebab dia lebih prefer untuk buat perkara tu dari aku yang terlampau stress dengan pelajaran. tapi aku paham. kitorang just kawan. kitaorang ni takda apa apa hubungan pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. i'm not mad at you. aku okay je. i just have to act rational and thinks about others too. aku yang being selfish sekarang. and i'm sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab. aku memang sedih kau buat aku macam tu. tapi aku lagiiiiiiiiiiiii sedih kalau kao dan aku tak boleh bertegur sapa dah. its KILL me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you more to be my FRIEND than being my boyfriend. to be truth, i never imagine having you one pon. i respect you, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, goodluck in SPM. and to my Cedric Diggory, STAY AWAY FROM VOLDEMORT ==' that's a warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : finally. REAL FACEBOOK VIDEO CALL. ugh. awesome :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-9205645034202558134?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9205645034202558134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9205645034202558134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/cedric-is-just-another-name.html' title='Cedric is just another name.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3528718759359292129</id><published>2011-10-18T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:45:21.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless. Wordless. Defenceless Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;apa perasaan korang kalau tidak dapat berbuat apa apa yang korang tegar untuk buat ? hurmm. macamane tu eh ?&lt;br /&gt;example : nak keluar lepak sangat sangat, tapi parents tak bagi. kalau keluar , dosa. tapi sebab nak jaga hati member, terpaksa jugak buat dosa dekat Mak at the same time berdosa jugak dekat ALLAH . because we know its a sin, but we still do it. and we're DEFENCELESS to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernah tak korang wordless aka speechless ? well, i did. aku tak tahu nak cakap apa sampai aku diam kan je. this is so complicated to say. but, yang aku tahu ini semua salah aku. itu je. dan aku sangat BERDOSA. dan yang aku tahu aku takut sangat until my hand's shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about clueless ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to do. and what we can do is " diam kan diri. buat bodoh je. " salah. tapi apa boleh buat ? perkara dah berlaku. nasi dah jadi bubur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. sorry merepek je malam malam buta ni. cuma, secara kias nye, nie je yang aku boleh katakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TakSabarNakStudyDenganDiaEsok. :D :D :D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : saya sayang dekat awak sangat sangat .sayang saya sampai selamanya !tapi saya nak jumpa awak di Syurga. saya harap kita dua2 ada disana, tapi bukan dua dua ada di Neraka. faham tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye. mengarut je =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3528718759359292129?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3528718759359292129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3528718759359292129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/clueless-wordless-defenceless-day.html' title='Clueless. Wordless. Defenceless Day'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5804633196848495909</id><published>2011-10-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:26:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Nerves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ugh. penat gila mata sejak akhir akhir ni. aku semakin emotional gila sekarang. kejap kejap je touching. kejap kejap je nak melalak ! haihhh. aku dah gila betul ! kena sound sikit dah terbungkang mata ! mula lah.. meleleh air mata ! kau engat bagus sangat ke jadi lemah gitu ? ugh. annoying please . :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babi sangat lah ! bukan salah aku, alek alek aku yang kena maki dengan cikgu. wahh. aku memang suka. terima kasih. pastu , padan muka aku ! kan dah kena perli dengan cikgu nana pasal physics. my teasrs burst without 1,2,3 dah ! tak sanggup nak bursting depan cikgu. lantak lahh korang kata aku kurang ajar ke apa ke. yang aku tahu, kau orang tak tahu cerita. pufffthhh ! =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasal cikgu addmath tak payah cakap lah . dah lah baru kena sound dengan cikgu nana, pastu dengan cikgu addmath. memang bertambah tambah lah stress aku ! yes. i love to be the victim. arigatou gozaimas ! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi a very fucking ending always havee a beautiful end. memang hati cakap nak duduk je tengah jalan tak payah ambik SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedang aku duduk sorang di belakang sekolah menunggu hanani ambik aku, i;ve got a message. ya ALLAH. dia pembakar semangat aku nak belajar. ayat ayat dia like " aku sentiasa ada kalau kau nak belajar" "just text me if you need me" " tolong jangan give up. please keep trying" "its not too late "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his 'humours' like " jangan sebab aku takde, kau tak boleh belajar. hehe" " you need my motivation to keep you on" and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize we've been texting a lot lately. aku pon tak sedar. thanks dear. you the reason i keep going. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i'm sorry for cancelling it on the last minute. i've so many things in my mind. and i can't keep going. can't wait for rabu with you ! &amp;lt;3 Cedric Diggory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5804633196848495909?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5804633196848495909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5804633196848495909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-nerves.html' title='Last Nerves.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1082258465435846643</id><published>2011-10-14T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T20:55:35.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Abusing Cats .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312628_163399787084407_161111180646601_306476_217118648_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312628_163399787084407_161111180646601_306476_217118648_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;The mother cat kept licking the kittens, hoping it would revive them. According to the family that adopted the stray cat, on the morning of the 11th when they heard the cat’s tragic cries, they rushed downstairs to discover this stray cat’s four kittens abused to death, and even placed in front of the mother cat. The kittens’ bodies were covered with bullet holes, with blood all over. One of the kittens had its neck tied with a rope and elongated, its chest cut open, heart exposed, while the other three kittens’ heads were stepped on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REBLOG THIS PICTURE TO SHOW YOU’RE AGAINST ANIMAL ABUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babi babi babi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanya tu je yang bersesuaian untuk orang yang suka dera kucing. apatah lagi, bunuh diorang dengan kejam ! how could these monsters hurt an innocent cat ? aku tak boleh pandang muka mak kucing dalam gambar nie. &amp;nbsp;aku tengok mak kucing ni macam menangis tengok anak anak dia mati dalam kekejaman. aku pon sedih. i'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku faham perasaan orang yang bela kucing terbiar ni. dulu, kucing aku pon pernah kena naiya dengan orang. mati sebab kena racun. kucing aku mati atas pangkuan aku sendiri. huhuhuhu. the facts that she's in pain. and her kittens were watching her dying. its painful T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new one from paan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229154_2049320796478_1348225305_2464597_7724607_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229154_2049320796478_1348225305_2464597_7724607_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painfully, this idiotic people siat kucing tuh. Ya ALLAH. takde benda lain ke korang nak siat hah ?? cukup lah menyeksa kucing yang tak bersalah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kucing adalah binatang kesayangan Nabi Muhammad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, stop harassing and bullying and killing its wthout mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE CATS. and i don't mean just Cats. all animals and living things in Allah creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMQe-ZM4g8ZwpGXpcVyatKHxCVi7OLV0zAoH-U0I8P_FuDyddJ" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMQe-ZM4g8ZwpGXpcVyatKHxCVi7OLV0zAoH-U0I8P_FuDyddJ" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPcmP51ZTCOceENC2L4qJS8TRIxNsDiMcGCNHeXlFvMUDcFLvhJvlGzL0" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRPcmP51ZTCOceENC2L4qJS8TRIxNsDiMcGCNHeXlFvMUDcFLvhJvlGzL0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p/s : haritu alin cerita dia jumpa kucing kena siat . babi for those people too ! =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1082258465435846643?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1082258465435846643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1082258465435846643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/stop-abusing-cats.html' title='Stop Abusing Cats .'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-667494896660499572</id><published>2011-10-13T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:29:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>744 hours .</title><content type='html'>30 days. 774 hours. 44640 minutes. 2678400 seconds left before spm. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still fooling around. huhu. sedih bila fikir aku tak insaf lagi. hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Cedric. what about him today ? well, he tried to make up for his mistakes . well, somehow i think its not the time for this . he got bigger things to take care of . so, aku rasa macam aku ni bakal menjadi penghalang cita cita dia. so, i think i should back off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now Cedric. and i'm trying to be the bigger person here. just a few days ago i fall for you. and a few days i need to forget about you. just like the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, my heart is always there you. my mind too. all your knowledge will always be useful in SPM exam. heee. thanks Cedric. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck in SPM . i'll put my hope high on you just like you put yours on me. thanks for all the advice. terima kasih keran percaya aku boleh buat. it really help me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i love every moment you asked me about study group. it makes my days. and it make me smile thinking you said " aku tak kisah masa aku. yang penting adalah aku ada untuk ajar kau. " THANKS CEDRIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SukaKenaTampar * =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-667494896660499572?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/667494896660499572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/667494896660499572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/744-hours.html' title='744 hours .'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3852184194192766329</id><published>2011-10-12T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T17:00:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOLAK DENDAM DAPAT HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;today i learnt that revenge is not the way to take turns for every mistakes that person * who may it is * did. aku tau. apa yang dia pernah buat dekat aku can't be forgiven . tapi die deserve untuk bahagia. aku pernah cakap aku nak buat DIABOLICAL PLAN dekat dia. i guess i shouldn't .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ALLAH tu MAHA ADIL. lepas je aku buat keputusan nak buang idea jahat aku tu, *tett.tett.tett.tett* phone ku berbunyi tanda message baru masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minit sebelum kejadian self-conscious &amp;nbsp;ini berlaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedang ku berjalan seorang diri sebelum ALIN BADANG BADANG &amp;nbsp;menyerbu dari depan tanpa rasa gemuruh/takut/terperanjat, aku berfikir sendirian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" sedihnya. sampai hati Cedric buat begini. he's promise he would come T_T. nampak lah dia tak kesah langsung dekat aku. hurm..." berjalan seorang diri tidak memikirkan orang lain. dengan harapan dia akan cakap dia sorry . tapi aku tahu tuh just bayangan aku je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba dapat message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from him. my hand is shaking. its not just apologize. its more to regret. and i was like in heaven. i'm so happy. aku tahu , it just a message. but it mean a lot to me. he do care. at least. kawan je kut ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALIN BADANG BADANG pon 'surprise' aku. malangnya, aku terlebih bahagia sampai aku jadi gila. HAHAHA. aku sangat bahagiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, aku buat baik, ALLAH balas dengan perkara yang menggembirakan aku. alhamdulillah. aku bahagia sangat :D :D &amp;nbsp;terima kasih ya ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : thanks syawal for the learning. thanks HANIF and TYHA AND FATIN teman aku . and AIDA and MAS teman syawal. i think :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day start with a lot of trouble, but end with a lot of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY ALIN !! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3852184194192766329?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3852184194192766329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3852184194192766329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/tolak-dendam-dapat-happiness-tem.html' title='TOLAK DENDAM DAPAT HAPPINESS'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7941325984704788646</id><published>2011-10-10T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:52:45.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Benci Kau lah Voldermort !</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Voldemort diberi nama kepada seseorang yang apparently i hate so much. eh encik voldemort ? kau nie tak paham bahasa ke yang aku tak suka kau ? so sila bla dari hidup aku and pandangan mata aku. I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. aku malas nak cerita siapa and apehal aku dengan mamat nie. cuma, dia nie memang annoying gila. pura pura baik and trying to tackle every girl i know ! ergh. nak jadi kasonova lah tu. Gosh. mesti pelik kan ? semua perempuan tergila gila kan dekat kau, and aku sorang je yang benci gilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa dekat kau ? HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila dah ternyata nyata aku benci kau, so semua barang yang kau bagi aku tak kan ambik. bukan aku berlagak or apa apa. cuma, kalau kau bagi aku Crunchies pon * despite its my favourite * dah kalau dari kau, aku takkan ambik. paham bahasa tak ? sorry too say. barang yang kau bagi tu aku tak ambik pon. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dah kalau barang kau pon aku tak nak, muka kau pon aku tak hingin nak pandang ! tak payah lah kau sebuk tunjuk baik depan aku. sebab aku dah tau kau bukan baik pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUARA KAU PON AKU TAKNAK DENGAR LAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak payah nak buang masa nak ambik hati aku. kan dah kena pandang jeling . sorry. aku hanya pandang jeling dekat orang yang aku tak suka and that's YOU. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku rasa lah kan ? kau dah pon tau yang aku BENCI dekat kau. tengok reaction aku pon kau tahu kan ? aku akan terus bla kalau kau ada. and aku paling tak suka orang sebut nama kau. walaupun time tuh CEDRIC PUJAAN HATIKU ada, mood aku akan terus jadi tak tenteram kalau kau ada. wahh ! kuat gila affection kau. =.=.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people can see that i hate you a lot. bak kate aku kepad mereka yang bertanya , aku menjawab " entah. geli. annoying. mengarut. koya mengarut. and there's nothing bout you so special lah ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Aku rasa dah banyak post aku pasal mamat nie. haha. ketidakpuasan hati. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : MISS CEDRIC SO MUCH. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7941325984704788646?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7941325984704788646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7941325984704788646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/aku-benci-kau-lah-voldermort.html' title='Aku Benci Kau lah Voldermort !'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5448615350444360010</id><published>2011-10-08T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T20:43:10.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diabolical Plan / Kenduri/ SPM</title><content type='html'>DIABOLICAL PLAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can just stand and watch what people did to you ? no way ! i'm preparing myself vengeance for you ! just wait and see. hahaha. my Stupid Diabolical plan just for that person who once destroy my relationship with my ex. muahahahahaha ! i'll destroy yours like you destroy mine. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have the taste of your own medicine. don't play play with me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KENDURI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time trying to replenish my ideal Diabolical Plan, credits ku dihabiskan dengan meng'contact each and every person i can think off &amp;nbsp;! ( looking for transport nak pergi rumah hanif )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from trying to congratulate his parent, actually nak jumpa Cedric. and its goes.........hurm, half-ly pointless&lt;br /&gt;? i left my glasses dekat rumah , so tak dapat nak tengok muka dia. huhuks. ugh ! nevermind. at least hanif left me with a delightful news * bagi aku. LOL you asked about me ! i'm affected. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malangnya, someone shout my name. aku tak tahu siapa. i'm sure its not him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows ? tadi mak hanif tanya pasal preparation for SPM. and i was like ................ T_T .&lt;br /&gt;no prep at all ! aku masih online ! tengok tv ! makan tanpa berhenti ! tidur sepanjang masa ! study felt like years ! so, macam mane nie ? sebulan je lagi and aku masih tak sedar2. ilmu banyak lagi tak gali and i'm still trying to kick someone butt ! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please help me. i'm in critical condition right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : coming out from my news feed/ recent stories. and it hurt. i thought we were friend. T_T i guess everyone else is, but not me. just me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5448615350444360010?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5448615350444360010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5448615350444360010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/diabolical-plan-kenduri-spm.html' title='Diabolical Plan / Kenduri/ SPM'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4802836321896210837</id><published>2011-10-07T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:21:40.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KALO SAYA SUKA AWAK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sadmuffin.net/cherrybam/graphics/graphics-cute/cute030.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.sadmuffin.net/cherrybam/graphics/graphics-cute/cute030.gif" width="112" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;Bile cakap pasal cinta, semua orang &lt;i&gt;eager &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;giler nak tahu! yeah.manusia memang giler talak dengan cinta. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipu larh kalo kate korang tak pernah bercinte or suka sape-sape. menipu larh sangat sangat!! tapi yang peliknye, macam-macam orang sanggup buat bile diorang jatuh cinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEOPLE DO CRAZY THINGS WHEN THEY INLOVE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. bile kite suke seseorang kite sanggup buat ape sajee!! sometimes, korang akan jadi buang tebiat. yelarh. kalo dulu mak suroh stadi, HAMPEH LARH! tahun depan tak sure ciap ke tak. tapi bile kite dah suke die, sanggup stadi siang malam semate-mate nanty bile die tak paham boley larh korang ajar die. acehh. GENTLEMAN sangat. kalo dulu korang nie KEDEKUT TAHAP KAMBING, sekarang kalo boleyh duit due posen dalam tabung tuh pon korang sanggup bagi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. bile kite dah suke orang , kite jadi tak tentu arah. tibe-tibe jee korang senyum sorang. pastu bile jumpe si die, terus jadi tak tentu arah! &lt;i&gt;hye &lt;/i&gt;dengan &lt;i&gt;bye &lt;/i&gt;pon dah tak dapat beza dah!! pastu, pantang kalo adee orang cakap sal si die, terus jadi cam monyet dapt pisang! CURIOUS &amp;nbsp;giler2 barbie!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. bile kite dah terlalu suke kan die, kite sanggup KAJI FACEBOOK die! kalo boleh semua korang nak tahu. lagi baik kalo setiap kali tengok&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;mutual stuffs &lt;/i&gt;mesti kena ade banyak persamaan!. (nie dah tahap sawan. terlampao taksub tahap stalker. =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. bile kite dah suke die, bile dapat message die, jadi macam orang giler! bende yang tak kelakar pon boleh gelak sakan! pastu, bile die tak reply, mesti korang berdebar-debar " &lt;i&gt;asal larh die tak reply? die kechik aty ngn aku ker? aku nie membosankan ker?? die text ngn pakwe die ke?ke kedit dah habis? maybe die marah aku? OH TIDAK! DIE DAPAT TAO AKU SUKE DIE!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Usually,mende-mende nieyh la korang akan pkir bile si die tak reply. part yang extra-best nye bile tup!tup! dapat message "ANDA MENERIMA RM** DARIPADA 014******.BLA2" HAHAHA.bengong larh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. tapi yang paling aku tak boleh bla bile kite suke orang is, kite kuat CEMBURU. pantang nampak die dengan girl/&lt;s&gt;gay&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;guy lain. terus keluar dah mucung itik tuh!!! jelous bebenor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6.bile kite ter'suke orang. kite mule pikir kan pasal die. kejap-kejap jee nak cakap dengan die. nak jumpe die tiap tiap hari! kalo tak jumpe sehari tak sah! kalo sakit pon ,kene jugak pergi!sebab nak tengok die. (koya larh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tapi, aku tak nafikan semua nie pernah terjadi and aku pon pernah buat kerja2 gila macam ni. and i think im doing it all over again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tapi, cinte tuh memang sangat INDAH. yelarh. for once kite akan ade rase confindence sangat sangat! kalo aku macamane pulak yee?? setakat nieyh..tak penah larh aku MENCINTAI orang. just plain SUKA SUKI je ade larh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang? erm, yeah. i have my eyes on someone sekarang. sapee?itu sangat rahsie.hehehehe. top secret tuh! yang aku boleh gitao.. . hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeyh larh. out dulu. merepek merapu meraban jer aku nieyh! orang tengah mental memang gini.huhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i think im starting to actually like you, Cedric :P lalala. thanks for tonight nany ! i really need it. have fun dekat terengganu :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js#xfbml=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;fb:like href="http://dead-in-silence.blogspot.com/2011/01/bile-cakap-pasal-cinta-semua-orang.html"&gt;&lt;/fb:like&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4802836321896210837?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4802836321896210837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4802836321896210837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/01/bile-cakap-pasal-cinta-semua-orang.html' title='KALO SAYA SUKA AWAK?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3359904313533865398</id><published>2011-10-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:02:07.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Don't Cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;aku baru dapat tahu pasal tadi. Ya Allah . aku takut sangat. aku risau sangat dekat dia. daripada apa yang alin cerita, he's in so much pain. aku sedih sangat. yang buat aku sedih sebab alin nangis . aku tak boleh dengar dia menangis. aku tak tahu nak buat apa . aku jadi bersalah gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku minta maaf sangat. sebab aku tak tahu nak buat kau berhenti menangis. aku minta maaf sangat sebab aku tak mampu nak stop menda nie semua. aku rasa menyesal gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku tak ajak korang keluar semalam, semua nie takkan berlaku. dia takkan bergaduh, and kau mesti takkan nangis. alin, aku minta maaf sangat. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alin, kau jangan lah sedih sampai macam ni. aku tak suka tengok kau menangis . aku tahu kau risau dekat dia tapi kau kena take care juga. dah dua hari dah kau balik sorang. kau buat aku risau tau. let just hope he's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you. please take care of yourself. aku tak nak sorang lagi kawan aku merana. cukup lah sorang. itu pon kalau boleh aku taknak. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : senang cakap. ini semua salah aku. kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3359904313533865398?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3359904313533865398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3359904313533865398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-dont-cry.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Cry.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-240573515005554882</id><published>2011-10-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:23:42.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Fighting is The Only Way.</title><content type='html'>i never agree to any fighting. because to me, every fight end up with a whole another trouble that never gonna end. there always going to be the LOSER and the HERO. can't we just sit and talk ? no need for blood splattered everywhere !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini cuma idealogi aku. aku memang tak suka bergaduh. pengalaman mengajar aku cukup banyak pasal hal ini. what i'had going through make me understand it more. i know, you think that i don't understand it. maybe. but i think i know at the very least, the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't want to lose you. or anyone else for that matter. bergaduh tak membawa apa apa kebaikan pon. tapi, ikut kau lah. kau rasa itu dapat buang malu kau, then go for it. aku always sokong ( eventhough i know its wrong )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku takut tengok dia macam tu tadi. i never see him like that before. i can't see those light i saw in your smile *cewahh. tapi benda dah berlaku. tak boleh nak buat apa dah kan ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know you reading this . i hope you can understand what i'm trying to say here. we all care about you that we don't want you to get hurt. i know ini semua kinda overreacting.probably, you have been through this thousands time. its normal for you. but its scares the hell out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't stand there and doing nothing. tak perlu lah kau nak berasa apa pun. aku akan buat jugak dekat orang lain sebab korang semua bermakna dalam hidup aku. cuma, i can't just wait and shed another tears. i can't watch my friend laying in bed hurtful. not anymore. perit hati bila tak dapat buat apa apa pun. macam semua dah terlambat. thinking " why i haven't warned him before ? " so, aku tak nak benda macam tu berlaku lagi. bukan dekat kau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengok member aku dying i can't do a shit about it &amp;nbsp;! guess what ? reason : fighting .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tak tahu nak express macam mana, because apparently, slow talked doesn't give a thing to you at all ! since you read my blog, i hope you know what im trying to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so scared. lagi lagi bila kau bagitau aku yang abang food court yang gampang tuh sampai bawak keluar pisau. cuba kalau tiba tiba something bad happen ? kita tak tahu. but it might happen. i can think thousands of accident yang boleh berlaku. and i don't want any of it to happen to you. tolong lah faham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : ini just luahan kebengangan aku yang tak terluah. im glad its over now. and promise me this would the last. don't make us worried about you macam ni lagi. &amp;nbsp;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kecian Cedric kena marah tadi, huhu. don't wear that baju putih lagi ! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-240573515005554882?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/240573515005554882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/240573515005554882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-fighting-is-only-way.html' title='When Fighting is The Only Way.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6217511492083533226</id><published>2011-10-05T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:33:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM VS THEATER</title><content type='html'>tadi online, tiba tiba dapat wall post from anoe said yang ade theater ajak buat show. jujur kata, rindu gila lah bangang nak perform !! last show aku dua tahun lepas time aku PMR. dulu pon sama, one weeks before PMR kitorang ada shows. and result ? kan dah tak berapa nak cemerlang PMR. so, aku tak nak result SPM aku jadi teruk juga :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rindu dekat abang taufik, abang que, abang nik and bla bla bla . so, anoe kali ni kau kena join sorang je lah eh ? hehehehehhehehe. gudluck my team ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, macam macam berlaku hari ni. secara gampangnya, adik aku tak datang. thanks buat akak menunggu. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. cedric ade. tapi aku tak rasa bahagia pon. aku rasa macam kekurangan. tapi, aku tengok macam dia melarikan diri dari aku. dia macam ignore aku. jujur lah cakap. aku sedih dia buat aku camtu. heyy, im your friend too ? jangan lah layan aku gitu. aku pon nak belajar juga. im trying to act professional. time belajar, aku belajar okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu , kau adalah cakap perkara perkara yang tak make sense langsung. aku pon pelik dengan kau. selama ni tak pernah pulak kau segan dengan aku. pelik lah kau sekarang eh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam ni. tak nak lah suka dekat kau. aku takut aku akan kehilangan kau kalau aku terus suka kau and kau terus layan aku macam ni. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you more than to lose you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nak belajar bersungguh sungguh ! aku nak bukti kan dekat kau yang aku pon boleh dapat 9A macam kau ! &amp;nbsp;and seseorang itu tak rosak sebab cinta. kau cakap macam tu, tapi bagi aku tak. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : k la. aku nak out pergi food court. nite yall ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6217511492083533226?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6217511492083533226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6217511492083533226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/spm-vs-theater.html' title='SPM VS THEATER'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5871317229767105173</id><published>2011-10-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:22:02.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICT Day Camp.</title><content type='html'>Monday is today ! *duhh. =.='&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so, i was thinking. majority of blogger ( among my friends lah ) they all used english language in writting their blog. and it has been a while since i used fluent english in my blog ..hehe ( i preferred ROJAK )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bukan ke bahasa melayu is much more understandable than english ? ye lah . tak ramai orang yang pandai english. and even if the visitor guna google translate, tak 100% it would translate exactly like it has to be. grammar errors. punctuation and bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but itu bukan cerita untuk hari ni. just introduction je. aku nak cerita pasal seharian KAMI di SMK Bukit Goh. it was terrific ! it was awe-2-some ! despite lack of&amp;nbsp;facilities , it was one hell of a camp ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pagi pagi, time nak gerak je ( 8.00 am ) ade lah complication berlaku sikit.. hehehehe~ kitorang sampai dulu. time tuh diorang tengah ade assembly. memang tayang muka lah tadi. semua pandang. malu jep ! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banyak juga ilmu aku dapat. thanks cikgu &amp;nbsp;freely paying RM10 for each and everyone of us ( *16 candidates ) there was a lot of things i can gain through out this bootcamp. * cehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenangan ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm. apa aku nak cakap kan, aku tertarik dengan abang pengawas baju biru. sekolah ? dekat panching. menyesal nya lari daripada dia ! gosh ! kalau aku duduk je sebelah ain tadi memang aku dah on dahh. omagayyy. effection aku dekat Cedric terlampau kuat kot. wahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks too syafiq. it just got serious. padahal aku cerita kat badang je. sibuk je menyampuk ! ugh. tapi bagus jugak. hehe. kalau kao nak tahu, lepas kau bla, nadzirah ler yang ganti kau . geramnye ! and yeah. nama aku ERNA NADZIRAH. memang hebad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sapa sapa lagi ? oh yeah. abang cameraman dari bukit Goh. thanks tangkap gambar diorang ( diorang- sebab aku melarikan diri/ ambik fail tutup muka / duduk bawah tudung tyha/ tunduk mengalahkan orang alim. cehh~ )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* aku tak suka di tangkap gambar candid. sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks juga buat pengawas sekolah SABS kerana memberikan senyuman paling manis sepanjang aku di sana. :D hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks pada cik Waheadayah , daripada sekolah Bukit Goh kerana menunjukkan jalan ke tandas. kerana awak, saya dan Nadhirah mampu meronda ronda disekitar sekolah tatkala semua orang sibuk belajar. ( aka- ponteng ! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walaupun sekolah diorang lama, tapi aku suka enviroment sekolah tu. sangat nyaman. tak rasa langsung panas ! banyak pokok. and sangat sejuk . cikgu ! saya nak tukar sekolah boleh ?? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;selepas menziarahi sekolah tersebut, baru lah aku boleh hargai sekolah ku iaitu SMKTPPTM. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;senang cakap, SMK BUKIT GOH memang best lah .despite the facts that banyak 'beruk2' tunggal dan mengikut ayat nad , 'burung' bersiul siulan . tuh yang tak boleh bla tuh. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : balik balik dari bukit Goh nampak Cedric. humphfttt.. i miss you dear . LOL. friend jela ! haih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5871317229767105173?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5871317229767105173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5871317229767105173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/ict-day-camp.html' title='ICT Day Camp.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8648105217769334250</id><published>2011-10-02T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:02:24.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cornetto vs Ice Blended ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;okay. tajuk langsung tak berkaitan. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i told before, kitorang ( me and friends ) pergi swimming dekat cherating. gosh. i miss that resort so much ! lama dah tak pergi. love you lah Legend * cewahh. nak promote sikit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita takde lah banyak sangat pasal pergi swim. erm, just playing around d pool. main laut . and bla bla. just so you know, what does it mean when a guy asked you come into a room with no one in there ?? * nasib baik bilik sejuk. HAHAHA. * tak sabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, straight pergi hantar nurul balik dorm dia. nak cakap sikit. mak cik ! mak cik ! saya memang suka mak cik dengan selamba nya pintas saya . saya suka sangat. =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... akak! akak ! saya memang suka gila akak tolak saya dengan kasar nya tanpa minta maaf dekats saya . terima kasih sangat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpe. disebabkan hari ini hari yang bahagia untuk aku di mana Cedric text me. wahh. berbunga bunga hati aku. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nak karaoke ! aku rindu nak karaoke. huhuks. oh yeah ! congratulation to both my best friend for officially dating together. live your relationship BLAST ! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ANOE FOR TODAY. i love you so much dear. and thanks for abang fik and abang que news tuh. aku rindu diorang gila juga :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. bersama ice blended passion kubeli tadi, aku nak mengundurkan diri. night yall ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i miss you so much d. :) and again.. hate you so much YOU WHO MUST NOT BE NAME. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8648105217769334250?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8648105217769334250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8648105217769334250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/10/cornetto-vs-ice-blended.html' title='cornetto vs Ice Blended ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4190292879950208044</id><published>2011-09-30T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:57:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Would Punch You In Your Face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;yap ! aku akan tumbuk muka kau macam kau sakit kan tangan aku. and yes. memang sakit pon. nak main pon, berpada pada lah. kau tuh JANTAN aku nie PEREMPUAN. jangan lah ganas sangat. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa tetiba aku emo ? sebab selama ini kau main gitu gitu je tak lah terlampau sangat ! and plus, kau tak mintak maaf pon kau sakitkan aku. sama lah macam kau sakitkan hati aku :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*erased your mark on my hand T_T&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;..... kenapa kan orang tak suka main kepala ? ugh. i like people to pat my head. entah. tapi aku suka.HAHAA. orang kata kurang ajar main kepala, bagi aku perkara tu comel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik sekolah, tengok tengok phone. ade nama CEDRIC. wahh. aku daripada ngantuk gila nak tidur , terus segar ! tapi telah dimatikan kebahagian ku oleh encik HANIF . shit . damn u mister ! =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, thanks adik because ade untuk akak. and akak akan sentiasa untuk adik. i love you hafiz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : thanks for the paper 3 wal !! tu yang sayang gila uh ! XD tak sabar nyaa nak pergi swimming esok ! i missed you swimsuit ! :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4190292879950208044?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4190292879950208044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4190292879950208044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-would-punch-you-in-your-face.html' title='I Would Punch You In Your Face.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2951948674150933682</id><published>2011-09-29T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:58:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otak Pakse Hati Kata Kawan Je !</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;erm , betul lah tu ! baru je finished dengan Jr. Hati terpaut pulak dekat orang lain ! haih..neuron nie. memang tak boleh betul nak mengawal perasaan. =.=' aku rasa kan lah. nak dekat SPM nanti habis semua orang aku suka ! HAHAHAAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i introduced to you the new Apple to My Life. i called him Cedric Diggory. named after the most handsome lelaki dalam HARRY POTTER. * okay.taksabetpon =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedric. i won't say i LOVE HIM. i adored him. mean, i respect and i amazed him. i won't deny he was awesome and lovable and kinda adorable and perhaps majority HE IS MY TYPE. but right now, i wished we just friend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing ! wahhh ! lama dah kita tak bergaduh kan kan azrul ? rindu parok kau ! yeahh . tadi sempat jugak bergaduh pasal mathematics ngn kau. pastu pastu, tadi lepas jugak borak borak dengan aqim ! omagayy, aku rindu gile giler dekat adik aku tuh ! hehee.. jumpe adik ku tyrah juga &amp;lt;3 * k now you just make me miss zarul T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satu fakta menarik bagi aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lokasi : makmal fizik&lt;br /&gt;masa : 1 masa sebelum balik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; cerita pasal nak pinjam kertas physics. entah macam mana aku boleh clueless nak cakap apa. kan dah tercakap SAYA * instead of aku. NERVOUS sangat sangat ! HAHAAHAHAHAHA. lastnye , tak pinjam pon. aku bla je ! ( im.so.evil )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. itu jep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku blushing gila bila budak budak nie asyik cakap benda mengarut2 bila dia ada. pastu macam tadi. nak sound amirul pasal jangan sebut pasal aku dengan Cedric . tapi asyik time aku nak sound je, Cedric ade ! eihh ! geramnye ! omagayyyy. HAAHAHAHA. nak tergelak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku takot aku akan kehilangan dia kalau korang berterusan buat macam itu. aku tak nak kehilangan kawan aku. betapa susahnya aku nak dapatkan Jr balik. aku hampir give up. tapi alhamdulillah. Allah nak tunjukkan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;'ada yang lebih baik ' &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : jujur cakap. hati sakit sangat petang tu. menitik air mata bila hanif call actually . tapi cover cover ! oh tidak ! what happen sebenarnya ni ? im confused. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2951948674150933682?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2951948674150933682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2951948674150933682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/hati-kata-kawan-j.html' title='Otak Pakse Hati Kata Kawan Je !'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-372379018165725109</id><published>2011-09-27T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:22:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menyampah gila.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;korang annoyed tak kalau ada orang buad status poyo or other words koya baik padahal diri takde lah baik mana pon ? pastu main copy copy paste. kalau tak pon main google translation translate ayat ayat korang ? ugh. sorry. aku sangat menyampah =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please. give credits lah to the owners. jangan main copy copy paste je. btw, status kau tuh unfortunately aku dah baca like year ago. =.=''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and plus. aku dengar cerita banyak gila orang falling inlove dengan kau sebab KONON nya kau baik sangaaaaattttttttttttt. entah lah ! explain to me please. why on earth hanya aku je yang nampak ketidakberapabaikkan kau tuh ? nak kata aku jelous, well practically im &amp;nbsp;straight. =.='' . and you just freakingly annoying. that's goes to all of people out there yang terasa dirinya sangat koya berbuat demikian.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to ticker , you just make it worst. tak tahu lah weyh. aku rasa menyampah gila &amp;nbsp;! fcuk you man. kau minta tolong aku tolong. tak boleh ke kau tolong aku balik ? bukan aku nak berkira tapi this is education states here ! jangan nak belagak lah kalau kau PANDAI .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . . . . . . &amp;nbsp;satu hal lagi. please. i know you hate me, my friends and us. HAHA. tapi sejahat jahat kitorang , kitorang tak sejahat untuk kurang ajar / tak hormat orang tua. jangan tuduh tuduh. boleh tak ? saya sangat terasa. i know my mouth could be pretteyyy damn harsh, tapi don't go rushing pointing fingers dekat saya. thanks to you ( apparently ) &amp;nbsp;everybody think i did it. im very disappointed in you. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh yeah.aku harap kau tak kecoh lah pasal dia. serious. aku tak nak hubungan aku dengan dia hancur macam hubungan aku dengan Jr hancur disebabkan TERLALU banyak sangat orang tau. just us okey ? plus, i like him because he's nice. :) tak lebih pon. suka sebab aku kagum je. jangan salah anggap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku nak berjuang demi SPM. please pray for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : setiap hari aku online facebook. aku mesti mencarut . kenapa ? setiap kali aku online, status kau yang keluar dulu ( kau WAJIB update ) and the status is khurafat. lies is a lies !! ugh. menyampah. -.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-372379018165725109?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/372379018165725109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/372379018165725109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/menyampah-gila.html' title='Menyampah gila.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2603970306089506338</id><published>2011-09-26T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:06:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result Trial sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;menyesal tak study pulak. sekarang tengok result macam jamban busuk ! hancur terus. A satu pon tarok ! fail je memanjang. i'm so dead T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan attitude cikgu yang tak sudah2 nak kena kan pelajar, memang makin bertambah lah excited nya aku nak pergi sekolah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jujur kata. aku ada semangat &amp;nbsp;nak belajar sebab aku tak nak nampak bodoh depan dia. yelah . tiap kali dia terang, aku tercengang jep. tak paham . kesian dia . puas dia explain. aku boleh gelak je dalam kedaifan. HAAHAHAHAHHA. XD bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kan aku dah cakap ? sooner or later aku akan lupakan jugak si Jr yang kelihatan agak gampang tuh. ohh yeah ! aku rindu kao lah Azrul ! rindu kao gila gila achik. and rindu kao Jebat ! yup. kau potong rambut. nampak pelik =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cepat lah habis exam. tension gila. nak keluar. nak freedom. aku bosan asyik makan tidur BELAJAR tidur je. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tade apa yang penting pon nak cakap.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;AKU RINDU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; ANISAH BASRI. ABDUL HAFIZ. AFIFAH . ALEEP. NURUL . SHIKIN . ANOE. ARIF. ALIF. ADI. SYAHMIM. TAUFIQ. WAN. ADIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and ramai lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u since you guys masuk U. huhuks ! aku rindu kau bangang !! cepat lah habis SPM. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : gampang bagi kau kerana dengan selamba kau hantar pesanan mencarut dekat aku.yes. aku memang suka. Sila berambus dari hidup aku kau yang perasan semua perempuan nak kau. terima kasih :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2603970306089506338?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2603970306089506338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2603970306089506338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/result-trial-sucks.html' title='Result Trial sucks.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7638431645542441140</id><published>2011-09-24T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:28:51.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodoh</title><content type='html'>banyak aku nak cakap bodoh hari ini. so, let's get started !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kepada kau yang bajet kereta kau hebad setakat enjin vroom vroom tapi kereta cikai, baik takyah lah ! buat malu jep. dengan bawak cikaro yang aku rasa baik tayah pakai baju lah...sendat, ketat lagi jarang. wahh. hebad. kao engat hisap rokok tuh hot sangat lah ? macam pelacur je aku tengok. padanmuka kereta rosak &amp;nbsp;! HAHAHAHAH . mesty jatuh standard kao sekarang kan kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; buat pelayan restoran yang kau engat kau cukup gengster r ! bapok kuang ajar nya. engat2 lah aku ni customer. hormat sikit. buduh sesangat =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kepada kau yang perasan pandai. cakap BI pon tonggang terbalik , ade hati nak belagak dengan aku. rambut kau yang kononnya ala ala minah salleh &amp;nbsp;tuh tak gaya lah kau tuh orang omputih ! minah celup jep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kepada golongan yang berasa kau hebat lah melepak dekat tepi longkang woosh2 minah minah lalu. memang bagus lah tuh. lepak dekat tepi longkang. berkawan lah dengan setan setan tuh. diorang pon syiok gak dapat kawan baru seperangai macam dia. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to korang yang rasa HOT buat FACEBOOK berjuta juta lepastuh perasan gedik semacam. geli aku tengok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sangat orang yang deleted aku pastu nak add balik. posing habis suci dah muka ! cam gampang. takde reasons aku nak approve kao balik. dah buat celup dengan aku, ade hati nak friend aku. boleh r aku approve..as an ENEMY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. dan &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; jugak pada student yang study last minit macam AKU. WEYYY... spm 50 hari lagi ngok !! baru nak sedar ke ?? bodoh2 ! takde masa dahh. padanmuka ! yes ! padanmuka kepada golongan macam aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : hebad nya perasan bila dapat tahu aku dah takde hati dengan Jr. erm, rasa macam suka dekat dia lahh. HAHAHAHAHHAAHHA. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;BODOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; untuk itu jugak :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7638431645542441140?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7638431645542441140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7638431645542441140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/bodoh-dan.html' title='Bodoh'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4698377688246540352</id><published>2011-09-22T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:37:42.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperModel not So Super.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;people always think that supermodel are like perfect doll. they pretty. incredibly beautiful. flawless and tall and fair. skin ? perfect. not a single pimples or black pore or any flaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ? that's what wrong. well some are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramai wanita atau lelaki diluar sana teringin nak jadi model tapi kurang keyakinan diri. maybe sebab masalah kulit , ketinggian or perhaps rasa diri tuh tak lawa. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally wrong. technology dah moden. majority of models this days aren't so real. masalah kulit ? not a problem. various type of make up can cover it up. height ? apa guna high heels ? erm..tak lawa ? make up can make you gorgeous ! contact lens works on it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OKXlm3DIYE/TerEOFgDnNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LxlZcbNPXTw/s1600/Eva-Marcille-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OKXlm3DIYE/TerEOFgDnNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LxlZcbNPXTw/s320/Eva-Marcille-3.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVA MARCILLE.&lt;br /&gt;she's one of the models in American Next Top Model cycle 3. she's the SHORTEST with only 1.69 m . yet, she's the WINNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.poptower.com/pic-44162/americas-next-top-model.jpg?d=600" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img.poptower.com/pic-44162/americas-next-top-model.jpg?d=600" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DOMINIQUE WALDRUP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTM cycle 16 , 11th place. she's has facial problem. but, it won't bring her down being a model. see ? tak nampak pon masalah kulit dia because make up can be so deceiving !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webwombat.com.au/lifestyle/fashion_beauty/images/tyra2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.webwombat.com.au/lifestyle/fashion_beauty/images/tyra2.JPG" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYRA BANKS inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black women don't have the same body image problems as white women. They are proud of their bodies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;colors don't reflect who you are. be proud of what you are and become what you want to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osmoz.com/var/osmoz/storage/images/media/images/kimora-lee-simmons1.jpg/461123-1-fre-FR/kimora-lee-simmons1.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.osmoz.com/var/osmoz/storage/images/media/images/kimora-lee-simmons1.jpg/461123-1-fre-FR/kimora-lee-simmons1.jpg.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;KIMORA LEE SIMMONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;she quit her successful job and start a bussiness baby phat andd open her own line KLS. *i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;hey saying "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" valign="top" width="500"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 515px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" valign="bottom" width="458"&gt;&lt;a class="mainquote" href="http://www.searchquotes.com/quotation/A_woman_may_be_a_mother%2C_a_sister%2C_a_business_woman%2C_or_she_may_own_a_business._Woman_do_many_things/248315/" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="A woman may be a mother, a sister, a business woman, or she may own a business. Woman do many things, and it is important that we do it with grace and style."&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="firstword" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;woman may be a mother, a sister, a business woman, or she may own a business. Woman do many things, and it is important that we do it with grace and style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what im trying to say is LOVE YOURSELF. CONFIDENT MAKE YOU STRONGER. and HATING SOMEONE DON'T MAKE YOU PRETTIER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote * said that to myself sebenarnya. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : aku paling tak suka orang macam older post aku pastu nak marah marah. bro, read yang latest lah.. baru boleh mengamuk ! nie tak tahu apa apa main sound je. CIKAI r lu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4698377688246540352?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4698377688246540352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4698377688246540352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/supermodel-not-so-super.html' title='SuperModel not So Super.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OKXlm3DIYE/TerEOFgDnNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LxlZcbNPXTw/s72-c/Eva-Marcille-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2579882958101609754</id><published>2011-09-19T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:10:32.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat Ketiga Kali.</title><content type='html'>orang kata bila perkara dah berlaku dua kali, jangan berani berani nak try untuk yang ketiga kali. people said second is a curse, third is a charm. hah ! bagi aku third lah curse nye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious. sebek ar muka sekor sekor tadi. terkantoi dengan bapak aku berdating depan rumah. jap2 . bukan aku yang dating. aku teman je !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas kenangan 'terindah' menonton 'live' stream wayang directly hebad dari kaca screen laptop aku, hati kami berdebar melihat glimpse of light dari kereta bapak aku !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. cepat gila chow ! macam kita buat salah ? HAHAHA. aku rasa kalau jaip datang pon tak kecut macam nie. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memey habis kena sound r dengan parents aku. tapi no worries ! sekejap je. lepast tu terus boleh lepaking2 dengan diorang. i had to admit it. MY PARENT'S COOL. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gotta lend much more horror film sayang because this 'one' sucks ! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : ilmu physic kosong. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s 2 : ( first time ! wahh ) belajar bawak motor tadi. serious ! aku memang kaki bangku. like really... KAKI BANGKU. =.='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2579882958101609754?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2579882958101609754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2579882958101609754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/buat-ketiga-kali.html' title='Buat Ketiga Kali.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2056583925586401113</id><published>2011-09-18T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:56:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku Benci Kau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;entah lah. aku pon tak tahu. tetibe je aku menyampah tengok muka kau. tadi je aku meluat dengan kau. lepas aku yang kau buat dekat aku and dia, aku rasa sakit hati dengan kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalu bukan di sebabkan kawan aku tuh, jangan harap aku nak belagak baik dengan kau. yeah. i'm right. kau dengan mamat tak guna tuh sama je. dua dua suka bagi aku trauma ! aku boleh jadi gila macam ni tau tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sumpah ! kalau disebabkan kau , hubungan aku dengan dengan kawan aku putus atau renggang, memang aku belasah kau cukup cukup ! lantak lah kau jantan ke..betina ke .. ape ke..yang aku tahu memang mati kau aku kerja kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sabar je tadi. memang hati aku dah panas je. aku control je. senyum senyum. buat cool. tapi siapa je yang tahu hati aku macam mana. kalau nak diikutkan hati, nak je aku hempuk muka dia dengan helmet tadi ! tapi aku relax. demi member aku yang tersayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, aku nak cakap satu je. THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO CHANGE THE FACT THAT I CAN'T STAND YOU NOW. easily to say I HATE YOU NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senang cakap, aku dah tak boleh nak bla dengan kau. memang kau happen to be my kacip. but for somehow, i hate you. aku pon tak tahu kenapa. cuma aku macam menyampah gila dengan sikap kau sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pelik kan ? semalam punya lah aku sedih sebab aku rasa aku punca segala galanya. hari aku pikir kau punca timbul conflict nie . and i hate you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. aku masih layan kau sebab dipaksa oleh kawan aku. tapi fine. i'll still treat you nice. but i know you can tell the different. jangan expect untuk aku layan kau macam dulu. kau dah lain. aku pon dah lain. and i don't gave a fuck if you freaking have no idea bout it ! and i don't give a damn if you don't care. because to me, kau and that guy sama je. and i know, at the end of the day, you will hurt her. and i felt guilt for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please take your stuff. i can't stand having it around me. it annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : stay away from my friend, you perogol bersiri !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2056583925586401113?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2056583925586401113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2056583925586401113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/aku-benci-kau.html' title='Aku Benci Kau.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1445074198227158804</id><published>2011-09-17T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:41:45.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau Tak Salah</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;well, aku tak nak cerita kenapa aku dah tak nak layan kau sebab aku dah pernah bagi tahu kau haritu. tapi takpe. aku bagi clue je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u remember ? hari tuh kau kol aku ? aku ada cakap dekat kau sesuatu. maybe kau anggap aku main main tapi bagi aku perkara ini amat serius ! sebab kerana perkara ini lah aku, kawan aku dengan ex dia jadi masalah. aku rasa ini semua salah aku. so, aku membuat penyelesaian untuk buat keputusan macam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. ini bukan satu permintaan. tapi satu peraturan yang aku tetapkan. aku harap kau faham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau cakap kau nak call aku. tapi aku tak bagi. takkan kau tak faham lagi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;" weyy.. nanti bila kau dah couple dengan dia, kau jangan call aku dah eh ? " &lt;/span&gt;and aku ingat lagi ayat kau. kau cakap&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; " buat apa aku nak call kau ? baik aku call die ! HAHAHAA "&lt;/span&gt; time tu aku betul betul harap kau faham dan ambil perkara ini serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang kau tertanya tanya sebab apa kau tak boleh call aku. aku tak nak ulang dah perkara ini. and aku rasa pon kawan aku tuh tahu kenapa aku buat macam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, ini tak bermaksud kita tak boleh nak kawan. cuma kita kena kurangkan rapat. i mean.. no more call. less texting unless if its important. we still talked. but not to personal. kau dah berpunya sekarang. and aku tak nak orang kata aku perampas. tak kesah lah kalau aku kenal kau dulu. masalah orang lain tak tahu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. kita masih kawan macam dulu. our geng ! you are my geng. YOU, HARNANI, ANISAH, AIMI, ALIN, AIMI, HANIF, MIRUL , FAIZ . my lovely amazing craziest friends ever !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau tak salah apa apa. you did no wrong dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i am so sorry. i hope you understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1445074198227158804?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1445074198227158804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1445074198227158804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/kau-tak-salah.html' title='Kau Tak Salah'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8337496820906212393</id><published>2011-09-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:30:28.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Counting The Moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.11.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1.............................................................. you're gone. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i feel sad ? happy ? im feeling happy right now but somehow it painful. aku dapat rasakan yang Allah cuba menggantikan kesedihan aku dengan pelbagai perkara yang indah yang selalu aku inginkan tapi somehow kesedihan tuh masih ada. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sejak kebelakangan ni.aku selalu mimpi buruk. mimpi dimana kau pergi dari hidup aku. and aku tak kan kembali. mimpi yang aku menangis bila kau ucapkan kata kata tu. im confused. i supposed to be happy. but i don't know why i feel like crying ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately, aku rasa keseorangan. walaupon korang ada disisi aku. making me happy tapi aku seolah sendirian. bila aku bersujud pada-Nya, aku menitikkan air mata. DIA memahami aku. tapi, masalah apa yang kusut dalam otak aku ? aku sendiri tak tahu. hati aku tak tenteram. without knowing why.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku cuba nak gembira kan hati aku. tapi tak berkesan. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kenapa dengan aku nie ?! tetibe nak touching pulak ?! hahh... patutnye aku happy ! majority kawan kawan aku semua tengah bahagia..thanks to me i guess ! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biar lah kalau aku sedih. at least dapat tengok diorang bahagia. aku pon satu ! tolak segala kebahagian yang aku dapat. bukan aku sombong or whatever cuma buat masa sekarang aku tak nak terima sesiapa pon. aku tak nak sakit hati lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku nak korang tahu yang aku sentiasa untuk korang. aku sayang kawan kawan. walaupun korang nie menyakitkan hati kengkadang tuh :P tapi aku tetap sayang korang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : tetiba rasa sakit hati and nak menanges. emotion damage &amp;nbsp;! uncontrolled emotion ! gosh !!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8337496820906212393?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8337496820906212393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8337496820906212393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-counting-moment.html' title='I&apos;m Counting The Moment.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5135106657263896931</id><published>2011-09-16T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T01:51:14.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa Itu Erna ?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;selama aku ber-blogging tak pernah sekali pon i wrote about my likes and dislikes. so, di kala malam yang sangat bosan nie, aku pon nak tulis lah. malas nak baca ? sila KELUAR dari blog post saya sekarang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sejak dari dulu, aku memang menerapkan peraturan " DONT DATE THEIR EX " means, pantang larang aku adalah TAK AKAN DAN TAKKAN PERNAH mempunyai hubungan or simply ; couple dengan bekas/ present pakwe kepada kawan kawan aku. ouhhmann ! aku tak nak test drive member aku punya. nowayy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. kao rasa kau gedik ? annoying ? belagak bagus ? selfish ? . ouhkayy. sila keluar dari hasrat ingin jadi kawan aku. aku memang menyampah dengan golongan-golongan seperti ini. tak nak jadi and tak pernah teringin pon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my FAMOUS WORDS. aku tak akan kutuk orang yang tak kutuk aku. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my boy-type : skema !!! glasses is a bonus. tinggi ! putih tuh tak essential pon. laughable . have some humor in him. pandai and definitely jangan bodoh or lagi teruk..buat buat bodoh/ pandai. descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. most people known me for my love toward money, :O tapi aku bukan gold-digger. i love money. but i don't like to spend it with someone else money. i love my money only !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. aku tak suka orang judge aku without knowing who i am. whose to blame yang apparently people like to share their story with me? whose to blame that i know many things ? i know many things around me but it doesnt make me KUAT GOSSIP. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;truthfully, aku tak suka orang panggil aku macamtu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. aku terasa. i know gossip because people story at me. not that i &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;worked my ass off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to know it !! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. jujur. aku nie pemalas nak berjalan. tapi aku suka melepak ! i like nature ! a lot ! oneday, aku nak bina greenhouse atas gunung where aku boleh tengok bulan dan bintang di malam hari and spend my whole day sleeping in a bed of flowers dekat padang bunga yang penuh dengan bunga2 ! *whatadream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i like swimming. one of my favorite outdoor's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i hate ghost, physco people. stalker and mostly unknown people. gosh ! aku benci bila ada number tak dikenali and say something like " eih . jum kenal ? saya maen tekan2 dpat number awak " bullshit you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. despite the fact im a coward, aku prefer horror film ! walaupun aku always end up tutup mata dengan tangan but still cuba cuba nak tengok. hurm..awkward =.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. jangan pakse aku . aku tak suka orang paksa paksa aku. aku stubborn . keras kepala . degil and takkan bertukar fikiran. itu memang aku !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. last but not the least bout me is, to me FRIENDS is double triple lagi penting &amp;nbsp;dari BOYFRIENDS. so, kalau kawan aku kata pakwe aku shit..than he's a shit. bukan bermaksudnya aku nie ikut cakap member..tapi aku rasa diorang lebih memahami aku and dapat lihat lebih jelas daripada aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. dats some of my where about and bla bla. hope korang akan dapat carik jalan untuk spoil kan hari &amp;nbsp;aku dengan my dislikes ! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : nahhh.. aku masih sakit hati dengan my wicked brother . =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5135106657263896931?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5135106657263896931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5135106657263896931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/apa-itu-erna.html' title='Apa Itu Erna ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-168376452578390786</id><published>2011-09-15T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:04:00.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>korang ada untuk aku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgqAVA9dkCs/Tmy_-U2GgEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/P3Jm0UgO3EE/s400/friendsCartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgqAVA9dkCs/Tmy_-U2GgEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/P3Jm0UgO3EE/s400/friendsCartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, macam macam benda pelik berlaku dalam hidup aku. sangat pelik ! perkara yang aku sendiri tak pernah terfikir akan berlaku happen ! what is it? erm..tayoh tahu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak gila masalah sekarang. one by one. and sorry sangat sangat. lately, aku senang hot-tempered . sekejap2 nak marah. bukan apa. adrenaline rush perhaps ? or SPM ? aku nak berada disisi korang macam korang ada untuk aku tapi aku sendiri ada masalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai kengkadang tuh aku cried a lot. without knowing why i cried. too much. too complicated. thanks korang. thanks a lot to ALIN,BADANG, ANISAH,HARNANI, IMY, HANIF mostly. ( despite the fact im so hurted because mirul weren't there for me like he used too :'[ &amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, tiap tiap malam aku keluar. i never ever macam nie. keluar lewat mala sampai pukul 12. pastu tak balik lahh. maybe the&amp;nbsp;neuron inside me just keep getting worse. keluar memang untuk study tapi tak baik lah kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS for being there for me. thanks for making my day. thanks for the happiest moment. thanks for everything. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : malas nak gaduh lah. sekarang nak tulis blog kena pandang kanan pandang kiri. ade je penyampai berita tak bergaji !! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-168376452578390786?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/168376452578390786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/168376452578390786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/korang-ada-untuk-aku.html' title='korang ada untuk aku.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgqAVA9dkCs/Tmy_-U2GgEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/P3Jm0UgO3EE/s72-c/friendsCartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4338695243242489588</id><published>2011-09-15T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T19:02:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam Shial je.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. actually encik hanif mansor syor kan tajuk " cam babi je ***** tapi macam kasar sangat and lagipun kantoi lah kan ? hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi serious lah. cam shial jep ! aku marah gila barbie dekat dia. sumpah ! aku memang sakit hati. kao panggil aku kakak. kao anggap aku kakak kao. you put on your facebook as "sister " tapi macam celaka kao layan aku !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bak kata amirul amri, maybe dia tak sengaja. tapi bagi aku dia dah melampau. kao tak tahu mirul apa yang dia dah buat dekat aku. aku malu kao tahu tak ? aku mengharapkan dia at least layan aku sebaik and se'enjoy macam kawan kawan dia layan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nama je akak angkat . tapi macam kengkawan dia pulak adik aku. aku tak kenal diorang tapi diorang tegur aku segala. main &amp;nbsp;main dengan aku. tak boleh ke dia nak layan aku macam tuh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sedih tau tak ? dia pergi yang merdeka tuh dengan kawan dia. kawan dia terserempak dengan aku. kawan dia tegur aku. dia ? macam tunggul kayu ! fcuk lah gila !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua aku yang kena mula kan. kena tegur dulu. kena message dulu. kena call dulu. semua aku ! macam aku je yang beria ria. tak ke gampang ? dulu time aku bukan apa apa bagi kau, kao selok nak baik dengan aku. hantar msg lah. tuh lah ini lah. ajak keluar lah. sekarang bila aku layan kau baik, cam shial kao layan aku kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kao bajet hotstuff lah sekarang ? semua orang kenal kao ? the first thing aku minat nak jadikan kau adik aku sebab kao nie rendah diri. humble ! tapi rupanya.... pandai2 lah fikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. memang aku jeles dengan kau mirul. kao masih boleh tegur2 dia and dia masih layan walaupun &amp;nbsp;kao just tittle kawan. aku..tittle KAKAK..jangan cakap tegur..hai pon jangan harap lah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kao tau tak ? dalam banyak2 siblings angkat aku, kau paling mengecewakan ! padahal kau paling aku sayang. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku macam nak menangis tulis post nie. sebab aku terlalu mengharapkan kau jadi adik aku yang sentiasa ada untuk aku macam kau selalu ada untuk aku sebelum sebelum nie. lagi lagi dalam masa macam nie. aku banyak sangat masalah. aku tak nak sesakkan kepala hotak orang lain. aku nak cerita dengan kau macam aku story dekat kau dulu. tapi nampaknya its impossible :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah terfikir nak tarik balik title akak tuh. tapi aku tak sanggup. aku terlampau sayangkan kau. kau tahu tak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come out with a solution. biar lah orang nak cakap apa. tapi aku masih nak jadi akak kau walaupon kau layan aku macam celaka. tapi aku takkan tegur kau dulu. aku malas nak jadi starter in everything !! aku sakit hati tapi bukan kau kesah kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : menyesal jadikan kau adik angkat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4338695243242489588?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4338695243242489588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4338695243242489588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/cam-shial-je.html' title='Cam Shial je.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6340117150899779642</id><published>2011-09-11T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:51:56.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berangan Kejap. ( post mengarut )</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;somehow when i heard her words. i was numb . my whole body stop react. im speechless. i, myself can't explain this reaction.&lt;br /&gt;at that time, i woke up from a very bad day. i realize i started to fond of him a while before. now, he's fading away. i can't do anything to stop this insignificant behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak nak dia pergi tinggalkan aku. tak macam dulu. tapi aku tak nak kisah yang dulu berulang lagi. di mana aku jadi punca segala gala nya . aku berhutang budi banyak dekat dia. tak sampai hati aku tak endahkan perasaan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is a lesson for me. i kept waiting for him. waiting and waiting. i always whining about him's. now, its been days. and i miss it. bukan rindu apa. aku just tak nak kehilangan dia je. susah sangat ke ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah kehilangan banyak sangat. aku tak nak kehilangan lagi. aku sayang korang dua. tapi aku tak rela lepaskan mana mana pon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complicated betul lah. &amp;nbsp; aku baru je nak happy dengan kehidupan aku. happy bersama semua orang. tapi nampak gaya nya ada orang akan pergi dari hidup aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serius cakap. aku tak rela nak lepaskan sapa sapa pon. aku terlampau sayang dekat korang sampai aku tak tahu nak buat apa dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bengong dah nie. yang sorang sedang menjauh pergi. sorang semakin mendekati. aku pulak ? dekat tengah tengah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoXmk5huPwI/TmzYyvvjrgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AkTUU8BWGu4/s1600/Picture+232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoXmk5huPwI/TmzYyvvjrgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AkTUU8BWGu4/s320/Picture+232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gambar buruk. last minit buad. but, aku betul2 meant for it :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6340117150899779642?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6340117150899779642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6340117150899779642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/berangan-kejap-post-mengarut.html' title='Berangan Kejap. ( post mengarut )'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zoXmk5huPwI/TmzYyvvjrgI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AkTUU8BWGu4/s72-c/Picture+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-9182314269451566923</id><published>2011-09-11T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:49:59.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasa Macam NakTumbuk Muka Orang.</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;boleh tak ? boleh tak ? aku nak tumbuk muka orang . siapa siapa jela yang volunteer nak kena tumbuk dengan aku. aku tengah panas hati gila sekarang . babi gila. buang masa aku je. Fcuk u lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi bergegas aku nak pergi raya, lastnya tak jadi. hujan punya pasal ! dengan tak tahu alamat nye. last2..baju basah lencun. dapat mende je ? buang mase !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mungkin aku je yang over, tapi firasat aku mengatakan kitorang semakin jauh. aku nie terlalu memikir sangat. impossible right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lah erna. buat pening kepala kau je. masalah kau tak pernah nak settle. makin banyak ade. makin kau kesah, makin mejadi jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah give up dah. hidup aku dah kosong. sekali aku lepas. aku yang menyesal. bila dah hilang, baru aku nak hargai. haihh.. bodoh nye lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : aku takde mood sbnarnye. tapi aku memang nak tumbuk muke orang. serious aku cakap =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lend me your face would'cha ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-9182314269451566923?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9182314269451566923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/9182314269451566923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/rasamacamnaktumbukmukaorang.html' title='Rasa Macam NakTumbuk Muka Orang.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4153462070180261026</id><published>2011-09-11T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:25:54.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover. Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;my day and night continue as kitorang buat sleepover dekat rumah alin. asal nak study pukul 3 last2 tiga2 ekor terbongkang tidur ! HAHA. bengong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, banyak yang aku tahu from this sleepover. aku kenal kawan aku lebih dalam. and aku tak sangka. cuma patut ke apa yang aku buat nie ? haha. korang mesti ta paham kan &amp;nbsp;? hehe. no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi aku tak tahu lah. perasaan aku sakit sangat bila dia cakap macam tuh. somehow, aku mula fikir dia dan mamat gampang tuh..sama je. maybe dia just nak main kan aku. jujur cakap. bila dia gitau yang dia suka dekat mamat tuh. aku feel something. tapi aku tak tahu apa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi yang aku pasti..when i wake up this morning. aku dah berjanji , he just a friend. :) aku harap kau bahagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah2. taknak sedih ! sleepover cool gila lah . enjoy gila barbie ! borak tak tahu masa dah. bercakap non-stop. tak tidur . mata bengkak semua. tapi fun doe.. aku nak buat lagi. lepas exam k ?? i miss you all. * cehh ! bru jumpa tadi kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah. nak out. my brother's rumah terbuka is coming ! and i need to get ready. chowww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : hati tak keruan. aku benci kao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4153462070180261026?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4153462070180261026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4153462070180261026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepover-cool.html' title='Sleepover. Cool'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4165234358029091028</id><published>2011-09-11T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:06:07.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari Beraya ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;semalam aku rasa adalah hari yang paling bahagia buat aku walaupun, at the end of the day aku rasa satu perasaan yang sangat terluka tapi aku masih menggangap ia antara hari yang akan sentiasa aku engat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku, nisah, imy, faiz , hanif , nany and badang pergi beraya . mula2 dekat rumah badang . pastu rumah tyha. memang kelakar gila ! time first nak pergi umah badang pon macam cikai je. merungut saje budak2 nie konon tanak jalan kaki. tunggu lah kakak alin hantar alin. alek2, naik gop kereta . tapi sempit nak mampos ! nak sumbat berapa ekor manusia dalam kereta tuh ? haihh.. naseb baik sume krus. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai2 umah badang semua macam takut2 je. poyo nak mampus. alin alin .HAHA. pastu, tunggu kereta syafiq nak pergi umah fatiha. lawak betul ! kereta dah besar dah, pon tak muat ! haiyyy. pastu pergi rumah fatihah dapat lepak dengan adik dia , aishah ! you so cute aishah &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nanti kalau aku ada masa aku upload video aishah ngn papa hanif ( cewahh !! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu kereta syafiq sampai maghrib ! ya ALLAH. gila lah. tak pernah aku balik lambat macam tu. diorang semua balek. tinggal lah aku, alin, nisah dengan nany. nany balek mak dia ambik. so, just three of us left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mula2 pergi umah aqeel melantak jap. hehe. pastu pergi umah alin. raya kejap. Jujur kata : that was the quickest raya trip ever ! tak sampai lima minit pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, kitorang dapat HIDAYAH nak study. alin ajak pergi study dekat foodcourt. memey lah. mula mula study . pastu melepak je ! tengok bola. makan2. ajak badang sekali. serious, im in shocked ! he wears baju melayu. dangg ! terkejut aku. hebad lahh. sedar tak sedar dah pukul 11.50 pm. aku dah kecut perut !! maty lah aku. pastu, puas aku pujuk papa bagi aku tidur umah alin. alhamdulillah. lepas jugak ! so, aku, nisah dengan alin pon sleepover. hehe. great nite !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : fuhh ! hari yang panjang gila ! excited and fun. best weyy !!! bodoh H. aku benci kao. bangang =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4165234358029091028?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4165234358029091028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4165234358029091028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/mari-beraya.html' title='Mari Beraya ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1133760575776359035</id><published>2011-09-10T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T12:58:27.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUMAH TERBUKA.</title><content type='html'>aku taknak update pasal raya aku yang tak seberapa macam korang. aku tengok korang happy2.. well, not me. not my family . bukan apa .. cuma kitorang balik pagi raya so nothing special sangat. duit raya yang ckit. huahhhhh !! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, ramai pulak lah orang buat rumah terbuka. penat kaki ku melangkah pergi. dalam kesesekana TRIAL, aku pergi jugak. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esok rumah terbuka Jr. patut tak aku pergi ? hurm...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ak pergi pon, aku nak pergi dengan apa ? siapa ? dekat mane rumah die ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia ajak aku pergi as a what ? a friend, a &amp;nbsp;sister atau........ arghh ! dunt bother thinking erna. just go on with it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im in shocked . aku boleh nampak macam my friend love you lahh. HAHA. kelakar nya :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus jebat ! i know you miss me. WAWAWAWAWA. maen tolak tolak pulak. kao tuh dah lah keding ! aku tolak kao sekali, kao jatuh r. pandai silat pon kalo kechik ta guna jugak. * cehh. sekali die silat aku. padanmuke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini rumah terbuka badang. im so exhausted keluar semalam. fuhh ! badan pon lenguh2 dah. tapi, because i promised evryone i go. so, pergi lah. wlaupon 'kacip kesayangan' aku pon pergi. damn. nak buat macamane ? dia pon kawan die jugak. biar je lah kan. act blind sudaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam ?&lt;br /&gt;boleh lahh. aku rasa nie lah first time aku study gila2. nie pon, tak segila mana lagi. hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : miss you jr. as a what ? i dont know. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1133760575776359035?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1133760575776359035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1133760575776359035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/09/rumah-terbuka.html' title='RUMAH TERBUKA.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8560305691976379065</id><published>2011-08-29T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:34:14.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY RAYA DAY !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;setelah penat seharian mengubal HTML blog nie, akhirnya dapat jugak aku tulis post. huhuks. heyy ! check out my new chatbox. comel kan ? waaa ! perasan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, disebabkan tahun ini aku adalah seorang candidate for the biggest exams ever *SPM*, well, raya bukan lah sesuatu yang turned out to be enjoyable and fun. makin dekat raya, so means, makin dekat TRIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, thats not the point. kalau dulu, orang wish raya throught CARDS. so, banyak memories right ? ayat2 yang tak akan pernah luntur. and sentiasa disimpan dalam kotak kasut bawah katil ku. tapi sekarang ? setakat facebook je ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man ! are you kidding me ?? kedekut gile kot. =.=. at least hantar lah message dekat phone ke ..takan satu sen pon kedekut right ? give a little appreciation. plus, korang hantar wish tuh nak mintak maaf, so biarlah nampak ikhlas nye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks for all the wishes. and aku sebagai blogger, facebookers, twitter, and practically human, ingin meminta maaf sekiranya telah dan pernah menyakiti korang di dalam blog, atau pon kehidupan seharian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, aku tunggu sangat dia wish aku. berharap sangat. ya Allah ! KAU tunaikan lah permintaan bodoh aku nie. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : miss him her and all of them. TRIAL, i hate you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8560305691976379065?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8560305691976379065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8560305691976379065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8560305691976379065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8560305691976379065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-raya-day.html' title='HAPPY RAYA DAY !!'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8436049082674573533</id><published>2011-08-26T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:44:08.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS.</title><content type='html'>tadi dapat kad raya. HAHA. never thought i would get any card. yela. sape je lagi yang rajin nak bagi kan ? lagi lagi aku. kalau dulu tuh yela jugak. miss those time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat card dari member lama. hurm , what hurt me the most is the words " kita bukan kawan " . of course i still want to be friends. walaupun dia dah banyak sakitkan hati aku, aku redha je. sebab aku pon banyak kali sakitkan dia. and plus, aku yang dulu dah tak macam aku yang sekarang. aku jahat. aku makin kejam. aku makin selfish. and more lah !! aku benci aku yang sekarang :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear A,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry takde card raya nak reply. last minute awak bagi so saye tak sempat nak beli. HAHA. thanks for it. i appreciate . setelah apa yang dah berlaku, saya regret. saya dah okay dah dengan yang &amp;nbsp;lain. dengan awak je yang tak okay. tak tahu camne nak open dengan awak. saya takut awak tanak tegur saya. so, wanna be my friends again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu, awak suka baca blog saya kan. so, i hope u read this. because, saya tak nak awak fikir sebab nak raya baru saya nak minta maaf. tak. saya nak baik dengan awak lama dah . tapi tak tecapai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets forget the past and start a brand new friendship. cuma kali ini, takde dah tak puas hati ke apa apa ke. just keep it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &amp;nbsp;rasa macam tak berbaloi pergi esok. serious. tana jumpa awak. tana satu team pon ngn awak. please ! lily ! jangan pakse aku. damn it. esok lepas kawad terus chawww !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8436049082674573533?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8436049082674573533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8436049082674573533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8436049082674573533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8436049082674573533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/thanks.html' title='THANKS.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4902595548103950473</id><published>2011-08-25T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T01:55:25.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 HARI LAGI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;whatwhat ?&lt;br /&gt;five days before raya lah ! damn it. aku baru je engat tak payah susah payah ganti puasa raya kali ini. tapi malangnya !!! terpaksa jugak. huhuhu. can 'you' just hold it there for just five more days ? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah. just got fight with parents tadi. hate it. tapi nak buat macamane &amp;nbsp;? itu hidup. normal lah tuh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hari lagi. hurm.. raya also means, TRIAL. ya Allah. nape aku tak sedar lagi ni ? aku masih lagi enjoy..hurm... bile lah nak insaf...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem come and go. one by one. selesai satu masalah, datang lagi. it would never stop. im still living in dreams. i can't face the reality ahead. im doomed ! nubcake !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah. aku appreciate kalian yang membaca blog aku. sangat hargai gila .tapi kalau boleh jangan lah perli aku. im TRYING. ta paham ke ? trying membawa maksud mencuba. means. aku sedang mencuba ! its not done yet but its still in difficult process. TRY-ing to deal with it. get it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and encik mirul . yes. saya jumpa dia tadi. bukan sekali. bukan dua kali. berkali kali. respond aku ? tade effect. and for you information, tadi tyha nampak dia dengan pompuan. respond aku ? biar lah. aku bahagia untuk dia. and yes. aku tak tegur dia. perlu ke ?&lt;br /&gt;we met thousands time sekali pon kitorang tak tegur. baguslah dia tegur kau. great. im happy for you. but please be happy for me. it tortured the hell out of me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badang ckp " kao still syg die ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know sayang macamane yang ada dalam hati aku nie. aku try untuk sayang dia sepatutya. tapi... aku tak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion : im sorry lily. aku tak masuk kawad. im sorry. aku tak sanggup datang. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4902595548103950473?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4902595548103950473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4902595548103950473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4902595548103950473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4902595548103950473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-hari-lagi.html' title='5 HARI LAGI.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5800050967851481827</id><published>2011-08-22T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:28:39.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEGINNING OF A NEW HYE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should thank cikgu bm kot. hurm, lately aku tak berapa baik dengan diorang . just now, aku kena buat kerja sekali dengan diorang. jujur. awkward much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepastu, kitorang macam dah okay balik. boleh hye semua. gelak2. honestly, i missed those. i mean, im very close to'em tapi tiba tiba kitorang jadi awkward. tak boleh nak tegur. yeahh.. i wanna be like we always be. and its a new start kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dunt take this way ahead. aku just nak kawan. i dont wanna pry. just friend. hoping tak kan mengundang cemburu awek die. she's cool. okay je dengan aku. takde sebab aku nak sakitkan hati dia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ~ berhubung dengan 'hye'..&lt;br /&gt;aku sangat happy hari ini ! not only i met my precious adik-adik angkat ( how much i miss all of them ) apart from seeing that form 3 guy. comey2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi time balik dengan aimi, i knew i saw someone by the van. but i doubt it. maybe aku just imagine. hurm..&lt;br /&gt;as i entered the car, aku trpandang dia. yap. it is him. he saw me first. aku tak tahu nak buat apa until he wave at me. and i just... SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accepting what we are now, hard. but i tried my best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : currently, aku tengah bahagia dengan hidup aku. i've got friends. my Sims. ( hehe ) and great lives. and that's all i need here and now. :) thanks God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5800050967851481827?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5800050967851481827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5800050967851481827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5800050967851481827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5800050967851481827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning-of-new-hye.html' title='BEGINNING OF A NEW HYE.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1822312867177977216</id><published>2011-08-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:10:14.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CamGampang. =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;kitorang dah planned nak keluar pergi buka puasa sesama sejak seminggu yang lalu. berangan-angan lagi ! nak pergi tulah..nak buad ni lahh.. kira macam, excited gila nak keluar sama sama kengkawa di hari yang bahagia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 august 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"weyh ! aku takley pergi. aku ada tusyen "&lt;br /&gt;" takley g..ada makan dengan family "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bla bla bla.................................nape tak bagitau awal awal korang takley pergi ? aku dah sesak kepala nak fikir tahu tak ? senang senang je korang cancel. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepastu, korang cancel pulak booking sit dekat Johnny's. susah aku dengan aimi, faiz, tyha and badang carik tempat ( actually aku, aimi dengan tyha je. dua ekor tuh datang lambat =.= )&lt;br /&gt;naseb baik ade jugak tempat yang masih ingin menerima kami sebagai customer diorang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sedih lah. kemungkinan ini last kita keluar berbuka sama sama. tapi benda lain yang jadi. terkilan weyy... pastu, alasan korang susah aku nak terima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi takpe ! disebabkan air Each A Cup yang memang kudambakan sepanjang ramadhan telah kuhirup airnya, tak lah menyesal sangat keluar. jalan jalan teman aimi shopping, terserempa dengan the most awesome-most shoes ever !!! :D :D ( planning nak g beli nanty.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, its a fun moments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : thanks tangkap gambar tanpa kebenaran. appreciate sangat. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1822312867177977216?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/1822312867177977216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=1822312867177977216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1822312867177977216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1822312867177977216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/camgampang.html' title='CamGampang. =.='/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8593079419581759552</id><published>2011-08-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:36:50.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP YOUR FAKE STATUS PLEASE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igcGNK0MaUY/Tk5lmzWbqkI/AAAAAAAAALo/2w6b00vQOAg/s1600/1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="70" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igcGNK0MaUY/Tk5lmzWbqkI/AAAAAAAAALo/2w6b00vQOAg/s320/1.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. lama tak update. tak ada cerita lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay ! aku seorang simple girl yang begitu pentingkan facebook ! i love seeing others status. its reflect who they are right? isnt that what STATUS used for ? to show their true emotion ? who they really are ? facebook is like your own mirror. isn't it ? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lately, people mistakenly use it. diorang ibarat ingin menunjukkan the good side yang truthfully bukan sifat diorang pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example, at school , people respect you man. at first aku pon respect kau ! i meant, for a long time aku fikir " heyy ! baik jugak budak ni kan ? "but eventually i started to know the REAL you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau bukan baik sangat. helpless. hopeless. acted nice segala. maybe itu just tanggapan aku. tapi lama kelamaan ramai jugak yang tak suka kau. diorang kate kau FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau pura pura baik. buat status baik konon. semua nya baik ! ramai orang yang like. ( yela ! sebab diorang setuju ayat2 BAIK kau tuh ! ) aku pon macam tuh jugak. selalu like. sebab somehow i agree to those words. tapi kelamaan, aku dah menyampah ! sebab kau cakap je macam tuh. tapi kau buat jugak !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;MakJemah :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Sesungguhnya, perbuatan menipu dan mengkhianati sesama umat itu berdosa :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeye. kau tahu itu dosa ! tapi kau buat juga kan ? khurafat belaka ! ibarat mr.crab mengajar pearl ikan paus belajar. macamtu lah ! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu acted innocent. aku rasa kau dah boleh agak aku tak suka kau kan kan ? anytime kau ada, aku terus bla ! aku rasa serabut okay ? aku dah malas nak layan senyuman munafik kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubungan aku dengan budak tuh kian lupus pon sebab kau tahu tak ?! sebab khabar angin yang semua ni berpunca dari kau ! aku sangat2 tak suka kau. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : kalau nak mengorat anak dara orang pun tayah lah mengorat depan mak . kang tak pasal pasal kena sound dengan mak " budin !!! apa buat gitu dekat anak dara orang ? " kan buat malu diri je kena sound dengan mak depan orang ramai ! buuu~ padan muka :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="345" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_bwj2cHlus?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_bwj2cHlus?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im inspired by this song :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8593079419581759552?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8593079419581759552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8593079419581759552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8593079419581759552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8593079419581759552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/stop-your-fake-status-please.html' title='STOP YOUR FAKE STATUS PLEASE.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igcGNK0MaUY/Tk5lmzWbqkI/AAAAAAAAALo/2w6b00vQOAg/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-6730554941795218537</id><published>2011-08-13T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:15:20.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Control My Emotion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearmusic.com/image/cache/data/Music%20Is%20My%20Drug%20Girls%20Front%20Pink-120x120.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.wearmusic.com/image/cache/data/Music%20Is%20My%20Drug%20Girls%20Front%20Pink-120x120.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasa lah kan ? kalau bukak laptop je mesti kena bukak mp3 dulu. set playlist. carik lagu. normal lah kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a WEIRDO like me, (phftttttt =.-= ) senang gila nak emo. tadi dengar lagu rhythm of love- plain White T's.. suddenly, i remembered those memories. tetibe boleh ade background sound. HAHA. macam drama petang petang tuh pulak..eh bukan. macam filem hindi tuh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2WTkkU4KYOo/TRKifr5riSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ee43O_S5DjM/s1600/f_251e1b767fe8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2WTkkU4KYOo/TRKifr5riSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ee43O_S5DjM/s320/f_251e1b767fe8.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lagu lagu happy keluar memang puitis sangat. bahagia je. cuba keluar lagu akim-janji. pergh ! terus ingat zaman couple couple dulu, hok sedih gaban sampai melalak ! menghayati lah konon. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that just me. my mood change by the songs. so kalau nak happy, dengar lagu happy. nak sedih , dengar lagu sedih. kengkadang tuh lagu tuh takde pon kena mengena dengan DIRI ni, tapi tiba tiba boleh buat drama petang petang dalam otak nie. haih..kuat berangan !! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aliceyeung.com/myspace/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.aliceyeung.com/myspace/image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhyeahhh`~&lt;br /&gt;basically, my mood same dengan lagu blog aku. kalau sekarang tengah macam rancak rancak tuh tengah happy lah tuh ! sekarang ? erm.... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQctnMJkgPwqED4tb1gY0rsd0HZNpV_azwbQV-C3wZDDcPNiCaMig" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQctnMJkgPwqED4tb1gY0rsd0HZNpV_azwbQV-C3wZDDcPNiCaMig" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : kajian menunjukkan bahawa apabila kita tengah kesedihan, mendengar lagu sedih hanya akan menerukkan lagi keadaan. :P&lt;br /&gt;so, dengar lah lagu yang memberangsangkan !! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-6730554941795218537?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/6730554941795218537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=6730554941795218537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6730554941795218537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/6730554941795218537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/music-control-my-emotion.html' title='Music Control My Emotion.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2WTkkU4KYOo/TRKifr5riSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ee43O_S5DjM/s72-c/f_251e1b767fe8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4503002787639892898</id><published>2011-08-13T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:38:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SoWhatIfYou ATHEIST ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;atheist refers to those yang tidak mempercayai tuhan. kepada yang tak tahu, gejala atheist nie semakin berleluasa dekat malaysia. simple to say, facebook meng'amplified'kan gejala ini secara tidak langsung throught Pages and Group on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu, kecoh gila pasal kumpulan free-religion where's the are people who think they been abused by the religion. kira macam diorang nie di 'brainwashed segala. saying religion takde kebebasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, muncul pulak pasal Arlene Tan . reported menghina Islam . tapi Arlene Tan meng'denied kan tuduhan ini. but, there are others too who out there buat perkara macam ni cuma kita yang tak peka. you can Google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can read the report &lt;a href="http://itsmesaiful.blogspot.com/2011/08/laporan-polis-yang-dibuat-arlene-tan.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada sesetengah orang yang tak nak masuk campur dengan sebab takut terpesong and bekemungkinan setuju dengan pendapat diorang. but to me, have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STRONG FAITH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in your believe. like me.. in ISLAM. aku tak lah baik sangat tapi aku tahu agama aku. ISLAM masih menjadi pegangan hidup aku. INSYALLAH kita dilindungi daripada pemikiran terpesong macam ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku jumpa diorang ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, try nasihat. tapi kalau dia masih tak boleh terima..itu terserah. lepas tu semua hal dia dengan TUHAN. tak payah lah kita nak masuk campur. kita dah buat apa yang termampu. no need for us to mock or abused or whatever. tak fikir ke ? bila korang atau sesiapa buat macam tu, secara tak langsung korang menunjukkan bahawa agama ini bersikap kejam.&lt;br /&gt;ikut Nabi . ce tengok. time dulu Nabi menerima pelbagai tentangan daripada orang Quraisy tapi Baginda bertindak secara rasional. cara baik-baik. bukan secara kekerasan kan ?&lt;br /&gt;we should do that too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* that just my opinion. no need for JAKIM to search for me. kang tak pasal pasal kena gam blog dengan mulut2 aku sekali !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i scared the most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL.. ramai atheist ni golongan GAY, LESBIAN and sekutu dengannya. can't accept who you are is one thing, but don't hate your religion. berharap lah agar religion shows you the right path. helps are given to those in need. yeah. you're not 'perfect' but you're not alone. you have friends. mungkin kawan tuh tak 'macam' korang, but at least they always there for you. be right beside you when you need them ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i want you to know, we all are there for you. no matter who you are. because you are friend. a friend in need is a friend indeed kan ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.LOVE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4503002787639892898?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4503002787639892898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4503002787639892898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4503002787639892898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4503002787639892898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/sowhatifyou-atheist.html' title='SoWhatIfYou ATHEIST ??'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8950839577367060581</id><published>2011-08-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:40:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ExamKauMeniruAkuTakHeranLah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;time exam mesti ade je orang yang nak meniru. aku tak kesah pon kalau nak meniru. *kengkadang aku pon meniru jugak..heheehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cume aku bengang nak mampus bila :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;kau dah lah meniru , pastu cikgu puji puji kau bagus lah..hape lah ! wahh.. aku memang suka. :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;kau tiru jawapan aku, tapi kau dapat nama. shit man !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;belagak bila dapat high marks. memang lah resource kau buku. hebad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;bangga doe dapat result pergh ! tapi bukan effort sendiri tarak guna lah babe. =.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pastu lagi golongan yang perasan pandai.:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;" eh ! kacang je mehh ! tuh pon taley buad " koya r cakap gitu. bila aku suruh buat , tercengang pulak. wahh ! memang pandai... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;" tak yah study confirm A+ punyaa "! sekali result hampeh taik kucing gak.. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;and segolongan dengan nya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi aku tabik dengan orang yang struggle gila gila :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;" eh..mane ade aku study kuat kuat. aku study siang malam jee... "&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;=.=&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;" ahh ! maty lah aku. aku tak baca buku semalam ! " tapi tengok result..aiyoo ! A !! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;" erm..aku tak pandai ajar. tapi aku try buad kao paham " effort tuh ! at least dia tolong kao belajar. bukan dok sebuk bangga diri :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;kengkadang uh macam nak baling je buku dekat member aku sorang nie ! 24 hours dengan buku ! saket hati tul. asal dia dah dapat hidayah nak belajar ? bila aku pulak ?!!! heeee :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;takde pon orang nak suruh aku belajar. sebab tuh takde nawaitu nak belajar lagi. hehe. erna weyy ! exam 3 bulan ! trial 576 jam je lagi ! bila kao nak insaf ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : pernah tak korang time exam, mintak formula dpe kawan sebelah , alek2 dapat complete full jawapan ?! hahaha. ikut kate aku&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; " rezeki jangan ditolak. kita rembat je ! "&lt;/span&gt; :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8950839577367060581?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8950839577367060581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8950839577367060581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8950839577367060581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8950839577367060581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/examkaumeniruakutakheranlah.html' title='ExamKauMeniruAkuTakHeranLah.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2973741568265483417</id><published>2011-08-09T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:04:23.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SentuhanKamu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Tak sabet lah tajuk pon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haritu lepas hantar nurul pergi terengganu , just lepaking dekat kedai papa je. last last jumpe seorang mamat nie ! ya ALLAH. betapa sempurna nya ciptaan -Nya. handsome sangat ! aku sampai terpaku tengok dia. tapi cover cover.hehehe. pastu die nak ambik something, aku pon nak ambik something, pastu dia terpegang tangan aku *kyaaa !! . pastu dua dua terpandang. ( got some moment ! ) pastu aku terus pandang tempat lain.haha. tapi kurang ajer kamu ! kamu gelak dekat saya eh ? bengong =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, ada budak2 ehsan dekat situ. aku buat2 bodoh je. lepak je kat situ. ngarut r ! pliss, aku tak suke orang hisap rokok. lantak r kalau handsome nak mampos pon &amp;nbsp;! ( yes. die sangat handsome T_T )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakap pasal orang orang handsome nie. nak cerita sal abang adi. dah lama tak cerita pasal dia. hurm, lepas aku dah berhijab nie aku dah malas nak borak dengan dia. sorry abang. bukan tak nak jawab panggilan abang, just tak mahu je. ( samee jee...) tuh lah ! tanya banyak sangat soalan ! kan dah kena perli dengan aku ! padan muke awok yang handsome tuh ! bhahahaahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : eih..budak form 4 niey ! nak kena lah kau kan kering ! onthewayy nak pergi surau pon boleh carik pasal dengan aku ! kan dah kena sound dengan aku depan kawan kau. padan muka. tapi comeyy r awok buat muka gitu. heeee :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2973741568265483417?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/2973741568265483417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=2973741568265483417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2973741568265483417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2973741568265483417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/sentuhankamu.html' title='SentuhanKamu.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1791239096116836246</id><published>2011-08-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:56:10.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY, ADIK ANGKAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;ouhkkayyy ! lamenye aku tak update blog. hehe. yela. malas betul nak online. menyakitkan hati je kan ? line cam tutt sangat. huhuks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokey2. hari ini aku nak cerita pasal .. finally aku dapat buat dia jadi adik angkat aku. alhamdulillah. yap yap. muhd iqram bin sufiyan is my adik angkat aku yang ke-4. doakan hubungan adik angkat ni berkekalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats going on ?&lt;br /&gt;erm, aku just berharap tak kan ada lagi masalah dalam hidup aku dengan Jr ( probably this would be the last time i used it ). doakan aku ye ? jangan aku berubah hati lagi suda.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti aku post gambar adik adik aku. lepas aku dah tukar setting blog sume. tengah malas nak tukar html segala. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sekarang sokmo jumpe budak form 4 tu. pantang jumpa , mesti gaduh ! haih...suke tengok muke je. hati tak okay ? =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1791239096116836246?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/1791239096116836246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=1791239096116836246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1791239096116836246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1791239096116836246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/finally-adik-angkat.html' title='FINALLY, ADIK ANGKAT.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4897980345566959949</id><published>2011-08-06T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T15:02:00.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2AM I DID WRONG - ROMANIZATION /ENGLISH TRANSLATION.</title><content type='html'>ROMANIZATION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naega jal jal jalmotaesseo&lt;br /&gt;Ni mari dal dal dalkomhaeseo&lt;br /&gt;Maennal mal mal malloman&lt;br /&gt;Nal nal nallo nal gatgo noneun geol mollasseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, do you really wanna hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you doin' this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neoui dareun namjadeul yaegi&lt;br /&gt;An jodaneun haengsildeul yaegi&lt;br /&gt;Moreuneun cheok mot deureun cheok&lt;br /&gt;Neomeoga boryeogo haebwado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja kku chigeundaneun sulbeoreut&lt;br /&gt;Nae chingu ege jitneun useum&lt;br /&gt;Gochirago keumanha rago&lt;br /&gt;Amuri neo ege malhaedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi anhaedaneun mareun da keu ttaeppun&lt;br /&gt;Byeonha getdaneun maldo da keu ttaeppun&lt;br /&gt;Nae gaseum apa apa apeun geol almyeonseodo&lt;br /&gt;Jakkuman banbokdoeneun geol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naega jal jal jalmotaesseo&lt;br /&gt;Ni mari dal dal dalkomhaeseo&lt;br /&gt;Maennal mal mal malloman nal nal nallo nal&lt;br /&gt;Gatgo noneun geol mollasseo&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're hurting my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Keumandugo shipeunde jalmot doen geol aneunde dasi ni gyeote doraga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP&lt;br /&gt;Baby you and I ssaguryeo yuhaengga sokeuron uneunde eokjiro utneun gwangdae&lt;br /&gt;Baby you and I ssaguryeo yuhaengga sokeuron uneunde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Mi anhaedaneun mareun da keu ttaeppun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Byeonha getdaneun maldo da keu ttaeppun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Nae gaseum apa apa apeun geol almyeonseodo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Jakkuman banbokdoeneun geol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Naega jal jal jalmotaesseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ni mari dal dal dalkomhaeseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Maennal mal mal malloman nal nal nallo nal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Gatgo noneun geol mollasseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you're breaking my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you're hurting my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Keumandugo shipeunde jalmot doen geol aneunde dasi ni gyeote doraga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP&lt;br /&gt;Ppikkeudeok eotnagan naemomgwa mam jajonsimdo eopneun babora nan&lt;br /&gt;Sarange sokgodo nunmureul dakkgo ireom andoeneunde negero ga&lt;br /&gt;Niga nolda beorin jangnangam iran sasire kibuni cham nangam&lt;br /&gt;Geundae wae wae wae wae nan oneuldo ni apeseo utneun gwangdae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Naega jal jal jalmotaesseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ni mari dal dal dalkomhaeseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Maennal mal mal malloman nal nal nallo nal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Gatgo noneun geol mollasseo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you're breaking my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you're hurting my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Keumandugo shipeunde jalmot doen geol aneunde dasi ni gyeote doraga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRANSLATION :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong wrong wrong&lt;br /&gt;Your words were so, so, so sweet that&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize you were playing me, me, me&lt;br /&gt;with your words, words, words everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby do you really wanna hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you doing this to me? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories regarding your other men&lt;br /&gt;The stories regarding your behavior&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ignore and pretended that I didn't hear but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you act when you are intoxicated&lt;br /&gt;The way you smile at my friend&lt;br /&gt;Change it Stop it&lt;br /&gt;Even though I tell you many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm so sorry only for that moment&lt;br /&gt;You say I will change only for that moment&lt;br /&gt;My heart in pa, pa, pain it hurts but&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but repeating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong wrong wrong&lt;br /&gt;Your words were so, so, so sweet that&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize you were playing me, me, me&lt;br /&gt;with your words, words, words everyday&lt;br /&gt;Baby you breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;Baby you hurting my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop this&lt;br /&gt;I know this is wrong&lt;br /&gt;but I keep going back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Like a bad popular song&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying inside, but I force a smile like a clown&lt;br /&gt;Baby you and I&lt;br /&gt;Like a bad popular song&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;You say I'm so sorry only for that moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;You say I will change only for that moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;My heart in pa, pa, pain it hurts but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I can't help but repeating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I was wrong wrong wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Your words were so, so, so sweet that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I didn't realize you were playing me, me, me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;with your words, words, words everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you breaking my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you hurting my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I want to stop this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I know this is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;but I keep going back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rap:&lt;br /&gt;My heart and body go astray&lt;br /&gt;I am a such fool with no pride that&lt;br /&gt;Although I was deceived by love I wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;and just go back to you knowing that this is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I am a toy that you played and threw away&lt;br /&gt;Makes my feeling unbearable&lt;br /&gt;But Why! Why! Why! Why!&lt;br /&gt;Today I am a clown who smiles in front of you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I was wrong wrong wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Your words were so, so, so sweet that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I didn't realize you were playing me, me, me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;with your words, words, words everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you breaking my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby you hurting my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I want to stop this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I know this is wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;but I keep going back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;P/S : stupid people in love do such things. pabo =.=&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/3917697304070394565-4897980345566959949?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4897980345566959949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4897980345566959949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4897980345566959949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4897980345566959949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/2am-i-did-wrong-romanization-english.html' title='2AM I DID WRONG - ROMANIZATION /ENGLISH TRANSLATION.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2739696669530640220</id><published>2011-08-05T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T16:40:21.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I BLEW IT AWAY.</title><content type='html'>setiap kali aku tulis post ( recently ) i always said " if i had the chance, i will tell him ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi everytime i had it, aku jadi ragu ragu. im so scared. saying to myself " don't do it yet. " but, by the time i wait for so long, that &amp;nbsp;chance fade away. again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap. that word. COWARD. aku memang pengecut. suck on me ! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i guess sampai bila bila aku tak kan dapatkan dia jadi adik aku. ohhh well, God once show how HE dunt want us to break the bond rite ? well, now HE make it as if the bond slowly break lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, tak kesah lah. if that want the fate is. i have nothing to say :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : &amp;nbsp;tengok dari jauh je sekarang. LOL. mirul ! just friend. please, no more ***** **** . HAHA. i hope you were there for me. support me babe. im still trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2739696669530640220?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/2739696669530640220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=2739696669530640220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2739696669530640220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2739696669530640220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-blew-it-away.html' title='I BLEW IT AWAY.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5456295211132251109</id><published>2011-08-04T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:46:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present.</title><content type='html'>present membawa maksud : sekarang. now. apparently, right on this second !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm, sekarang whenever i see him somehow i believe that i can accept who we are. and what we're have become now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr, you are now a friend. a friend to me means a lot ! kawan begitu berharga bagi aku. sangat berharga. tiada apa yang mampu memisahkan aku dengan kawan aku. mahupun kau atau sapa sapa pon itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my rule is : &amp;nbsp;I NEVER EVER WILL DATE MY FRIEND. because, i believe dengan couple i will lose the friendship between us. so, don't worry. no more me clinging on you. because you are a FRIEND now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a brother ? perhaps. :P&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah2 ! tak nak pikir dah pasal kamu. sekarang aku dah boleh terima aku ini adalah seorang pelajar tingkatan &amp;nbsp;5 smktpptm yang bakal menduduki SPM pada tahun 2011.&lt;br /&gt;namun begitu, tak salah kan kalau aku nak mencuci mata ? HAHAAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. form 3 tuh memang cungg parok. gila comeyy. although, kami sering gaduh. HAHA. macam tadi. bengong r kau kering !&lt;br /&gt;sayang lah semua juniors ! korang sporting, comel dan happening gila ! tapi miss my sisters and brothers lah. akak rindu korang semua !&lt;br /&gt;apa apa pon, paling rindu to my abang hafiz ~ bila mahu pulang ke malaysia ? i miss you so much dear :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise ! after spm, akak akan belanja korang semua tengok wayang ! ( until i get my pay-check lerr ) heeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : er...boleh tegur saya. tapi saya kenal awak tak ? yeye je aku borak ngn kau. macam lah aku kenal kao. HAHAAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5456295211132251109?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5456295211132251109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5456295211132251109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5456295211132251109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5456295211132251109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/08/present.html' title='Present.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5859553275375987492</id><published>2011-07-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:41:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BilaLamaAkuTungguKauOnline</title><content type='html'>aku setat hari aku pukul 11.30. &amp;nbsp;dengar bunyi anak kucing bising ! haih. rupanya, kucing aku dah beranak. yippii ! yelah. semalam, bapak diorang baru je meninggal. nampaknya, nyawa bapak diorang digantikan untuk anak anak nya. huhuks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today tade apa sangat. cuma, aku tunggu dia online dari pagi sampai sekarang ( 11.30 pm ) tak pon online online. so, exactly 12 hours im waiting for him. tapi tak nampak pon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab aku nak purpose dia jadi adik angkat aku yang ke-4 ! nie first time aku mintak someone jadi adik angkat. so, agak berdebar debar . takut dia tak terima je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam terbace post dia kate pergi taman gelora ! fuhh. nasib baik tak pergi taman gelora. aku selalu pergi situ. kalau aku stress ke hape je..nak jogging or perhaps nak menggemukkan diri makan karipap dekat situ ( pergh ! sedap gile ! ) or nak pergi tengok bola ..atau saje saje nak pergi main kayak n main kuda, tu lah tempat aku selalu lepaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau dulu dengan akak aku and suhana. selalu pergi situ ! kalau stress gila, ajak budak budak nie pergi main squash ! lamee gak tak pergi main. HAHA. hot news ! banyak anak anak ( and bapak2 ) pegawai istana or orang orang ternama selalu dekat situ. pagi pagi hari minggu memang banyak. heeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebelah taman gelora ada golf court. boleh nampak ramai orang atasan main golf. dah lama tak pergi so dah lama tak contact or jumpe diorang nie. tana jadi scandal ! HAHA *BENGONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusionnya , rindu taman gelora, teluk &amp;nbsp;cempedak dengan taman teruntum. miss the beruks !HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : nak pergi taman gelora first week hari ahad. nak pergi bazaar ramadhan t ! nak pergi dengan sapa ye ? jumpa sape lah nanti kan ? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5859553275375987492?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5859553275375987492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5859553275375987492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5859553275375987492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5859553275375987492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/bilalamaakutunggukauonline.html' title='BilaLamaAkuTungguKauOnline'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-7356314110216118821</id><published>2011-07-29T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:27:30.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappyWetBirthday, Hanif !</title><content type='html'>on 29 of July 2011 iaitu jatuh pada hari ini, hanif mansor had been punk'd ! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. don't be mad hanif. the first idea is tepung and bedak , tapi too risky lah. finally, that night i got a message from afiq attend nak baling belon air dekat kao. so, we just go with the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to say. tapi whatever is, aku harap kitorang had gave you the BEST DAMN BIRTHDAY you ever had. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is some sneak shoot from hanif birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://vthumb.ak.fbcdn.net/hvthumb-ak-snc6/245718_218296361549557_218295008216359_50204_1337_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=218295008216359"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for videos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i'll come some of that cakes if you want me too. macam tak cukup je tadi aku tengok ? gonna be the last person wishing you birthday. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-7356314110216118821?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/7356314110216118821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=7356314110216118821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7356314110216118821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/7356314110216118821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/happywetbirthday-hanif.html' title='HappyWetBirthday, Hanif !'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-3306123363328341090</id><published>2011-07-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:24:01.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE KAO MEMANG .....................</title><content type='html'>lepas ni bidang perfileman negara singapura akan lebih maju. sebab apa ? sebab diorang ade star2 berlakon. hebad gila. pemain bola singapura memang hebad berlakon ! lagi hebad daripada main bola. wahh ! gila lah korang. 'bangga' gila dohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jujur cakap. korang memang main secara tidak profesional ! actually korang nie mana ada pemain hebat pon. semua beli. so conclusion, you guys sucks so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antara perkara aku tak puas hati are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ohhh. kalau kitorang main laser nampak lah sangat ! yang kau tuh. kejap kejap jatuh tergolek macam nangka busuk adil lah sangat kan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. over. HM tak langgar pon kao tetibe tergolek sendiri. asal ? tersadung kaki sendiri ke ? opss. tak nampak pulak lah kan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. melengah lengahkan masa. shit r singapura. kalau kao memang anak jantan , main secara pro lah ! nie. kao dah tahu masa lagi sikit, brainless sangat kao. dah lah munafik buat buat sakit, pastu jalan lembab ! boleh gelak gelak pulak ! eihh... nape lah kau tak mampus je atas padang tuh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. yang aku paling tak puas hati nya, masa tinggal beberpa minit je.. tetibe GK kate sakit kepale lah.benjol lah. mende lah. weyy ! kalao kao mati atas padang tuh, aku peduli apa ? memang layak pon burst kepala kau. orang kuat berlakon macam korang memang layak macamtuh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusionnya. I WANT REMATCH. &amp;nbsp;kalau tak pon. tak pela. boleh buat apa kan ? japan ! kao ganyang team singapore ! im on your team now. boohooo singapore !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulation buat singapore for winning 6-4 overall. althought, its still considered as UNFAIR match. =.=&lt;br /&gt;harimau malaya. you still a WINNER to me and the whole citizen in malaysia. negaraku MALAYSIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sangat terharu. di man rakyat malaysia buat pertama kali memberi sokongan dengan penuh semangat ! memberi semangat kepada pemain HM. and betapa sebak hati bila begitu bersemangat patriotik rakyat malaysia menyanyikan lagu NEGARAKU.&lt;br /&gt;bak kate narrator " hari ini dalam sejarah nyanyian lagu negaraku paling kuat "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proud of you guys brother and sistah !! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-3306123363328341090?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/3306123363328341090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=3306123363328341090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3306123363328341090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/3306123363328341090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/singapore-kao-memang.html' title='SINGAPORE KAO MEMANG .....................'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1429451659613023642</id><published>2011-07-28T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T18:25:28.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MaybeJustAdikAngkat.</title><content type='html'>starting dengan nak cerita pasal kelas 5 bestari yang langsung tak sedar diri yang lagi 4 bulan nak SPM ! wake up guys ( including me ) SPM is coming ! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, end your fairytale life, couple and bla2. ade sorang kawan aku dah break dengan awek dia sebab nak SPM. if she really loves you, she'll wait for you lah weyy. betul tak ? tabik r lu weyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to the main topic. waw. im shocked. finally the &amp;nbsp;truth comes out. sedih ? memang sedih sangat. amirul dengan baik hati nya tanya kawan kawan dia about how he felt towards me. and boom ! one words gave me&amp;nbsp;goosebumps everywhere. same as the first word you said to me. harsh. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, decided then. adik angkat is what you are. tapi aku harap kejadian yang dulu tak berulang lagi. aku harap kitorang boleh jadi adik and akak angkat yang hidup dalam aman bahagia dan sentosa. wahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, kalau memang die tanak jadi adik angkat then..ape boleh buat kan ? redha jela.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk to his friends yang pandai buat assumption pasal aku suka dia. damn you guys. dont make false rumors ! ( buuu me.. T_T )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : going out. nak beli barang nak buat kek batik oreo untuk encik hanif kita. kempunan sangat . HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1429451659613023642?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/1429451659613023642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=1429451659613023642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1429451659613023642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1429451659613023642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/maybejustadikangkat.html' title='MaybeJustAdikAngkat.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-8965356401808861994</id><published>2011-07-28T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:54:49.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MacamBodohJeTadi.</title><content type='html'>one word : menyesal tahap beruk makyeh je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menyesal aku pergi Pelancaran Bulan Kemerdekaan tuh. haram jadah je. baik aku duduk dekat sekolah belajar. nie, tak pasal pasal 'kembang' terlebih kaki aku. thanks farhan kering !! =.-&lt;br /&gt;pijak lah ye kaki aku lagi. aku memang suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, Jr. does it effect you ? naahh ! like i cared ! aku tahu kao pandang. aku nampak. kitorang 'main' depan mate kao. exactly, sebelah kao. BuuHuuu to you !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi maen pijak2 kaki dengan farhan ( form 3. bukan form 2. tyrah, jgn salah ea ? heeeeeeeee ) and ade sekali tuh nak terjatuh dekat dia. kau tuh dah lah kering, senang nak dijatuhkan oleh orangg terlebih isi macam aku nie. yela. senang cakap...gemuk T_T&lt;br /&gt;ngeks ! buduh. sape kate aku peluk farhan ? ngeks ! fitnah fitnah ! terpegang je weyyy... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bapok penat nye tadi ! nak beli air pon tak lepas. merungut sorang sorang dekat depan bekas air sirap yang dah kosong tuh. sedihnyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... dahage weyy ! &amp;nbsp;T_T&lt;br /&gt;but..my military abang came to the rescue ! *taksabet. =.=&lt;br /&gt;thanks abang saye tak tahu nama ape ,because tolong ambik kan air untuk saye. betapa jahatnye aku. dapat terus bla. tak sempat cakap 'thanks' pon. hebad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi abang2 dekat situ memang sporting r ! buat malu je tadi. aku nie kan terlebih 'tinggi' selambe je aku redah &amp;nbsp;orang galah panjang dekat depan aku ! tengok2 badan2 biro mende ntah ! malu je. tapi, abang dah selamatkan water face saye. thanks. abang yang baik sebab bagi aku duduk sebelah dia. wahh ! kewe sayeng ke mung r ! *mende jela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr ?&lt;br /&gt;er. sumpahh. tak tegur pon dia. cakap tuh ade lah sepatah. sebab terpakse. tapi, nak borak tuh. haram =.=&lt;br /&gt;ade sekali tuh. aku tak perasan die dekat sebelah aku. aku buad bodoh je sambil mengelamun mengimbau perutku yang semakin berombak kencang bak stunami . tetibe, aku terlanggar orang. tetttttttt...who ? HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan pantas bak kilat, ku mengorak langkah laju ke arah nany yang berada di hujung sana ! kyaaaa. bangang tak bangang ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. engat lagi tadi. penat die cakap " saye tak tahu lipat lengan baju. sape ley tolong buat kan ? " padahal die cakap depan aku kot. straight dekat aku ! aku pandang je dia. last2, orang lain yang aku &amp;nbsp;buatkan. HAHA. lucky you shafiq ! aku buatkan untuk kau. buuu~&lt;br /&gt;sorry awak. tak nak buat. tak nak SENTUH pon awak. sebab sentuhan itu akan menguatkan lagi cinta saye pada awak yang kian pudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak kali gak die nak cakap dengan aku. tapi aku buat pekak . sorry sangat2! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and totally how bangang and stupid farhan and shafiq pagi tuh. i was like in a wave of shocked suddenly they said something like that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr was next to me that morning. as usual. buad bodoh jela. nany dekat aku. so, at least i felt i got my back an front cover. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;tetibe, paan panggil aku. and ask for Jr. bodoh. he in front of you , you idiot !! =.= noobs.&lt;br /&gt;i kept repeating bangang.bodoh. babiturate over and over again. maluu sebet aku dekat situ. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhh yeahh ! jumpe haziq farhan tadi ! kyaa ! miss you a lot dear. lamee kite tak jumpa kan kan ? nasib baik kao tegur aku. yela. kalau kao tak tegur aku memang aku campak je air jambu tuh dekat kao . im touched. you remembered me. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : bangang punye akak jual air jambu ! berjanggut aku duduk depan kau ! ayat kau " kejap ye dik. kejap " hotak lu kejap ! kao bagi budak2 lain. pergh ! kao memang. dekat budak baik kao bagi eh. aku tahu aku budak jahat. huhu. cinatee lu. dah r panggil aku akak ! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDIT AND THANKS TO NUR HARNANI . tanpa kao hari ini, aku tak akan dapat mengharungi 6 jam dekat situ. sayang kao ketat dan tight sangat sangat !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-8965356401808861994?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/8965356401808861994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=8965356401808861994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8965356401808861994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/8965356401808861994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/macambodohjetadi.html' title='MacamBodohJeTadi.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5575036086830386604</id><published>2011-07-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:57:33.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TuhanTidakMahuHubunganIniBerakhir.</title><content type='html'>ya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;adakah ini satu dugaan ? hurm. aku dah nekad untuk tidak mempunyai apa apa perkara berhubung dengan dia. tapi, Kau seperti mengatur langkah untuk aku tidak melupakan dia. hurm.. is it what i thought it is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah cuba perbagai cara untuk elakkan diri dari dia. macam, kalau terjumpa dia , i would made myself look pretty busy untuk dia tak tegur aku ! or buad buad tak dengar. or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam tadi. i know something is going on. tetibe cikgu panggil nama aku. nak jumpa aku. pasal bomba. tuptup, kitorang dapat tahu kena join kejadah menda ntah ! untuk merdeka something. pastu, aku kena cari. volunteer actually ! sebab aku sorang je yang boleh memonteng ! haha ! sayang cikgu kitorang yang g khusus. heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi kelas dia. i know, somehow mesti aku akan bersemuka dengan dia. i know, dia nak cuba cakap dengan aku. cuba make some conversation dengan aku. tapi aku pulak ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku just buat bodoh. buat macam tak wujud. aku tak berani nak pandang dia. takut terpandang mata dia . takut akan timbul rasa suka tuh lagi. aku takut sangat kalau mende tuh berlaku . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaf aku tak respond. i know its kinda rude but i hope you understand that i've been avoiding you. so please. avoid me too. aku just borak dengan kawan kawan kau je.even aku tak kenal. waktu aku kena ambik list uh dari kau , aku tak pandang pon kau. aku terus bla. tak cakap pape pon. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu, kitorang ade meeting pulak. =.-&lt;br /&gt;bullshit sangat. aku terpaksa cakap jugak dengan dia. tapi yang bangang sangat is aku cakap sepatah je dengan dia.aku bagi kertas.pastu terus bla &amp;nbsp;!! die tanye nak buad ape dengan kertas tuh..aku just kate " er..bye "&lt;br /&gt;bodoh tak bodoh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/kills.me"&gt;It actually kills me when we dont speak &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like gila page nie. sesuai sangat untuk kita berdua. its kills me ! kao tao tak ? does it kill you too ? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. sape yang tahu esok akan tahu apa yang berlaku esok ? sapa sangka apa yang akan berlaku esok ? mana tahu benda yang menyakitkan hati yang berlaku ! mungkin hati aku akan lagi terseksa esok ! aku tak sanggup nak dirundum cemburu dan sakit hati disebabkan kau weyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKIGRZN42SY/TN-YUSVTxfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VwwnZOnkFpY/s1600/Kill+me+now.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKIGRZN42SY/TN-YUSVTxfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VwwnZOnkFpY/s320/Kill+me+now.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : dapat baju much more kecik. i hope it fit just fine. baju besar make me look pelik. =.-&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tomorrow? naahh ! can't wait for 2morrow to end :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5575036086830386604?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5575036086830386604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5575036086830386604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5575036086830386604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5575036086830386604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/tuhantidakmahuhubunganiniberakhir.html' title='TuhanTidakMahuHubunganIniBerakhir.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKIGRZN42SY/TN-YUSVTxfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VwwnZOnkFpY/s72-c/Kill+me+now.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-4668274291744854253</id><published>2011-07-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:37:12.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don'tWantAnotherLoveStory. :(</title><content type='html'>ini satu tekad dan hasrat yang aku nak makbulkan. aku tak mahu dah Love Story mahupun dari kau, Jr. saat aku berikan benda tuh, aku dah tekad, thats the FINAL end between us. itu merupakan satu titik permulaan bagi sebuah penamat yang infiniti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. what you probably gonna said is : thanks.&lt;br /&gt;tapi, it was more than just 'it'. thanks Jr. for all the time. walaupun ade pahit seiring dengan nya, tapi at least kao pernah buat aku bahagia. and i really really appreciate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kao text aku. kao hantar chat segala. its not that aku tana reply ( kedit takde T_T). itu satu * :P&lt;br /&gt;tapi..&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mahu ade lagi &lt;i&gt;content history&lt;/i&gt; or anything that have to do something with you. kalau dulu, aku rajin gilee nak lalu depan kelas kau ! saje nak mengusha kao .heeee....setiap time pas rehat mesti aku lalu kelas kau. * seiringan dengan encik hanif mansor kita. ( thank you hanif !! :D ). sanggup kot. sampai kena marah dengan cikgu masuk lewat sume ! HAHA. bodoh. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kao nampak tak betapa tekun nya aku belajar tadi ? time &amp;nbsp;memonteng ( ke tandas ) &amp;nbsp;pon bawak addmath. tak pandang orang dekat depan da. sebelah pegang calculator. sebelah tangan lagi pegang kertas. heee... hebat tak hebat tak ? *belagak tak tentu pasal je !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai kao lalu pon aku buat tak tahu je. aku tahu kao panggil aku ( perasan =.- ) tapi hati aku dah tegar untuk kau. wahhh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry Jr. there's no left holes in my heart for you. not that they are close. tapi ibarat die menegar aku untuk terima kao semula. as if you are a bad influence. tapi percaya lah. kalo kita ada jodoh, tak kemana nya. some way or another, we belong together if thats what ALLAH destined for us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tittle " lovers " not meant for us. maybe " siblings" is much better. maybe i can't have u as my boyfriends. but im pretty sure i can have you as my brother. aku rase kao can be a great brother to hafiz. LOL. you older kot. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo6ei5i9Pk1qd1r4ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo6ei5i9Pk1qd1r4ro1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;goodbye love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;fly away. and never come back. go ! find yourself a new owner. the one who can return back those love back to you. im letting you go. and never find you again. goodbye my lullaby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-4668274291744854253?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/4668274291744854253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=4668274291744854253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4668274291744854253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/4668274291744854253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/dontwantanotherlovestory.html' title='Don&apos;tWantAnotherLoveStory. :('/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-2109358072589416828</id><published>2011-07-24T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T16:36:45.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BilaNamaKauNakBla ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecretarchive.com/wp-content/uploads/yapb_cache/1226447694_postsecret.bhn2dicu2s8ckg40kk8wg008o.ae6egtt2xvk0sowk84g4ock8k.th.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://postsecretarchive.com/wp-content/uploads/yapb_cache/1226447694_postsecret.bhn2dicu2s8ckg40kk8wg008o.ae6egtt2xvk0sowk84g4ock8k.th.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau tak layak untuk hati aku :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;back in my late post "&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/chatbox-baru-shows-everything.html"&gt;chatbox baru shows everything&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;" im dying to wait for his name to appear back in my chat list. tapi lepas ape yang berlaku dua hari lepas, di mana aku tidak lagi mempunyai perasaan terhadap Jr, im DYING to wait for his name to disappear dari chat list aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asal aku bukak je facebook mesti ade je nama die ! ugh. bak kate page nie "&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Nain2Rocks"&gt;Once you start to dislike someone. Everything they do begins to annoy you&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;" you right. aku dah mula DISLIKE die. tak tahu lah kenapa. tapi everything he do make me annoyed sangat. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sekarang rajin pulak kao update status . kalau tak jenuh aku menunggu nak comment ! tapi sekarang jgn kate nak comment, nak like pon haram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tanak benci kao so, sila pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : kau ambik hati aku cara baik, so aku nak pulangkan nya dengan cara baik juga. nak bagi dia something. tapi maluuuuuu gila. HAHA. suruh orang passing kan jela. :) i hope its the end of everything between us. thank you for the time you made me happy and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glogster.com/media/11/38/96/27/38962710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.glogster.com/media/11/38/96/27/38962710.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;mcm ta kena je ayat die. er.. =.=&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-2109358072589416828?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/2109358072589416828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=2109358072589416828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2109358072589416828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/2109358072589416828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/bilanamakaunakbla.html' title='BilaNamaKauNakBla ?'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-5404893485776725414</id><published>2011-07-24T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:50:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DemamHarimauMalaya.</title><content type='html'>HARIMAU MALAYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian most sensational news ever hit ! kalau dulu dulu, bila ade je team Malaysia yang lawan, konpem aku tukar &amp;nbsp;channel ! tapi sejak diorang menang &amp;nbsp;, pantang aku dengar je HM pasti aku macm orang gile ! kyaaa.. my new Heroes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi pergi terengganu. resah gelisah hati bile dengar Malaysia vs Singapore setat pukul 7.15 . sampai sampai je dekat taman gelora terus duduk depan tv ! baru je nak labuh kan punggung, tetibe my dear Safee Sali dah buat gol ! hebad. baru 23 saat kot.. totally profesional !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DHzdGRoabs/TirunHds5oI/AAAAAAAAALc/3b7T-gSdGzo/s1600/DSC00468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DHzdGRoabs/TirunHds5oI/AAAAAAAAALc/3b7T-gSdGzo/s320/DSC00468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-cYmpzmwuE/Tiruw_gc15I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZtHpxb1Wh7s/s1600/DSC00465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-cYmpzmwuE/Tiruw_gc15I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZtHpxb1Wh7s/s320/DSC00465.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qdHfba5_s/Tiru3O2abUI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zf23iZE0lKY/s1600/DSC00466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qdHfba5_s/Tiru3O2abUI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zf23iZE0lKY/s320/DSC00466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;* this is what happen kalo aku terlampau taksub dengan harimau malaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jj_vrSJs8u8/TRtW-HQ1epI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NqnZgYLsGc4/s1600/Harimau_Malaya_Won_by_draxter7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theurbanwire.com/stories/images/stories/unleash_singteam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.theurbanwire.com/stories/images/stories/unleash_singteam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jj_vrSJs8u8/TRtW-HQ1epI/AAAAAAAAAdU/NqnZgYLsGc4/s320/Harimau_Malaya_Won_by_draxter7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;korang ! buat yang terbaik ! pastikan harimau malaya mengaum di Stadium Bukit Jalil. walaupon shafiq tak dapat join korang gara gara pengadil bangang bagi kad merah dekat dia, kita masih ade Safee Sali, amirul hadi, and hoping my goal keeper Fahmi ade sekali nanti. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;be prepared Singa ! kao and anak anak "angkat " kau tuh can kiss you butt goodbye because my Harimau will win ! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;result first match : 5-3. make sure kita defend Singa dpd mengoal lebih dari 3 kalo tidak kita yang balik kampung lah alamatnye..huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : mood - relief and no worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-5404893485776725414?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/5404893485776725414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=5404893485776725414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5404893485776725414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/5404893485776725414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/demamharimaumalaya.html' title='DemamHarimauMalaya.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DHzdGRoabs/TirunHds5oI/AAAAAAAAALc/3b7T-gSdGzo/s72-c/DSC00468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917697304070394565.post-1254562723335292660</id><published>2011-07-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:09:50.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'mSoMuchBetterWithoutYou.</title><content type='html'>i cant believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im over you. tak sangka. for 3 days aku menunggu kau online. everything. menangis cam orang mati laki. regret nak mampos. menyesal cam orang gila. plus, tak dapat concentrate belajar. and the things i cant stop to do is jotted down your name in every piece of paper ! saying, regret thousands of time. and babbling about how stupid i am. im a douch. totally. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. you are here. first, aku speechless. tapi, aku nak settle dengan kau. saying sorry. tapi, it make me realise. im so much better without a douch like you. waw ! i love you so much. but when i open my eyes, its just ultimate ego. i dont love you. its just some idiotic feeling where i desired you. i challenge myself. boleh tak aku dapat kau ? and it make me realize &amp;nbsp;berapa banyak masa aku dah buang untuk a useless guy like you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : get a grip. i waste 27 post on my blog for you. really ? membazirnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RgoAM-Cm_L8" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada sape sape je : its alright its okay. im so much better without you. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917697304070394565-1254562723335292660?l=cakapkosong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/feeds/1254562723335292660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3917697304070394565&amp;postID=1254562723335292660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1254562723335292660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917697304070394565/posts/default/1254562723335292660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cakapkosong.blogspot.com/2011/07/imsomuchbetterwithoutyou.html' title='I&apos;mSoMuchBetterWithoutYou.'/><author><name>Erna Nabila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15427692511843404575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p00gLwvgE4o/TibnKjAREjI/AAAAAAAAALA/5nplGK71A-k/s220/erna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RgoAM-Cm_L8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
