<?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-33311910</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:02:42.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Going to......</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115933517522403076</id><published>2006-09-26T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:32:55.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 September</title><content type='html'>Sowie for not updating my blog for so long..&lt;br /&gt;Hais..No time..Exam Around the corners..&lt;br /&gt;So busy with studies and Fasting..&lt;br /&gt;Haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May i asked sumthing..??&lt;br /&gt;Do uu Love ur dad??&lt;br /&gt;Lyk duh??!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid question im asking u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY DAD..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why..???&lt;br /&gt;Maybe bcause he left me alone with my mom..&lt;br /&gt;i jus Fed-Up with my life..&lt;br /&gt;I have a Step Father but....&lt;br /&gt;He treat me as stranger hu live in that house..&lt;br /&gt;Am i a Stranger???&lt;br /&gt;I hope not ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im angry at my father..&lt;br /&gt;but I lOve my father.&lt;br /&gt;Since young,I never get close with my dad..&lt;br /&gt;I mean...Uu know right??&lt;br /&gt;He everytime in and out of Prison..&lt;br /&gt;So there's no time for me with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was Primary 3..&lt;br /&gt;My mom asked for a divorce..&lt;br /&gt;On that time i dont know what happening..&lt;br /&gt;So i jus Kept quite what my mom do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a guy hu is very good to me..&lt;br /&gt;I treat him as my father..&lt;br /&gt;Bcause he treat me lyk his own Daughter..&lt;br /&gt;and he is "My step-Father"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the marriage, we shift to CCK..&lt;br /&gt;When i was Primary 5 i think???&lt;br /&gt;Yar..! Primary 5..&lt;br /&gt;He still's treat me as his own Daughter..&lt;br /&gt;So he bought his childrens to live with us..&lt;br /&gt;I agreed with that cause that time i hav no friends at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean my brother and sister is still young..&lt;br /&gt;can talk much with them..They dont understands..&lt;br /&gt;what i am talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i promoted to Secondary life..&lt;br /&gt;His behaviour is totally change..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what had happened to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays,he treat me lyk a stranger at home..&lt;br /&gt;What i mean is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i want to eat.. he will usually scold me..&lt;br /&gt;I feel that im not his Daughter animore.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i wanted to eat a bit more...&lt;br /&gt;He will say "Jangan Makan Byk2....Tglkn orang Blakang!"..&lt;br /&gt;he always says that.. but if his daughter do that..&lt;br /&gt;he didnt opened her stupid mouth..&lt;br /&gt;Im getting sick of him..&lt;br /&gt;Now..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live in this werld with No FATHERS..!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Feel lyk Killing myself..&lt;br /&gt;I wan a Responsible Father hu can take care of my mom and me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaSha-Lollita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115933517522403076?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115933517522403076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115933517522403076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115933517522403076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115933517522403076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/26-september.html' title='26 September'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115890263434897119</id><published>2006-09-21T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:23:54.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today going to Mid-Autumm with him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After IT Training have to wait for him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaks.. Whu else i should go home with??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehhe.. Maybe we meet a bit Late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiyaa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's okae .. Atleast can meet him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than meet under Sharyfah's House...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at 0600pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Syikin,Yasmin,Yasin,Sharyfah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and Him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today i felt bored in School..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hias.. nothing to do in IT Training..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so update my blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehhe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My frends get to know whu i stead with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiyaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon or later whole school will know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHIT..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TODAY MID - AUTUMM GOING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO BE FUN..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ADIOUS AMIGOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115890263434897119?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115890263434897119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115890263434897119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115890263434897119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115890263434897119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/22-september.html' title='22 September'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115882356531228429</id><published>2006-09-21T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T05:20:41.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Of Polka I still Beating..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This heart is bleeding desperation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And these dreams, they're still worth fighting for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause in my eyes, this is the only thing that I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will never let this go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This love is something that will never die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this blood still running through our veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But your words you know never came from the fucking heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will be there to watch you fall apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the blood of the main frame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And with the heart of the system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still you throw it all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everything starts with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now this time the words will be straight from the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can’t fake the life that was never there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is reason, enough to stand up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And make this life be more to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every action it sparks reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every movement it starts with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every action it sparks reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every movement it starts now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It starts with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it all starts right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It starts with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It starts with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115882356531228429?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115882356531228429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115882356531228429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882356531228429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882356531228429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/heart-of-polka-i-still-beating.html' title='The Heart Of Polka I still Beating..'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115882313403679716</id><published>2006-09-21T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:18:54.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>call Out uu Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you really think that you would keep a secret from me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I know you like the back of my hand, come on now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can tell when you're on the low tryna hide somethingTryna hide something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You can't hide nothingI been watching you for a minute, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I already knowWhatchu doing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can't hide it from me, come on now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can tell when you're on the low tryna hide somethingTryna hide something, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't hide nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima call you out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im the illest chick you ever met, You know thats a fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll cut you off in a minute, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy if you make me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never catch me asleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm awake babyI'm awake baby, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't front on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can save all your tired lies for someone who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I be seeing right through em, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No time to waste nowYou will never catch me asleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm awake homie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm awake homie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't front on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima stay down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima ice grill &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know by now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You should get familiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You got a hundred stories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You be fake thuggin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think I'm believin you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must be buggin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I'm like a fortune teller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see em comin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'If he's runnin games,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ima keep em runnin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day you play me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That'll be the day you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can front nowBut later on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115882313403679716?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115882313403679716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115882313403679716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882313403679716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882313403679716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/call-out-uu-out.html' title='call Out uu Out'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115882101236095505</id><published>2006-09-20T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:43:32.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 September..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/class%20photo%20formal%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/320/class%20photo%20formal%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115882101236095505?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115882101236095505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115882101236095505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882101236095505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115882101236095505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/21-september_20.html' title='21 September..'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115881969948237622</id><published>2006-09-20T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:21:39.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today wake up at 0530 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday night i have a fever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haiyaa..Hate to eat medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wat else..im tat kind of girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached school with Dinah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw Fashiha,Ain,Shahirah and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syahfiqah.Reached school around 0710.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said Bubye to Dinah.Than go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the canteen..Saw him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt Happy after seeing his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He jus cant stop smiling if saw my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;face..He look cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Morning asssembly SUX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a groming check.Me and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syikin get caught bcause of Long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FingerNails.Haiyaa..! Need to cut my nails..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So long keep than mus cut.I sat down and cut my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fingernails while looking at his face.Who else should i smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with if not him.?? Hahahaks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Period,Maths..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okae i can do all Mr Cheng give Question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's look easy for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope End year Exam easy as like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to study hard this year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mission to get Top 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or else i will not get anything from my mom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second period,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother Tougue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ouh Gosh..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting sick of Mr Zainal nagging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like old grandfather..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He told asked that Faizal naughty in class la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not interested la Mr Zainal..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother Tougue 2 period..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgh..! We have End Year Exam Listening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comprehension..,I slept while i do my test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SLEEPY LOL..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0945&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RING..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go down to canteen Brought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuna SandWich and SEASONS ice Apple Tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else should i drink than SEASON..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw him talked with Yasin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Waved hand to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahks.. So cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After brought my food go Foyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to collect ticket for Mid-Autumm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait for Tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Need to Meet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than meet my friends under sharyfah's Blok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait to go out with Him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does he  look more Handsome than before??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1055 Ring..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bell have rang and for us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to assemble at Parade Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seat there for few minutes..So hot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot stand the sun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot do anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked passed his class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doing his werk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So baek..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;English lesson Started..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mr.Tay asked us to do Yesterday werk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ring..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bell have goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PDP lesson..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate PDP..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i having IT TRAINING..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep remember about him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every minute,hour,where..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait to meet him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love uu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart uu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care Dear..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adious..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinah Take care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Care about uu and amirul..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115881969948237622?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115881969948237622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115881969948237622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115881969948237622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115881969948237622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/21-september.html' title='21 September'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115873337341497435</id><published>2006-09-19T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:22:53.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 september 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Early in morning,  i gave him Chocolate... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He keep smiling at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart melt whenever i saw him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was so understanding than from those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guys i get to know the last time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope he Love like how i Love him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today i will meet him again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like yesterday..I hope i didnt make uu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bored today like yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will always heart uu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please dont Leave me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today in class kept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking bout Dinah and him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant stop thinking bout them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I and Qin Rong got First in class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on my Science Common Test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get 24 over 40..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only that..I will never get happy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about my Science..Haish.. First in class but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not enough..Haish..I dont when i should get Top 3 in my class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This End-Year of exem i tried my best to get etleast Top 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mission is To passed my End Year Exam and Pass my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N LEVEL and join ITE Simei..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont know what have just happened to her..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She keep thinking about her boy..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im very sad about her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don worry i will always beside uu ,dek..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm?? Now what ..Kae how about my school life,Today??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First lesson- P.E.. mY favourite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I scored 4 goals.. WOW! Mr.Tay Proud of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He keep telling me to join National Girls Soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to Join when i studied at ITE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe...if nobody avoiding me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second Lesson-  Science..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get my Science Common Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go through Common Test and 2004 End of year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exam sheet.Saw 2c walked passed my class to go Science Lab..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw Fashiha,I smile at her.Saw him.(Dinah's boy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bluek..! I dont what have happened to him..None&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop tuck out his Uniform..Tuck in la..Please.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's look awfull ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somemore uu stead with Perfect ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than uu tuck out ur shirt..Cant uu be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like Ahmad??? Haish.. Everytime i saw he,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he never missed to tuck in his uniform..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ring..! 0945am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lower sec Recess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2c walked passed my class again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw Fashiha, i smile at her again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw him(Dinah's boy) AGAIN.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALWAYS TUCK OUT HIS UNIFORM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GETTING SICK OF HIM..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haish..why dinah keep Hearts him??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot control her life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1015am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RING.!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recess..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im going off to recess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Straight go Library..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played comp.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw him... He smile at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant stand it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kae...Update Later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adious Amigos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115873337341497435?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115873337341497435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115873337341497435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115873337341497435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115873337341497435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/20-september-2006.html' title='20 september 2006'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115862621690148732</id><published>2006-09-18T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:32:37.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im in Love with Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've been waiting so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here to answer your call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that I shouldn't have had you waiting at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been so busy, but I've been thinking about what I wanna do with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know them other guys, they been talking bout the way I do what I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They heard I was good, they wanna see if it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They know you're the one I wanna give it to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see you want me too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, it's me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was waiting for you to tell me you were ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what to do, if only you would let me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As long as you're cool with it, I'll treat you right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is where you wanna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fall in Love with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Love Day.I have stead with Him Today on 0524pm..Outside HOD room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgh..! My hearts Felt when he said "I LOVE YOU"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise i treat you well(I swear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are reading this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I telling you from bottom of my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That i Love you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankie Darling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YaSha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115862621690148732?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115862621690148732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115862621690148732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115862621690148732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115862621690148732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-in-love-with-him.html' title='Im in Love with Him'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115829725703824982</id><published>2006-09-14T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:14:17.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 september</title><content type='html'>haloo there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im now having IT Training.Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Rainy arh..Lily angred at us bcause we disturb her.&lt;br /&gt;Hais,she cannot take it to much arh..&lt;br /&gt;Too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today im very happy although i never see his face today..&lt;br /&gt;Science lesson is the best..Laughing with Sharyfah and Haziqah.&lt;br /&gt;Love calling haziqah"KUTU"..hahahaks..&lt;br /&gt;I hate when she pitch me..Ouch.! Very painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinah,Atifah and Rafidah send us to Techno Hub 1..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaks.. Told Yasin that Lily angry at us..He asked why??&lt;br /&gt;Then i told him That one of the sec4 boy like her..I not dare to&lt;br /&gt;type who's the name...Im scared..Hahahahks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais..Lily,Lily..&lt;br /&gt;What have happened..&lt;br /&gt;Today i get 3 testimonials from Ili Nadrah.&lt;br /&gt;Younger sister of Dinah..Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae too there only..&lt;br /&gt;Im tired everyday Update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaks..Im a crazy and lazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kae..Bubye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115829725703824982?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115829725703824982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115829725703824982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115829725703824982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115829725703824982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/15-september.html' title='15 september'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115821822061070326</id><published>2006-09-14T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:17:00.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I write sins not tragedies</title><content type='html'>Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:&lt;br /&gt;"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.&lt;br /&gt;"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved&lt;br /&gt;Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved&lt;br /&gt;Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt;No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115821822061070326?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115821822061070326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115821822061070326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821822061070326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821822061070326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-write-sins-not-tragedies.html' title='I write sins not tragedies'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115821656803769248</id><published>2006-09-13T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:49:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My collage</title><content type='html'>Fall Out Boy&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/fall%20ou%20tbiy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/320/fall%20ou%20tbiy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/blink%20182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/320/blink%20182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blink 182&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/Panic%20at%20the%20disco.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/320/Panic%20at%20the%20disco.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Panic! at the Disco&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115821656803769248?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115821656803769248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115821656803769248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821656803769248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821656803769248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-collage.html' title='My collage'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115821528894724557</id><published>2006-09-13T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:28:08.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 September...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today woke up as per usual nuthing change.Wait for dinah's bustop at 0640..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She's 6 minutes late.Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reached school talked to Lily,Rafidah and lily..Than disturb Ginny..Why she didnt ran faster yesterday..Hmmm..Talk about yesterday..It's very tiring.When home at 1030..argh..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hate take LRT to Al-Iman Mosque..I have a phobia with LRT bcause there's no rail at the side..urgh..!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate LRT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First two period so boring..can sleep sey...at 0845am Dentist asked Chic to called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I came down with Sharyfah and saw Haqidah siting alone on the bench..She wanna asked something than i said what..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she noe who i like?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ouh my god... Mother tougue lesson more worse..DayDreaming all away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Recess Saw Dinah and Fashiha.. Hahhaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily complain to me that Dinah didnt talked to Her and Rafidah.. I asked Dinah what happened,she said Rafidah told Lily dont talk to Dinah..What have happened..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Argh..! Today school Boring.. If i noe im not going to school today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To many conflicts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PDP lesson About Sexuality Education..Oug my god.. Getting worse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im waiting for PDP lesson ended.. Ring.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah..! Lesson finished.When to Library...Played comp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amad came..Very noisy..hahahaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;0130.. IT TRAINING..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when  inside Techo No Hub 1.. Surf Internet den suddenly came Sharyfah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;scolding us for not doind my werk.. How's irratated me by her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;0330 need to fall in at foyer ... Supporting the 'c' Boys Division playing Final for our school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kranji vs St.Patrick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wish you all good Luck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Meet Dinah at MacDonald afetr match.. See You there Dek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115821528894724557?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115821528894724557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115821528894724557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821528894724557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115821528894724557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/14-september.html' title='14 September...'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115812938659346119</id><published>2006-09-12T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T23:36:26.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Annika and Prince Adian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/Annika%20and%20Adian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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ConFused??? She told me "Late?? It's still early".. Than i told my mom that "I need to fetch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt; To school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dinah's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  bus stop at 0643am. I seated and revise my Science Notes while Waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Kranji Won Yesterday...They made to the final.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD JOB GUYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;khir was a god striker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Andika,FirdauS,Isnin,Amad,Rahimi,Firman,Fairuz,Izmir,Zahrul,Qamaruz, and another guy ...?? I have forgotten his name??? Who sey..Im sowie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That after Half time.Their coach asked Amirul and Zul to warm up..Few minutes later Amirul subsitutes with Fairuz... Hmmmm??/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won Coral Sec 3-1..Fuyooo..!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..?? Jus now P.E lesson was fun..Me,Sharyfah,Yasmin and Syikin played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;We joined our class group..I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOAL..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fUYOO..! all my frends like calling me"fernando Torres"..Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our game completed and we seated in front of Mr.Tay..&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Tay asking me for joining the Girl's Soccer Club.I told him i need to asked my Mom..&lt;br /&gt;He said i have the Basic Skills.. I was Shocked..?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked wheather Amirul was a good player or not..Mr.Tay said he's a consistent play..Hmmm??!?! Good Job Amirul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm?? Mr.Tay want to asked his friend to put me in National Soccer Girls but im the youngest of all...Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Become a Striker..That my passion.. The same position like FERNANDO TORRES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all...Continue Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PRINCESS ANNIKA &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PRINCE ADIAN....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hEARTS him alot..!!!!! Muaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take care dears!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115811626313083882?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115811626313083882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115811626313083882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115811626313083882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115811626313083882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-day-im-waiting-for_12.html' title='Today is The day im Waiting for..??'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115811626208574804</id><published>2006-09-12T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:57:42.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is The day im Waiting for..??</title><content type='html'>Today woke up late at 0600am..I was shocked and i shouted "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM LATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; ConFused??? She told me "Late?? It's still early".. Than i told my mom that "I need to fetch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt; To school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dinah's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  bus stop at 0643am. I seated and revise my Science Notes while Waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Kranji Won Yesterday...They made to the final.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD JOB GUYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;khir was a god striker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Andika,FirdauS,Isnin,Amad,Rahimi,Firman,Fairuz,Izmir,Zahrul,Qamaruz, and another guy ...?? I have forgotten his name??? Who sey..Im sowie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That after Half time.Their coach asked Amirul and Zul to warm up..Few minutes later Amirul subsitutes with Fairuz... Hmmmm??/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won Coral Sec 3-1..Fuyooo..!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..?? Jus now P.E lesson was fun..Me,Sharyfah,Yasmin and Syikin played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;We joined our class group..I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOAL..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fUYOO..! all my frends like calling me"fernando Torres"..Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our game completed and we seated in front of Mr.Tay..&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Tay asking me for joining the Girl's Soccer Club.I told him i need to asked my Mom..&lt;br /&gt;He said i have the Basic Skills.. I was Shocked..?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked wheather Amirul was a good player or not..Mr.Tay said he's a consistent play..Hmmm??!?! Good Job Amirul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm?? Mr.Tay want to asked his friend to put me in National Soccer Girls but im the youngest of all...Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Become a Striker..That my passion.. The same position like FERNANDO TORRES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all...Continue Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PRINCESS ANNIKA &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PRINCE ADIAN....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hEARTS him alot..!!!!! Muaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Take care dears!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115811626208574804?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115811626208574804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115811626208574804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115811626208574804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115811626208574804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-day-im-waiting-for.html' title='Today is The day im Waiting for..??'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115802315001547630</id><published>2006-09-11T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T18:05:50.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 September</title><content type='html'>Hey there.. Im here to update again my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today nuthing change also.. Fetch &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to schooll as usual. She woke up late today..Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Lazy Girl. She very cute sey..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school she saw &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.Hahah she very happy go lucky.I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when i saw her smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im at CPA lesson,Mrs Toh was standing infront of my comp and i jus ignore her all day long.&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. If Mr Koh in,We cant even surf net.That's the good thing if she take over our class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today im going to watch soccer with Dinah,Lily,Rafidah and yasin..I going to support them.&lt;br /&gt;They had try hard and achieve to Semi-Final.Today they going to challenge Regent.I hate that school..Maybe last time i like now NOT..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Down today..My 5 ulcers in my mouth have not recovered yet.Im realli sick with it..&lt;br /&gt;Why people keep insulting me..??? Am i that BAD??!?!?? Only god can judge me who's is right and wrong...Btw Passer-by thanks 4 the comment,I didnt askedfor any comment either.It's okae i try to change.??? bUbye..My lesson Ended..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off...Continue Later...&lt;br /&gt;0856 am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115802315001547630?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115802315001547630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115802315001547630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115802315001547630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115802315001547630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/12-september.html' title='12 September'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115802194026651128</id><published>2006-09-11T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:46:35.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My SlideShow</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://widget-39.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-39.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042329657&amp;cy=bl" width="700" height="220" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-39.slide.com/f2/72057594042329657/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115802194026651128?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115802194026651128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115802194026651128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115802194026651128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115802194026651128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-slideshow.html' title='My SlideShow'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115802172430932111</id><published>2006-09-11T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:42:04.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I created a Slide Show! 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How many times and days i skipped my medicine??&lt;br /&gt;I think more than a day.&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. what &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reaction if she know i didnt take my medicine in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why she cared about me so much..? It jus wasting her time taking care of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed at 0545.Come out from toilet at 0600.15 minutes of bathing is not enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for school.Cant wait to see &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have not seen him for 7 days i have not seen his face.But today i SEEN his face...Hmm..he look talled from far..Hahahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0645 meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;inah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at her bus stop as usual. Nothing Change. I thought Barney fetch her to school.He's shy?!?! Funny sey..Hmm.. It's a part of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came down and gave me the RETRO book that she brought for me when school holidays.Reached school saw &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rafidah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lily's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bag nice! I thinking where she brought that bag?? I thinkit will be more nicer with Lime Green..Hahahaks.. STANDARD! favourite colour. Followed Dinah to the locker. She need to take her Science Textbook for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual falg raising...Nothing new. BUT..! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sat different place which it is the Prefect area.I smile when saw her face.I laughed at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fashiha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Both is my Lovely Adek angkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess time when to library jus wanna check my blog..What else i should do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess ENGLISH LESSON..! sux..I hate english but cant hide from it..Jus im not good in English. Im telling the truth to all passers-by that im realli &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; english.. I dont care about english at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came CPA lesson. Hais go to the lab not doing my work… I surf net … Boring. Today first day of school is totally &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fashiha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..Talk to her for a while. .Long tyme not talking to her.. Miss her lots..&lt;br /&gt;She saw the present and she asked me who’s present is that for.. So I told her that it was for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search for him at the classroom blocks and find him.I gave him the present.. Hope he likes that presents… I felt happy after i gave him the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115795868754870178?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115795868754870178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115795868754870178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115795868754870178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115795868754870178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/11-september-2006.html' title='11 September 2006'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115733663998199182</id><published>2006-09-03T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T19:23:59.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 September</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;argh.!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 whole week not school..??? i bcom crazy man.! sitting at home nuthing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do unless called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinah&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But times by she may be busy with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Him.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;hais i lazy to update for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to tell &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;better for the teacher's day rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly Insane Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/1600/gothic%20randomly%20insane%20kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7809/3655/320/gothic%20randomly%20insane%20kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Top Left: Lily,Dinah,Yasmin and Yasin&lt;br /&gt;From Bottom left: Danish,SaSa anD syikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;we born to be a DANCER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RANDOMLY INSANE KIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115733663998199182?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115733663998199182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115733663998199182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115733663998199182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115733663998199182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/09/4-september.html' title='4 September'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115682942886310761</id><published>2006-08-28T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:30:28.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter."And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is savedWell this calls for a toast, so pour the champagneOh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is savedWell this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115682942886310761?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115682942886310761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115682942886310761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115682942886310761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115682942886310761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-well-imagine-as-im-pacing-pews-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115682626048624792</id><published>2006-08-28T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:37:40.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28 August 2006</title><content type='html'>28 August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at her bus stop at 0645am.We went to school together.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much jus having fun laughing together .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is good at making jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I told her what happened to me on 27 August in the night. After we reached our&lt;br /&gt;School. We went back of the parade square. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; walked to the parade square&lt;br /&gt;And seat at the parade square with her two bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per Normal nothing change at 0725 the school bell rang. All the students &lt;br /&gt;As to be seated by this time. Morning life so boring. Flag-raising than RIP or CIM.&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mr lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; release us to go back to our classroom.I went up the staircase.I was strolling&lt;br /&gt;When on my way to my classroom. Suddenly one girl called my name.I turned around&lt;br /&gt;And I saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fashiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the girl who is calling me. She asked me whether her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Obvious  or not. I reply Nope! Not for few minutes came &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;*she*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to asked me how&lt;br /&gt;To take out *their* books from the locker.I said that they must asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kharil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Because the lock is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Khairil’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lock. After I talked with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fashiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went inside the classroom and put my bag take out my malay books and went up to my Malay&lt;br /&gt;Classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay lesson is so damn boring with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mr Z*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nagging and started his grandfather stories.I stand my book and lay my head on the table .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sharyfah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; absent on this day.&lt;br /&gt;So it was so quite beside me.After our lesson we greeted him as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;We went our from the classroom and I walked with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syikin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Than came *she* and *her* behind me.*She* gave me a piece of chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;I reject it because on that time I no mood to eat. So *her* took the chocolates and&lt;br /&gt;Ate it.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syikin&lt;/span&gt; left me behind.So I need to ran to them.Hahahaks..Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Than goes to EOA lesson.We have a monk Test.I forgotten every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;After this lesson goes to Maths.Boring Subject ever.I scribble on my book,When&lt;br /&gt;Mr C**** asked us to practice on the foolscape paper I quickly do the question.It&lt;br /&gt;Was damn easy.I don’t need to concentrate.Hahahaha..Dont Show off Lar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;SaSha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess Time I eaten with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt; Syikin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; As usual.After recess is English&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;Mr T**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asked us to do informal letter what happened in English lesson&lt;br /&gt;When he’s not around.Oh My god..! Now what it 200 words..I hate english and&lt;br /&gt;He asked us to write letter with 200 words on it..I wrote the letter not even 100&lt;br /&gt;Words I passed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson ended and it’s CPA lesson..! we go to ITC 1      . After our CPA lesson we need to proceed to our street dance or guitar.But we didn’t attend.We busy to practice our dance for the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melties done a good job. They must tried hard.After our rehearsal we go to MacDonald.We went home at 0630 pm.and that time I fall in love with this cute &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;….&lt;br /&gt;Guess who???? I think that’s all for today..Signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115682626048624792?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115682626048624792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115682626048624792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115682626048624792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115682626048624792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/08/28-august-2006.html' title='28 August 2006'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33311910.post-115651417007176565</id><published>2006-08-25T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T06:56:10.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today i dont knoe wheather i hav a good day or bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For them i am poser lar..Blackie lar.. Watever lar..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I dun Mind what you are saying..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It dosn't make me like care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EveryBody Makes Mistakes...Lyk Duh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If i Done anything wrong i hope god will shield me from angerous things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw i hav left thier belongings from my locker..Now Kharil is the one who take over my locker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33311910-115651417007176565?l=imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/feeds/115651417007176565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33311910&amp;postID=115651417007176565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115651417007176565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33311910/posts/default/115651417007176565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imgoingtotherightpath.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Im Starting my life Again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10029337309559758756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
