<?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-7666976</id><updated>2012-01-27T16:25:06.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Comtesse Khad</title><subtitle type='html'>Khad: Rectified</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-7908356674002647381</id><published>2011-04-24T15:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:08:01.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter Bunny drops In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6F1-yIEMo8c/TbPZv10eKUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1T5RSV1MlCg/s1600/after-DSC_0039.JPG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6F1-yIEMo8c/TbPZv10eKUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1T5RSV1MlCg/s400/after-DSC_0039.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599058177675897154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;17 weeks into pregnancy and being in New Zealand as a Newlywed. Things were sore and stressful and perhaps now, it is starting to look up for us. I guess this is marriage. A calm peaceful one doesn't always mean it is better. Giving in at times but it is also about fighting for what you want. You should have expectations from your spouse or else, what is the point of spending the rest  of your life with just one person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Take me for example. Hell yes we fight and yell at each other. Yes, we drive each other crazy to the point of physical pain but there is always that one voice inside our head or heart that reminds us why we said yes in the first place. Then we stop, we walkaway for a breather and we move on. Sometimes the pain SEEMS to much to bear but the sweeter memories hold a greater power over us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To tell you the truth, there is a lot that I want and sometimes I can be so ungrateful and oblivious to it. I may think I show him that I care enough but I don't. My husband is an amazing man. I am 23 years old. I have never lived on my own, never had to struggle for anything but for which type of cab I should take or what dress I should wear. Never had to make sacrifices and until I met him, I never really knew what it means to be in a relationship. He is a stranger to fighting for what you want and believe in but it is because I am so spoilt and adamant that we are together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today, I realize why I chose him. Despite our fights and hurtful words, he managed, in our barely manageable situation, to let me experience my childhood and bring joy to my day. I woke up rushing the cats outside so they wont do anything naughty in the house. I ran past a beautiful surprise that was waiting for me on the dining table... This.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YsmlhzFVNMo/TbPWlQVURqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5gHusmG9wZE/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599054697279538850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was so excited and felt like I was 5 again. Ran back into the bedroom and jumped on my husband to kiss him all over to thank him. My Easter Bunny had dropped by!! The card said to work for my prize and I went on my hunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WOewKSE57lc/TbPX93z6I2I/AAAAAAAAAco/uttNG05egjk/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599056219705320290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Discovering so many wonderful surprises that marks his hard work and efforts to make it enjoyable and meaningful. I got so much more than I had hoped for, more than enough to make up for 23 years of going without having to know what it was like to celebrate Easter as a kid. His words in the written card were heartfelt. Not because it was poetic or anything but because it was rare. I felt engulfed in my own heart. I wished I had all the money in the world to make his dreams come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZizhllTEp0Q/TbPZLiZA8eI/AAAAAAAAAcw/W-judcZBq2c/s400/Easter%2B2011%2B%252847%2529.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599057553985171938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As we sat for lunch, which he made, he had mentioned the wonderful traditions that Marie had done for him and his brothers and how he wanted the same for our child. I felt so blessed and proud that I was carrying his baby. Bad timing, or not. I was going to be the mother of his 1st born child. OUR baby. He didn't have champagne but instead drank with me the sparkling bubbly grape juice. I couldn't have asked for a lovelier way to experience my first Easter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-7908356674002647381?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/7908356674002647381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=7908356674002647381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7908356674002647381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7908356674002647381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-bunny-drops-in.html' title='The Easter Bunny drops In'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6F1-yIEMo8c/TbPZv10eKUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1T5RSV1MlCg/s72-c/after-DSC_0039.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-8646661056449392463</id><published>2011-03-17T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:29:48.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting 2011 off... With a nag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Been 3 months into 2011 and so far I must say I am not enjoying it at all. I've moved to New Zealand and the house, the kittens, the nature has all been all so beautiful like I expected it to be but everything else is a drag. Immi-fucking-gration is taking their own sweet time to process a simple work visa so that ultimately delays me getting a job and making money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-8646661056449392463?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/8646661056449392463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=8646661056449392463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8646661056449392463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8646661056449392463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2011/03/starting-2011-off-with-nag.html' title='Starting 2011 off... With a nag!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-2544402060653076911</id><published>2010-05-03T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T04:23:01.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me something darling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S93VtynrbgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ElLkD5g8Fpw/s1600/26306_390615994160_500779160_3556314_3187994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466760505356676610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S93VtynrbgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ElLkD5g8Fpw/s400/26306_390615994160_500779160_3556314_3187994_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; We're officially living together now and despite all the fights we have, i still want to stay with you. You're the last thing that I wish to see before i go to sleep and the first thing i want to look at when i roll over in bed in the morning. You're a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mystery Gift Box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; worth way too much but all worth it. Time and time again, you always manage to outdo me. You must feel so misunderstood when all you ever wanted to do was please me. Believe me darling, you do. In more ways than one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've asked for this my entire life as a dreamy and lost teenager. A man who knows how to make smile and who knows where to touch. Not only physically but spiritually as well. Our first trip to Bali was amazing. Then there was KL... you managed that all on your own. When you made France happen, I knew i wanted to be with you no matter what. Even if you didn't ask me to marry you. I'd still stick with you all the way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;France was amazing, it was magical and I'm not talking about disneyland. I don't know what it is exactly but with the beautiful view, the coldness, the clear blue skies and the castle, I just fell more in love with you. You drive me crazy, you make me wanna punch you when you humiliate me, you make me wanna cry when you yell at me but i still love you. god knows why but I honestly do. Nothing in the world will change my mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am so very proud of you Pierre.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I really am. You accept me for who I am, flaws, fats and all. You took me in when i had nowhere to go and you taught me so much about life that i was oblivious about. You tore down the armor that was built to shelter me and you replaced it with your arms that protected and strengthened me. I can always count on you to be there for the laughter AND at the same time feel secure enough to trust you to be there when there is pain. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;if ever i made you feel bad, i am very sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I will love you to my very best and beyond. Love you darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-2544402060653076911?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/2544402060653076911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=2544402060653076911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2544402060653076911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2544402060653076911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2010/05/tell-me-something-darling.html' title='Tell me something darling....'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S93VtynrbgI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ElLkD5g8Fpw/s72-c/26306_390615994160_500779160_3556314_3187994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-7711410480583324843</id><published>2010-01-03T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:17:00.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010- Just A few More Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S0CXJZUmtkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XaFISYxi_QE/s1600-h/DSC_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422500139026003522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S0CXJZUmtkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XaFISYxi_QE/s400/DSC_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-the one place that i can write and strangers would read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can i tell you something? "Happy Birthday To Pierre BTW."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my first entry after so many months maybe close to a year. I've made my choices now the ripple effects are starting to appear. Firstly, my family has been better now.. just the immediate ones. then there are those few who can't keep their noses out of other people's business.. some that are just plain backstabbing and two-faced. Otherwise, mom and dad have been swell and supportive of my choices. Love you Dad, Love you Mom. even my brothers are cool now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's finally 2010 and I'm moving away next year. It's very exciting for me, although honestly, it does not come without fear and uncertainty. Have to take IELTS, get married, change my passport. settle career, somewhere to stay. Need someone to believe in me. rather than press me and yell at me which won't get me anywhere. It's not helping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2009 was great. don't feel like writing in now.. sorry will update again later. ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-7711410480583324843?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/7711410480583324843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=7711410480583324843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7711410480583324843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7711410480583324843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-just-few-more-months.html' title='2010- Just A few More Months'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/S0CXJZUmtkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/XaFISYxi_QE/s72-c/DSC_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-3001754752617390979</id><published>2008-09-11T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:30:21.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time it changes everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMka0md5_cI/AAAAAAAAASo/PDoPCRHUUkQ/s1600-h/club.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244752732031155650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMka0md5_cI/AAAAAAAAASo/PDoPCRHUUkQ/s320/club.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it has been a long while since i last updated this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;definitely alot has been going on in my life but this is no one wants their life to be THAT open for the world to read like a book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything at work was so hectic, shit luck at work. it came down to tendering my resignation or push through the obstacles, which of course came with some scarifices and shitty time from superiors and colleagues. in my industry you cant afford to slip. i've learnt my lesson. so i started to pay a lil bit more attention to my work and it is starting to pay off. of course im juggling between that and spending time with my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;then at home, well.. not exactly heaven at first. went through the mini version of hell with mom and dad. so far it has settled down. have to win back their trust. not really sure what they want from me till now. but i'll make do with what i THINK they expect of me.sigh. growing up is such a pain in the neck. i had huge fights with my parents, screaming slapping, i almost ran away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a few surprises in the matters of the heart. time really changes everything. if you sit down and really think about what matters to you, you wont find much. it's how much value other people place on a certain position, thing or incident that makes us worry about the things we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive come to care about you more than i thought i would. i did try to forget you but you're THAT significant that i just cannot. when i rest i will be thinking of you, when i sleep i will be dreaming of you. you're that someone whom i cant wait to see everyday and spend every single minute of my day with. please do not mistake my naiveness for obliviousness. i know what is it that people say, i know what it really is but i chose to trust you and trust you i will. believing in you despite what i hear. innocent until proven guilty. despite everything, you're still here with me, you hold me when i cry, you make smile. you're someone i can lean on, someone i'd trust my life with, except in the open sea. =) i hope that one day you can think of me that way, you can trust me that much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-3001754752617390979?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/3001754752617390979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=3001754752617390979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3001754752617390979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3001754752617390979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-it-changes-everything.html' title='Time it changes everything'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMka0md5_cI/AAAAAAAAASo/PDoPCRHUUkQ/s72-c/club.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-8883134610140746404</id><published>2008-05-07T07:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:28:33.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick to give, Slow to take. Wasnt so pleasant, wasnt a mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When You are down, Grab a Girlfriend &amp;amp; Fly HIGH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSR9Z25I/AAAAAAAAARs/tzi20_vE2D4/s1600-h/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197418166834813842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSR9Z25I/AAAAAAAAARs/tzi20_vE2D4/s320/DSC00791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSh9Z26I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hr5FQgRQ-JU/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197418171129781154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSh9Z26I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Hr5FQgRQ-JU/s320/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad On SkyRide Irmalia On Skyride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDvSx9Z23I/AAAAAAAAARc/BaeK2y_Bzo8/s1600-h/DSC00774.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197417075913120626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDvSx9Z23I/AAAAAAAAARc/BaeK2y_Bzo8/s320/DSC00774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Test&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This was the story that i was telling u about. Quick to give, i dont care if i lose a lot. so long as u are happy.. its all material and im not really material. after all whatever we have in this world, will just be with us until our last breath after which all possessions wud belong to others who are left behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;At my death bed, what i really want, is to remember that i had a good life, that i make people smile, i make people laug. That smile that you give, is the memory i will bring to my grave.&lt;br /&gt;When i lie, it will be because i do not want to hurt you, it will be because i'm protecting you from the nasty reality and i will be trying to fix the situation while i keep you smiling. Until things get better, for both you and i. What you dont know, wont hurt you and i definitely do not wish to hurt you. ....Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSB9Z24I/AAAAAAAAARk/ryTCp3_igAs/s1600-h/DSC00806.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197418162539846530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSB9Z24I/AAAAAAAAARk/ryTCp3_igAs/s320/DSC00806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Recovery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then came a point of time i had to leave. i cannot hold not to something that isn't mine. so as usual, i'll be the girl with the broken smile. walking around with the plastered happiness that hides a broken heart lined with sorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So while i spend my nights alone, trying to bounce back from this fall, i realized, i cannot lose something that was not mine in the first place. it was all so ironic. the more i thought about it, the funnier it becomes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An aching heart that is trying to laugh and pretend it is ok. it hurts even more that way. did u know that? i bet you didnt. I got a friend to help me recover from this. someone whom i know will NEVER cheat, will NEVER lie to me, who will NEVER hurt me knowingly. That friend who will not say things to bring me down intentionally.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Irmalia Ismail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCD1Tx9Z28I/AAAAAAAAASE/WdCkGL5S-lE/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197423690162756546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCD1Tx9Z28I/AAAAAAAAASE/WdCkGL5S-lE/s320/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCD1TR9Z27I/AAAAAAAAAR8/RaL4NUqserI/s1600-h/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197423681572821938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCD1TR9Z27I/AAAAAAAAAR8/RaL4NUqserI/s320/DSC00809.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET REAL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;the truth is, Irmalia &amp;amp; Khad, we compliment each other very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She carries the umbrella, i'll carry the camera. =)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Malia is the soft looking one, who has got a head-strong attitude and doesnt forgve easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Khad is the tough looking one, who is soft inside, forgives easily, gets hurt easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ffff;"&gt;but no matter how hard Khad falls or how angry Malia gets, I will be there for her, and in turn, Malia is with me every step of the way. She is the negative side of the battery with her anger and me? Im the plus sign on the other side. Together... we work pretty well. We really do. tell the world not to come in between. there isnt any space left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So ok.. until here then. Until later..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: i told u the climax will give me a plunge i will never forget.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-8883134610140746404?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/8883134610140746404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=8883134610140746404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8883134610140746404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8883134610140746404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-to-give-slow-to-take-wasnt-so.html' title='Quick to give, Slow to take. Wasnt so pleasant, wasnt a mistake.'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SCDwSR9Z25I/AAAAAAAAARs/tzi20_vE2D4/s72-c/DSC00791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-7780587352197489719</id><published>2008-04-20T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:49:28.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SArZTm1HENI/AAAAAAAAARU/-lMWzhHmYTU/s1600-h/1_431516533l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191200451361968338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SArZTm1HENI/AAAAAAAAARU/-lMWzhHmYTU/s320/1_431516533l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello again.. been eons since i last visited or posted an entry. almost forgot about this darn blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been a rollercoaster ride. which is excellent and exactly the way i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;keeps me entertained and the adrenaline rush. wow. u cant possibly imagine it. climax period has been almost the entire of april. but trust me the plunge into abyss will come soon. i know it will. so towards this end im just preparing and bracing myself for it. so while it lasts ladies and gentleman, im gonna make it worth while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this is springtime of my youth. and someday when im older, i will have stories to share at the rehab center with all my friends."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. its been like that, will stay like that. i will not change a thing about it, its something permanent. its a global issue ladies and gentleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3- work sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; althou im on leave right now. i dread going back to work. but so far it has been tolerable. the work environment is. i need to brush up and pay attention to my work a bit more i guess. i can do it and i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4- current updates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAVENT I BEEN TELLING YOU?? lol. planning a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAWKSTARZ reunion on 2nd May 6pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ciao! see ya when i see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-7780587352197489719?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/7780587352197489719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=7780587352197489719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7780587352197489719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7780587352197489719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2008/04/salut.html' title='Salut!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SArZTm1HENI/AAAAAAAAARU/-lMWzhHmYTU/s72-c/1_431516533l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-349981761220239001</id><published>2007-12-15T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:16:51.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandalous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Puck1c4II/AAAAAAAAAQs/7qNj0ro5Mbg/s1600-h/Tickly+K..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217374078853250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Puck1c4II/AAAAAAAAAQs/7qNj0ro5Mbg/s320/Tickly+K..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Sensational Disaster~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Puc01c4JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pZbzdcFFIic/s1600-h/Hubba+Hubba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217378373820562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Puc01c4JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pZbzdcFFIic/s320/Hubba+Hubba.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubba Hubba Hubba... Jimmy, brace yourself baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2PudE1c4KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ra4Vnea68Rs/s1600-h/zoo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217382668787874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2PudE1c4KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ra4Vnea68Rs/s320/zoo3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yes.. what is man without beasts, who else wud they learn their bedding skills from?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2PudU1c4LI/AAAAAAAAARE/G1aCaFc-x7Q/s1600-h/zoo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217386963755186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2PudU1c4LI/AAAAAAAAARE/G1aCaFc-x7Q/s320/zoo5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the zoo after 12 years....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Pud01c4MI/AAAAAAAAARM/VR70eLTgAfE/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144217395553689794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Pud01c4MI/AAAAAAAAARM/VR70eLTgAfE/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Scandalous Dilla &amp;amp; Khad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-349981761220239001?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/349981761220239001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=349981761220239001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/349981761220239001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/349981761220239001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/12/scandalous.html' title='Scandalous'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/R2Puck1c4II/AAAAAAAAAQs/7qNj0ro5Mbg/s72-c/Tickly+K..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-8560046908477067630</id><published>2007-10-30T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:31:22.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RybAJ8PtYbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/awF7ySX789o/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126996502831260082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RybAJ8PtYbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/awF7ySX789o/s320/Copy+of+IMG_2756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dear friend asked me one stupid and silly question the other day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Silly Friend: Hey what's up with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SF: whats with you and ang moh(caucasion) guys? you got a thing for them, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: seems so. dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SF: omg! you're malay and wear tudong you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SF: so?! so what do you think you are doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: following in Singapore's steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SF: whats tat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: globalising.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SF: (-_-'''')...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;.think global.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;countess khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-8560046908477067630?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/8560046908477067630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=8560046908477067630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8560046908477067630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8560046908477067630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-dear-friend-asked-me-one-stupid-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RybAJ8PtYbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/awF7ySX789o/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_2756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-3590118872325845300</id><published>2007-10-28T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:34:33.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Regency Reigns Relentlessly &amp;amp; Restlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054264315928898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnMcPtYUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-YaioH7Of48/s400/Khad061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnpMPtYYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/J0xDkLVphB0/s1600-h/Khad080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054758237168002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnpMPtYYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/J0xDkLVphB0/s400/Khad080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnrcPtYZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kYWc42TMyN0/s1600-h/Khad078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054796891873682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnrcPtYZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kYWc42TMyN0/s400/Khad078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Vintage Issue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnrsPtYaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/jEECifuOeno/s1600-h/Khad083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054801186840994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnrsPtYaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/jEECifuOeno/s400/Khad083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Blaque Visions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnLsPtYTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VnSo7_9Z448/s1600-h/Blaque.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054251431026994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnLsPtYTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VnSo7_9Z448/s400/Blaque.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; So Thats The Way It Is, Gentlemen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnM8PtYVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7V034iDA4Js/s1600-h/Khad058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054272905863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnM8PtYVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7V034iDA4Js/s400/Khad058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sunny-side Up Anyone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnNcPtYWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p5jnjlUauUA/s1600-h/Khad069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054281495798114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnNcPtYWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/p5jnjlUauUA/s400/Khad069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brother &amp;amp; Sister: Chapter II&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnNsPtYXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Zez2S8DyzU4/s1600-h/Khad087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126054285790765426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnNsPtYXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Zez2S8DyzU4/s400/Khad087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-3590118872325845300?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/3590118872325845300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=3590118872325845300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3590118872325845300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3590118872325845300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/10/regency-reigns-relentlessly-restlessly.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RyNnMcPtYUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-YaioH7Of48/s72-c/Khad061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-4860681727990371784</id><published>2007-09-18T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:39:35.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARE-Khad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru656XgDXlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/F9jGVn6m6Bs/s1600-h/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111227039504096850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru656XgDXlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/F9jGVn6m6Bs/s320/33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; like it? damn its short but it looks damn good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru656ngDXmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nTRV6Mrv8wU/s1600-h/Khad006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111227043799064162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru656ngDXmI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nTRV6Mrv8wU/s320/Khad006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; exit? stage right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru6563gDXnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Zh6AfWBjYfU/s1600-h/exit+stage+right.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111227048094031474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru6563gDXnI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Zh6AfWBjYfU/s320/exit+stage+right.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; and i owe all my smiles and happy days after my great fall to this close-to-perfection young lad, called Ross. the sweetest thing since ben and jerry's. lol thank you for everyday Ross-ie! Couldnt be happier to have u in my life! World meet the man who is responsible for the strong khad and the man who keeps me waking me up and smiling at work. for whom without i wud have given up on my productive and dull life. the sentinel and essential part of my life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;R.C.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru6563gDXoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/doj_VOvXNKo/s1600-h/cannon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111227048094031490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru6563gDXoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/doj_VOvXNKo/s320/cannon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-4860681727990371784?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/4860681727990371784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=4860681727990371784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/4860681727990371784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/4860681727990371784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/09/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Ru656XgDXlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/F9jGVn6m6Bs/s72-c/33.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-895616812205372886</id><published>2007-06-17T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:30:49.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 June ends everything and begins everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVDFm4vF9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/9HE9y97c-hI/s1600-h/Jimmy+I+Love+u.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;countessa Holidayza OVA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC4m4vF6I/AAAAAAAAANo/pDdXICA5QuU/s1600-h/IMG_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077037695208724386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC4m4vF6I/AAAAAAAAANo/pDdXICA5QuU/s320/IMG_2479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Princessa..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;goodness gracious, the moment the pay came in, me and lil kuzzy went rushing to stores! Asmah picked out this dress for me, CT apparently claimed i look like barbie and i shud wear more things like this cos i look more feminine (-_-''') thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC424vF7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ViJxMj1C8eM/s1600-h/Country+Bumpkin+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077037699503691698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC424vF7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ViJxMj1C8eM/s320/Country+Bumpkin+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Country Bumpkin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;back at my lil village in malacca after a 4 hour drive. man that sucks. then we went to KL too you know.. all ove the weekend. it was a nice change of atmosphere there, roosters crowed at 5am, morning dew on the lawns. the swing i sat on when i was a child is still around and i havent grown too fat to swing on it. (^_^) eat tat suckers!! lol. hahaha. anyway, the trip was good for me but the only glitch was i got bitten by mosquitoes.. oh well. i suppose i cud do a lil blood donation.. thank god i am ok. there was a wedding at KL. (last minute decision to tag along) and i saw cousins i nvr knew existed and renewed acquaintances i nvr knew i had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its like everyone knows everyone including you, who dont know anyone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC5W4vF8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/QtJhN3Nn-bI/s1600-h/Country+Bumpkin+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077037708093626306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC5W4vF8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/QtJhN3Nn-bI/s320/Country+Bumpkin+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;country bumpkin on the way home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the road again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh on the road again. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-895616812205372886?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/895616812205372886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=895616812205372886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/895616812205372886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/895616812205372886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/06/countessa-holidayza-ova-princessa.html' title='18 June ends everything and begins everything!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RnVC4m4vF6I/AAAAAAAAANo/pDdXICA5QuU/s72-c/IMG_2479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-5524240075621262831</id><published>2007-05-19T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:23:24.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Brereton Takes Regency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rk5d7Og2YyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/B-EMRFvhINs/s1600-h/Abg+Ja+Mes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066089902927930146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rk5d7Og2YyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/B-EMRFvhINs/s320/Abg+Ja+Mes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello world. take your bow, khad has fallen in love, assured that she is loved and life couldnt be more wonderful than this. this is all possible bcos of a certain &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord Brereton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, (aka &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;JWW&lt;/span&gt;) whose eyes habours a tenderness that has to be protected at all costs. so i have taken control over the regency and have taken this as my lifelong mission to protect that GEM of a man. to return that loving tenderness that he has decided to show to me. a bit annoying at times but i'd rather a man get on my nerves, peaks my temper then tries so hard to appease me. it is adorable.&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; i will in turn care for u my love, with all my heart, now and always, forever and ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wifey's promise. ;) so stay with me, never leave for i would be left bereft, heartbroken, by myself to grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066091084043936562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rk5e_-g2YzI/AAAAAAAAANY/o1so34Is_8Y/s320/Regency.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear to you, not a day that passes by that he does not tell me that he loves me dear world. i am happy and honoured that he does. maybe im one of those girls who derives their security from those simple words. i am a simple girl, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;intricate yet the simplest things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i find are the things that brings the most pleasure. ask urselves, a card handmade, doesnt cost much, but when given on a bday, is treasured bcos it says "i remember you" everybody wants to be someone's somebody that he/she remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066091088338903874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rk5fAOg2Y0I/AAAAAAAAANg/1aVZLf5nseo/s320/At+nenek%27s+hse+(35).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it world, remember someone and tell them "hey, hi.. havent heard from you, how are u doing?" life is much more pleasanter that way.. till i write again my friends, i miss you and will be seeing u soon if it so. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay with me until then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, believe me i am thinking of u as days go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-5524240075621262831?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/5524240075621262831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=5524240075621262831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5524240075621262831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5524240075621262831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/05/lady-brereton-takes-regency.html' title='Lady Brereton Takes Regency'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rk5d7Og2YyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/B-EMRFvhINs/s72-c/Abg+Ja+Mes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-6850491284868196683</id><published>2007-05-14T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:10:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RkgY0lfUAdI/AAAAAAAAANA/lAaMIB28Sas/s1600-h/ILLUSSION0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064325072673833426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RkgY0lfUAdI/AAAAAAAAANA/lAaMIB28Sas/s320/ILLUSSION0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RkgY01fUAeI/AAAAAAAAANI/-bi6AA-_FaY/s1600-h/baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064325076968800738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RkgY01fUAeI/AAAAAAAAANI/-bi6AA-_FaY/s320/baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you have no idea how much i love u baby, everytime i look into ur eyes, there is a special tenderness in it that makes me want to protect that precious gift. James, you make me happy, but u cud make me even happier if only u'd allow me to protect that special tenderness so that it is not lost. let me protect you, let me protect your heart darling. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-6850491284868196683?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/6850491284868196683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=6850491284868196683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/6850491284868196683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/6850491284868196683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-have-no-idea-how-much-i-love-u-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RkgY0lfUAdI/AAAAAAAAANA/lAaMIB28Sas/s72-c/ILLUSSION0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-5201365727311100941</id><published>2007-04-30T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:42:53.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery takes over while distance takes control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RjU6gFfUAWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8aDRBStYPgw/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059014079324356962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RjU6gFfUAWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8aDRBStYPgw/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i have never loved like this. u feel permanent. we feel permanent and right. there is nothing that can describe this lovely emotion that i feel. u make it all possible and i am aware that should you ever decide to take away that gift, i would shatter and break into a million pieces. please baby, i know we love each other.  so much. but this damnable distance is taking it's toll. so come back to me baby, have mercy on our aching hearts and come back to me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-5201365727311100941?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/5201365727311100941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=5201365727311100941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5201365727311100941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5201365727311100941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/04/misery-takes-over-while-distance-takes.html' title='misery takes over while distance takes control'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RjU6gFfUAWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8aDRBStYPgw/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-7913138328587867975</id><published>2007-04-16T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:24:39.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh how my heartb breaks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RiNAsS9pfWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/d4sRYVGg9dE/s1600-h/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RiNAsS9pfWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/d4sRYVGg9dE/s400/DSC00729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053954336588660066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RiNAsS9pfXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2TiG13PSNHk/s1600-h/ILLUSSION0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RiNAsS9pfXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2TiG13PSNHk/s400/ILLUSSION0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053954336588660082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time spent away from you seems like a never-ending torture to me. everyday i miss you, everyday im loving you more and more.  i dont believe that there is one other person in this world that id rather be with than u, none other id rather be with than you. i knew i loved you before i met you.. i think id miss you even if we never met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-7913138328587867975?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/7913138328587867975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=7913138328587867975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7913138328587867975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7913138328587867975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-how-my-heartb-breaks.html' title='oh how my heartb breaks..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RiNAsS9pfWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/d4sRYVGg9dE/s72-c/DSC00729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-7272632188207858698</id><published>2007-04-07T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T13:25:43.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>au revoir cherie, till our next kiss, till i get to hold you again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So happy together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco9OE9IPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Pukh4pdlFk0/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050550539335311602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco9OE9IPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Pukh4pdlFk0/s320/Copy+of+IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; all the times we've been together my love, never once have you made me feel unloved, or un-cherished. you made me so happy baby. you make me so. i love you so much baby. i do. when i said yes, i mean it baby. because the longer i am with you, the more i am convinced i am that i want to be with you for the rest of my life and you are the man that will make me happy, protect me and love me for the rest of my life. i would do the same for you james, if it means that i get to be with you forever...it breaks my heart that we have to be apart.. it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco--E9IQI/AAAAAAAAALY/bJr5TkSqldw/s1600-h/James+&amp;+Khad.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050550569400082690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco--E9IQI/AAAAAAAAALY/bJr5TkSqldw/s320/James+%26+Khad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; make me happy baby, come back for me. i love you baby. we promised that we'd be strong and i will be. for u, for us. khad will try he damnest to be with you, james, she promised u that. everyday i love you more and more, listen to my heart can u hear it say, i love you, until the end.... of.. time.. come what may. i will love you.. until my dying day. i always will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco_-E9IRI/AAAAAAAAALg/Hyf_edoVzYQ/s1600-h/IMG_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050550586579951890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco_-E9IRI/AAAAAAAAALg/Hyf_edoVzYQ/s320/IMG_2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; james &amp;amp; khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/7666976-7272632188207858698?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/7272632188207858698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=7272632188207858698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7272632188207858698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/7272632188207858698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-happy-together.html' title='au revoir cherie, till our next kiss, till i get to hold you again..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rhco9OE9IPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Pukh4pdlFk0/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_2201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-8612712279286494512</id><published>2007-03-27T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:47:05.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love... in love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rgkf8H09C9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dnaSYZxf8jY/s1600-h/ever.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046599975199116242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rgkf8H09C9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dnaSYZxf8jY/s400/ever.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see what James sent me!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(WORLD's BESTEST BOYFRIEND!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;what do nursing students do when they are bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgkdAX09C5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/dUsKOgYYLvg/s1600-h/1002(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046596749678676882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgkdAX09C5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/dUsKOgYYLvg/s320/1002(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; they doodle their boyfriend's name on their bodies of course!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgkdAn09C6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/8a1LadWKtmk/s1600-h/1000+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046596753973644194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgkdAn09C6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/8a1LadWKtmk/s320/1000+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt; then write sweet messages on their calves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introducing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046597905024879554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgkeDn09C8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Qpq-uLS4vM4/s320/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NYP Yr 3 Siti Khadijah Binte Ismail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SGH- Department Of EmergencyMedicine (PRCP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-8612712279286494512?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/8612712279286494512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=8612712279286494512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8612712279286494512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8612712279286494512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-love-in-love.html' title='in love... in love..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rgkf8H09C9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dnaSYZxf8jY/s72-c/ever.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-6435430552592825251</id><published>2007-03-25T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:35:54.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Passions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweet-smiling images keeps the world going, keeps my heart beating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkPUsV35I/AAAAAAAAAIw/aGwpLW-tnOg/s1600-h/JamesBaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045760278186549138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkPUsV35I/AAAAAAAAAIw/aGwpLW-tnOg/s320/JamesBaby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You're all that i need to live my days. A magnificent love story unfolds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkPksV36I/AAAAAAAAAI4/B4ZL65fYopY/s1600-h/ward..jamesward.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045760282481516450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkPksV36I/AAAAAAAAAI4/B4ZL65fYopY/s320/ward..jamesward.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "You cannot learn to love until you've learnt what it is like to lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkP0sV37I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZzWc4TEjx4E/s1600-h/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045760286776483762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkP0sV37I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZzWc4TEjx4E/s320/IMG_2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and so thus he makes me happy this mortal of a man, makes me smile and believe in tomorrow, think of the future, trust in love and risk it all but at the end of the day, coming home to where serenity, peace, tranquility embraces me... to where he is. to where my james is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkQUsV38I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vwX2bE03K50/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045760295366418370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkQUsV38I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vwX2bE03K50/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkQksV39I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mNiEVa3q_D8/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To...  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James William Ward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just recall this wondrous instant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have arrived before my face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A vision, fleeting in a distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A spirit of the pure grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In pine of sorrow unfair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In worldly harassment and noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dreamed of your beloved air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And heard your quiet, gentle voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Years passed. The tempests' rebel senders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have scattered this delightful dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I forgot this sound tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And how heavenly you seemed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In gloomy dark of isolation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My days were gradually moved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Without faith and inspiration,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Without tears, life, and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My soul awoke with decision:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you again came as a blest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like an enchanting fleeting vision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A spirit of the pure grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My heart beats on in resurrection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has again for what to strive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Divinity and inspiration,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life, tears, and eternal love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Aleksandr Pushkin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-6435430552592825251?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/6435430552592825251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=6435430552592825251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/6435430552592825251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/6435430552592825251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/03/dangerous-passions.html' title='Dangerous Passions'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RgYkPUsV35I/AAAAAAAAAIw/aGwpLW-tnOg/s72-c/JamesBaby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-8886622103151154446</id><published>2007-03-17T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T09:23:58.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE! From UK &amp; Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042694865530145698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQ0qcS6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/vGf51TI7M6o/s320/Khad+%26+james.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yep that's right! live from UK &amp; SG.. we went live on msn actually. i was so happy. we were so happy. aint that right? lol. anyway.. budding roses. they look so beautiful was up till late last night and today up early bcos mom &amp;amp; dad's gone out of town. apparently gran's sister ha d fall and broke her arm. innalillah. may allah let her heal soon. i coulnt go cos well.. the tickets. and its much better if i didnt. my regards and well wishes are always with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQkqcS4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tFvlmonibA4/s1600-h/myspace-candybardolls23.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042694861235178370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQkqcS4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tFvlmonibA4/s320/myspace-candybardolls23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; this is pretty isnt it? yes what a pretty picture we make. hahaha. now &amp; always. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a long distance love but i know he's meant for me cos he was sent from up above. i long for his arms to hold me tight, hold me close to tell me everything's going to be alright. i'm blessed to have him in my life, maybe blessed enough he'll take me for his wife. when we age, togther, when i grow old, his hand is the one i want to hold. for better or worse, till death do us part, i love u sweet baby, i love u with all my heart..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQkqcS5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PK4ab-1IaJk/s1600-h/myspace-candybardolls33.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042694861235178386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQkqcS5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PK4ab-1IaJk/s320/myspace-candybardolls33.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; school. ended. told u that. no mood to study.. paper on monday. i'll do revision today. (some) anyway.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i passed HS 3077!! Yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that's one module down.. 2 more to go love! hehehe.. not going anywhere stupid schedule is still not out yet! till later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQ0qcS7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PjyHx2_Ncqw/s1600-h/text_miscellaneous_621.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042694865530145714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQ0qcS7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PjyHx2_Ncqw/s320/text_miscellaneous_621.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ps: you and me. now and always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-8886622103151154446?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/8886622103151154446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=8886622103151154446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8886622103151154446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/8886622103151154446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/03/live-from-uk-singapore.html' title='LIVE! From UK &amp; Singapore'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RftAQ0qcS6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/vGf51TI7M6o/s72-c/Khad+%26+james.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-5123680049172427089</id><published>2007-03-14T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:37:25.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Now &amp; Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff6V0qcS3I/AAAAAAAAAII/Jd2Ny5ekAqI/s1600-h/IMAGE_00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041773560685415282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff6V0qcS3I/AAAAAAAAAII/Jd2Ny5ekAqI/s320/IMAGE_00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff0f0qcSxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b_3wiur06S8/s1600-h/text_142.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041767135414340370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff0f0qcSxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b_3wiur06S8/s400/text_142.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;james william ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hubba hubba hubbie. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so 14 March eh? today is nasha's birthday! happie birthday nasha!! anyway.. i went back to school with asmah today.. yep! we infiltrated the security of NYP.. well she did. im still a student of NYP. studied there for about 4 hours and then we made a move to go to hougang mall.. ate at long john silver's... the seafood combo. yummy! with cheese sauce and black pepper dippings. went back to gramp's place... i had to send her home didnt i? we had fun.. went to take Print Club stickers again.. the stupid machine went too fast! i didnt even have enough time to go and draw on the pics properly =( but anyways.. luckily it turned out great.. thank heavens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041772882080582482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff5uUqcS1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/xswnSDUeVac/s320/MIssy+At+Work+(27).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041772882080582498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff5uUqcS2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/5oM6ZSHrKBQ/s320/text_miscellaneous_640.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;came back.. headed straight for the shower... and made my brother relinquish his command of MY fortress..the computer. my source of interaction, love and most of all, to meet my darling. *sighz* hahahaha.. anyway.. im chatting with him right now.. so cant write in too long in here. i miss him. lol.. love u. now &amp;amp; always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care. au revoir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: learning to save for something important. (our RINGS!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Khad WW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7666976-5123680049172427089?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/5123680049172427089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=5123680049172427089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5123680049172427089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/5123680049172427089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/03/now-always-this-is-james-william-ward.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rff6V0qcS3I/AAAAAAAAAII/Jd2Ny5ekAqI/s72-c/IMAGE_00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-2859304941183305965</id><published>2007-03-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:44:53.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i surrender..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2FKfvbY5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VCGeKL75L1g/s1600-h/myspace-candybardolls65.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038829973463065490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2FKfvbY5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VCGeKL75L1g/s320/myspace-candybardolls65.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2FKvvbY6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/34jfrr89QpA/s1600-h/text_miscellaneous_672.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038829977758032802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2FKvvbY6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/34jfrr89QpA/s320/text_miscellaneous_672.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey dilemma solved and im a happier person now. it's all over and it's all begun. school's almost over and i'm ambivalent about it. slad the hard parts over but im gonna miss my friends and stuff. so yeah.. that's over. i have a test this thursday and im only half way thru studying. oh yeah.. james is coming in end march.. hopefully. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038835788848784354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2Kc_vbY-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/vhENe04MuB8/s320/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thursday is also my ica for sociology. so kill 2 birds in one day or i can take it as.. die 2 deaths in one day. =( anyway.. i'll make myself make it thru. i will. i'll do longer hours of revision tmr.. i will... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038831193233777586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2GRfvbY7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/pBsQkbDgYWA/s400/anlove1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For JWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;u make my life complete the moment u came into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before, i'd live life day by day, telling myself that one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe one day there'd be a person who'd love me as much as i love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one day i'd find a man who'd mean what he say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then came those long lonely nights that i spend alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thinking and wondering if what i wanted was a mere fantasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for i could have never been so wrong, never so suprised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to have met you. you who made my fantasy a reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont let me down baby i cud never heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont leave me sweetheart, never tell me it's not real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont hurt me by saying u and i cud never be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont shatter me darling, by throwing back my love at me.&lt;br /&gt;u shower me with endearments, and said i love you countless of times&lt;br /&gt;wait a second baby, im trying to find something that rhymes. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;u care not if im ugly, fat or plain, i appreciate it so i dont feel so vain.&lt;br /&gt;this period of time passes and together our bond grew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till that special friendship evolved and turned into something new..&lt;br /&gt;that special feeling that is embraced only by a few..&lt;br /&gt;that special feeling that makes me confess, makes me say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Baby, I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038836166805906418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2Ky_vbY_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/M7-EYG2_Y3c/s400/text_218.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038835784553817042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2KcvvbY9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/BcPMoVJD0cM/s320/1138927926_Kiss721676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Come What May"&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/7666976-2859304941183305965?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/2859304941183305965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=2859304941183305965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2859304941183305965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2859304941183305965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-surrender.html' title='i surrender..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Re2FKfvbY5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VCGeKL75L1g/s72-c/myspace-candybardolls65.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-3429450251419578220</id><published>2007-02-18T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:48:28.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeTxa52mdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QuQ9iHfjefE/s1600-h/text_522.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032653585854667218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeTxa52mdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QuQ9iHfjefE/s320/text_522.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeTZ652mcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fiek8IPXCu4/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032653182127741378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeTZ652mcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fiek8IPXCu4/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what is one to do when you are struck by cupid's arrow twice? the first hasnt been removed and you're down by another.. man am i in a fix or what? tell me man.. but all in all im happy. but remorsely filled with guilt. cried myself to sleep.. talking to yself. been going on for weeks now.. i think im depressed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032649733269002642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeQRK52mZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XC3OEh39m9g/s320/what.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NAH!!! Just Kidding! HAHA. did u really think i'd be that kind to step my legs in 2 boats at one time. i'm a 1 man woman. loyal and jealous. lol. so.. I love you baby! but i need to be clear of what is it that you want with me. if u want it to be US, then tell.. not only tell me... show me. love without proper encouragement, not everyone has that kind of security in themselves to hang on to a thread as thin as that baby. just remember that aside all that make-up covered beauty.. im still a woman with a real heart, with real feelings. im asking you to look aside all that teasing, sharp wit and words to know that i can get hurt too. i have strength but there is only so much before i break and block myself away, again. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032652533587679650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeS0K52maI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oVjZCJhzfiQ/s320/fireworks.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the barrier erected then would be far higher than ever. not even u can breach it again.. hold to your promises like i do. then if u cannot, dont make them. you cannot lose something you never had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But other than that, life has been very sweet and sensational. i like it. i love it. star gazing.. alone. it is the most wonderfulthing to do since chocolate. imagine that. i really got to clear my head.. and thought straight. hehe. i never wanted to be so confused, i never wanted to be this brain-addled. im no bimbo.. im no ainstein either. lol... so im asking for a chance to prove myself. give me that chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-3429450251419578220?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/3429450251419578220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=3429450251419578220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3429450251419578220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/3429450251419578220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-dilemma.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Dilemma'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RdeTxa52mdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/QuQ9iHfjefE/s72-c/text_522.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-2230669572332303328</id><published>2007-01-29T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:27:57.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rb0xUKnJnfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/obADAa1dR3w/s1600-h/Hibernation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025226981731048946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rb0xUKnJnfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/obADAa1dR3w/s320/Hibernation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WEE~ Khad goes LIVE on messenger!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;wow i love technology. free phone conversations.. endless hours!! haha.. a little laggy when we first started but who am i to complain? Comtesse Khad is elated! god bless! well.. im so happy i can hardly contain it!! i need to kiss something. wait~ ok back. i just kissed Choco.. my cat. the lil pussy jumped up when i caught him. HAHA.. no pun intended. oh well.. classes at 1000 today and dunno if i will go.. so maybe just drop by at 1200.. meetings start then i suppose. so much work.. so little time. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay then. gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KHAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-2230669572332303328?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/2230669572332303328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=2230669572332303328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2230669572332303328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2230669572332303328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/01/wee-khad-goes-live-on-messenger-wow-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/Rb0xUKnJnfI/AAAAAAAAAFY/obADAa1dR3w/s72-c/Hibernation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-2775206898972635084</id><published>2007-01-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:45:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjQGanJnKI/AAAAAAAAABk/VlvnMfX-xsM/s1600-h/M+[18]+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023994192973110434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjQGanJnKI/AAAAAAAAABk/VlvnMfX-xsM/s320/M+%5B18%5D+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;haha! hello &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;world wide web.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; im back~ haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;okay here's the deal. i have completed all my attachments. only left with PRCP. that'd be soon. im quite contented with school stuff right now. new semester. new friends. Ross. haha. very cute. anyway.. i've been online most of the time. the novelty hasnt worn off i guess. it's good i guess. i get to chat with uhm.. more often than not. so im quite happy. by the way.. nth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023993621742460050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjPlKnJnJI/AAAAAAAAABc/uDElavXiMcU/s320/Red+Mask.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;im kinda subdued these days. Malliga says i dont seem myself.. apparently my eyes tells a story. maybe so.. she has no idea how close she is to the truth. but everyone has their own secrets and thus i have mine. i will not endeavour to display my weaknesses for the whole world to use at their advantage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i wont be made into a joke. not now. not ever. not anymore. enough is enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;a barrier. an erect barrier between me and everyone else. if i dont love. i dont hurt. simple as that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023994201563045042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjQG6nJnLI/AAAAAAAAABs/sm5OjpMHZsM/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;but that does not mean im not happy. i smile. i mean my smiles.. maybe it doesnt reach my eyes. Malliga's quite good at this. i'd have to be more wary from now on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;okay then till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023993613152525442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjPkqnJnII/AAAAAAAAABU/MeQqfDMy7b4/s320/whitebud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-2775206898972635084?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/2775206898972635084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=2775206898972635084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2775206898972635084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/2775206898972635084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2007/01/back.html' title='back!!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RbjQGanJnKI/AAAAAAAAABk/VlvnMfX-xsM/s72-c/M+%5B18%5D+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-745498439738658983</id><published>2006-12-08T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:23:58.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjovyozK-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/mRQcs_4LzWc/s1600-h/c_winterwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006006893566700514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjovyozK-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/mRQcs_4LzWc/s320/c_winterwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjovyozK_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qAFB3JoUyFg/s1600-h/Copy+of+Art+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006006893566700530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjovyozK_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/qAFB3JoUyFg/s320/Copy+of+Art+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjowCozLAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iPfCwQL1fdw/s1600-h/Mark+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006006897861667842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjowCozLAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/iPfCwQL1fdw/s320/Mark+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7666976-745498439738658983?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/745498439738658983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=745498439738658983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/745498439738658983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/745498439738658983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/RXjovyozK-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/mRQcs_4LzWc/s72-c/c_winterwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-116159745755325316</id><published>2006-10-23T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:57:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;this is my final goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we're taking a split. i'm setting u free. it pains me that i have to but it is so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i no longer love anyone but you but you had to turn away. i hope you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that no matter how much u think i'm going to hate you, i'm telling u u're wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;even if u shatter me into a million pieces. I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i pray that u stay happy and blessed with all good things in the world. I haven't got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;anything worthy to give u to make u stay, if u think the love i have for you is unworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;of your keep then i'm afraid i really have nth else to offer. But i'll always be here for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i've always known. i've always felt that you were perfect, this i've told you. i also believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that you know i think you a king. one that rules over me, night and day, in wake and in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dreams, in light and in darkness. you're here, you're there. loving u is as natural as breathing air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;go now, i know u want to leave so i shant keep. i cant possess something that isnt mine.  i cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;lose something i never had. my only defence is that i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But tell me goodbye and let me cry. let me cry, let me hurt because i'll heal. just dont leave and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;not let me know. let me be hurt,because it'll just hurt, no matter how bad, rather than u leave me worried, angry and disappointed. my only salvation is that i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So this is my final good bye if u want it to be. u must think i'm crazy, u must think me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i have told you and i told u the truth when i told you i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-116159745755325316?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/116159745755325316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=116159745755325316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/116159745755325316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/116159745755325316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-my-final-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-116063821256695589</id><published>2006-10-12T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:30:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/SV201201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/SV201201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;salaciously devilish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dia dhuit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;khad here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let me tell you a story of young love so fine it would take years before someone like you would be able to comprehend what it is about. there couldnt have been another love more deeper and finer than what they have. Distance had separated the two but it never hindered their feelings for each other. She more than anything else in the world wished she could spend everyday next to the love of her life. Him on the other hand cherish her like a pagaan princess to be worshipped. in  a way, they both loved each other. deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then came the misery for every time a man soars so high embraced by happiness, he is bound to fall. this time harder than shattering into a million pieces. they could not understand why it was so. they fought. from that distance, they never felt closer towards each other than this time, now. She gave him her, He gave her him. It was more or less, a blissful union admist the vast and complicated issues that surrounds them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She spend her days thinking about him, her nights dreaming about him. Everything around her was a reminder of how much she loved him. Everything, from the green of the trees that reminded her of his country to the blues of the skies that reminded her of his eyes. Every turn, every blink, she could only see him and him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;*well.. i have to go. this story does not end here, definitely, its closing farther than u can imagine for we have only begun in its first chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Khad&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/7666976-116063821256695589?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/116063821256695589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=116063821256695589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/116063821256695589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/116063821256695589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/10/salaciously-devilish-dia-dhuit.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115753914788949005</id><published>2006-09-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:39:07.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_0683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;こんにちは&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~聖隷クリストファー大学~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the students of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seirei Christopher University,&lt;/span&gt; college of nursing came to Singapore, Nanyang Polytechnic for this week and i get to play host. The xchange student who was with me is called Kano Shoko. I call her &lt;strong&gt;Shoko-chan.&lt;/strong&gt; (*see pic) Very sweet girl. Speaks little english but believe it or not, we spent the wee hours of the morning chatting. (conversing in 日本語- Japanese) 0_0 cool na? we slept at 0200hrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;woohoo~ it was fun Sunday evening, we- dad, me &amp; peifen, fetched them from the airport. Peifen's fren was called &lt;strong&gt;Tomoyo&lt;/strong&gt;( Tomo-chan- sweet girl. big eyes) we went back home, intro to family memebers, went out for dinner. then to padang, supreme court. off to get a bite, we then head for St Andrews cathedral, then to esplanade, the merlion and finally... Fullerton hotel. didn't stay there, just along boat quay to snap many- many pictures. :) it was a terrific idea for Peifen and myself to pair up and go out together, else we never would have survived. not that they were horrid but bcos of the language barrier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday morning it was off to school. went to eat prata with her. Oishii!! おいしい! (^,^) after classes we met and together with PF, we went to Bishan, take Neoprints -PuriKura! 興味深い表面 then to Swensens to eat EARTHQUAKE!! 地震アイスクリーム! went to popular book store then bought the paper stars. me &amp;amp; Shoko-chan made the stars together and i put it in a small jar for her to bring home to Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday off to school again and evening we went to Orchard's S11 for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's it. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115753914788949005?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115753914788949005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115753914788949005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115753914788949005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115753914788949005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/09/students-of-seirei-christopher.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115581456858873602</id><published>2006-08-17T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:36:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;in school. will make this short. hs 3032: aggression is going well. glad. home life, good. love life, messy good. inner self, content. health, fit as pancakes. school life, ambivalent. happiness percentage 97%. study motivation 65%. naughty horns, 78%. sexual drive, 90%. that's stats. short to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Khad Is happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115581456858873602?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115581456858873602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115581456858873602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115581456858873602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115581456858873602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115552381744134069</id><published>2006-08-14T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:50:17.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Masquerade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Masquerade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Masquerade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hello NYP! back back. Lovely long weekend couldn't have a more perfect ending. i called Johnny last night. perfect. totally. reliving all the sweet seductive memories of high school! couldn't be more perfect. what more to wake up to a steamy monday morning. *if you know what i mean! (hint*hint*) anyway let me fill you in about weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;slacked at home and danced till my feet were sore and it was Singapore's Birthday! Happy B*dae SNG!! the national day parade was a grandeur, of course like every year, i cried when the national anthem was played. sang my heart out. i dunno call it patriotism or momentary insanity but i felt it in my roots and cores of me soul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;went havock with more dancing and laughter. went to the library with lil Asmah @ AMK. borrowed so many Historical romances. then slacked at home with VCDs, movies and DVDs galore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went out with the one and only Malia. My other quarter. initially, we planned on going to BUGIS to shop but Malia, being the late waker, we ended up meeting at 1400 and had to settle for little india instead. but it was fun though, as usual, we shopped. we laughed, making a fool out of us-selves. then as hungry as lion, we grabbed a cup of mashed potato before heading down to Hougang Mall (familiar terrritory) and ate at LJS. Then we shopped some more for a couple of accessories. again more fun. of course, what trip with Malia is complete if it we didn't take print stickers at the print club. we had bought shades and decided to model for them. We looked gorgeous. totally unsurprising. (*,*) the pics turned out so nice, it was a shame tat it was small. she went o my house. i gave her a haircut. Malia looked so adorable! hahaha. okay you can say it. *Khad you're a genius. [tell me something i don't know (-_-***)] haha. shameless. that's for friday. happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; beautiful. i went to town. don't worry i haven't lost my mind. i went to admire the fireworks. it was gorgeous. i stayed in my red hot car. havent been contaminted. dont worry. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was super di duper exilihirating! wonderful. stunned into silence. it was also the day i told dad about Mark. i tot he was going to kill me or feed me to the sharks but dad was totally understanding. he said okay and gave the greens for the Go-Ahead. He thinks Mark is good looking too. Who wouldn't? Yeah. I showed him Mark's pic. at first he said we should hold the news from mom but he ended up telling her instead. but she was cool with it too. this is the first time i have talked to my parents about a.. man. becos i really like Mark, wait, i really love him. glad i took kak yana's advice and told them. now i have nothing to hide. guess what dad said? he told me to bring Mark HOME when he comes here. !!(0_O)!! yeah i know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mom found out about Mark. she thinks he has pretty eyes that is honest. she guessed him a pretty secretive person too. see baby? i told ya ;) . lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TODAY!! text Mark in the morning. :p *wagging tongues, fanning my bottom. back in school. loving it. great start to  the week. driving lessons this wed. good luck to me. no more drifting!!&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/7666976-115552381744134069?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115552381744134069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115552381744134069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115552381744134069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115552381744134069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/08/masquerade-hello-nyp-back-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115501933677169815</id><published>2006-08-08T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T14:42:16.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>location paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hello there. back in school. i love week 17. by far the most relaxing week of all. compared to the rest of the weeks, which have been pure murder to go thru. projects, papers and practicals. believe it.. i've only attended school for 2 days this week and i have a long holiday coming up. from tomorrow onwards. ;D that's rite! i'm all smiles right now. feel as though i did something good been granted this luxury. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; i felt almost rotten this week. i guess i know. i do know why. i've written why in my book diary. yes.. as much as i share, i still keep a part of me hidden from the rest of the world. something too deep that i don't want other people to know. i'm pretty sure we all have secrets we wanna keep. so i have mine. nothing close to being unfaithful, nothing close to that. just rotten and hurt. pretty hurt. that's it. i spent my time reading historical romances to soothe and nurse my aching heart. guess it's the place where i feel most lost and just floating around looking at the characters live their romance gives me a sense of completion and hope that love is not all myth and as painful as i was led to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;share:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; huge laugh last saturday. Rudy got married...again. at 23 and married twice. some people have all the luck. i have to wait years before i get to see Mark. :( anyway, we kicked up a storm there in the bus. it was so much, thanks to a huge part, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ME, KAK ASHA &amp; KAK YANA.&lt;/span&gt; if kak shidah was there, it would have been a bigger uproar i swear it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i still love Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Khad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115501933677169815?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115501933677169815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115501933677169815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115501933677169815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115501933677169815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/08/location-paradise.html' title='location paradise'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115382781091693424</id><published>2006-07-25T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:43:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Crazy In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;been staying back in school till late. apart from settling that heavy task, which no one seems to think i'm doing, i have been (ahem) romancing online. Lol. nah just kidding. how does someone be in love with another who is so faraway and trust him/her so much? well i'd like to answer every person who has ever asked me that but i wish i knew. seriously, you think i planned all this? no way.. i've only hoped and dreamt about it since the day i understood the meaning of love. when i lost love thru someone i least expected lose, i then found love in the person i least expect to meet. the perfection that graces the many nights of my dreams, my Mark. Malliga did say i was a blessed girl.. before i always tot i was born wretched and cursed(still do by some) but when i tot about it again, i have the greatest balance of family one can ever ask for, demure, outrages, kind and wicked, fun and subtle. wasn't enough, everybody started having partners and someone to call their own. quite sad there. then i met Mark. or rather i found him. -Thank you MSN.  in any case, i fell in love with him. still do.. every day from the day i knew i had to talk to him again or die. (just a feeling) then it grew. a friendship, teasing, messing, laughing, flirting. now i've come to like him a lot. or rather, adore him, miss him everytime that i'm not talking to him. i envy. envy those who are able to look their love in the eye everyday, hold their love, kiss their love anytime. I envy them. Mark is worth the wait. every second, every minute, every hour i wait. i know i can do this. i dunno how and where i get the patience from but i'm holding on. but not sure if i'm holding on to something that can be mine, eventually. dreams come true and i hope this one does. i cannot imagine waking up and seeing some other face. cannot picture myself walking on the beach with anyone but him. cannot possibly want to share the rest of my life with someone other than Mark.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;~Khad~&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/7666976-115382781091693424?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115382781091693424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115382781091693424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115382781091693424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115382781091693424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/crazy-in-love.html' title='Crazy In Love'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115320010447568701</id><published>2006-07-18T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:21:44.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/sesame_love_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/sesame_love_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wee~ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark is home&lt;/span&gt;! woo hoo.. oh the hours of lonely nights i have to endure without him. (ahem.. more like his texts and calls) anyway.. i missed him! But never mind. we texted last night. Estatic. Elated whatever it is that means happy.. I am IT. anyways.. in school. going for lunch now. gotta GO! Welcome back Honey! Chat soon yeah.. Last night was terrific! I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115320010447568701?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115320010447568701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115320010447568701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115320010447568701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115320010447568701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/wee-mark-is-home-woo-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115285147146467304</id><published>2006-07-14T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:31:11.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So frustrated. the skin looks nice.. all glittery and stuff. but the PHOTOs! I uploaded so many yesterday! It looked gorgeous.. it takes a while to load thou.. i'm not sure whether the picture is up for viewing or not. Yucks man.. I dunno what happened here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115285147146467304?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115285147146467304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115285147146467304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115285147146467304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115285147146467304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/argh-so-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115259411870926723</id><published>2006-07-11T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:01:58.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Life's Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt; Things are finally looking up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Such a rare occasion but HEY.. I do feel happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I know.. But weirder things have happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Can't say that I have not hoped fot this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I think I've gotta change my thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I know this happiness won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;But I'm going to bask in it as long as I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Laugh as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;See the good in everything and be a free spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;he promised me. I quote him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Multiply that by a million times. That's how good it's gonna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115259411870926723?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115259411870926723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115259411870926723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115259411870926723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115259411870926723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/lifes-good-things-are-finally-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115225039246794269</id><published>2006-07-07T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:42:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2006 BLOCK BUSTERS OF THE YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/posterc632cd7aaefa2403b8d009ae7e065e9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/posterc632cd7aaefa2403b8d009ae7e065e9b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Irish Coffee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Starring Khad Ismail &amp; Mark A Kelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Synopsis: Love has never been so intoxicating. Kat(Khad) plays an outspoken and untamed girl filled with too much energy she drives people away from her, either from rejection or intimidation. Not because she wants to but because her attitude made everyone around her afraid to compete. Then she walks into Richard's (Kelly) life and wrecks everything. She constantly pesters him and at the same time, brings excitement into his life. But Kat feels that she should change for Richard to love her. Will the rowdy east temptress ever? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A rollercoaster ride that makes you cry, laugh and curse!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/poster506ff8f7fd1cbc4bcd1dc1cce4dde5e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/poster506ff8f7fd1cbc4bcd1dc1cce4dde5e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Distance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;starring Khad Ismail &amp; Mark Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Khad plays Deidre Wilson, an ever-ready, defensive and uptight workaholic. Determined to keep herself out of relationship and men after a horrendous break-up, she buries herself under piles of work and ugly clothes. Until Hunter Gemlin (Kelly) came crashing on her doorstep wounded and in need of help. Hunter was everything Deidre wanted to avoid, bringing back painful memories at the same time creating new sensual ones, reminding her that she is a woman. Deidre was certain that Hunter was hiding something from her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hunter Gemlin had never been so confused his entire life. All along he never would have thought that a woman could make him care so much. But he was in too much trouble to be thinking about what Deidre would be like in bed and to love her. Will Deidre help Hunter, and perhaps give love a 2nd chance or will she shun him away, to stay in the comfort of her highwalled barrier she worked so hard to erect?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"A masterful plot. Kelly &amp;amp; Ismail pairs up in another sensual and intriguing plot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-115225039246794269?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115225039246794269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115225039246794269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115225039246794269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115225039246794269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/2006-block-busters-of-year-irish.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115206641116445562</id><published>2006-07-05T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T10:26:51.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clueless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That one very eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Mark"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Mark%27s%20Eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i burn under those bright blue eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they pierce thru my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Copy%20of%20IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Copy%20of%20IMG_0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 05 July 2006&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/7666976-115206641116445562?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115206641116445562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115206641116445562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115206641116445562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115206641116445562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/07/clueless.html' title='clueless'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-115042897274883823</id><published>2006-06-16T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:36:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/pentools20_small.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/pentools20_small.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm in a rush. Fools Rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm making it short and sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bottomline: I love Mark A. Kelly.&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/7666976-115042897274883823?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/115042897274883823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=115042897274883823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115042897274883823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/115042897274883823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/06/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114964631481940405</id><published>2006-06-07T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T10:11:54.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Breathe With Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/MIssy%20At%20Work%20%287%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Are You sure you know what you're getting into?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Crude &amp; Uncouth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Intelligent) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Haughty and Witty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Funny) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Crazy &amp;amp; Hot-tempered.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Wild-away from eyes of the public)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jack-of-all-trades, master of none.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(handy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Demanding and fiery.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(fearsome)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dreamy when i'm alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(build sandcastles in the air alot)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I cry more than people think i do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(sensitive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Will you want to go thru that with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Will you want to sit by the shores with nothing but silence and me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Will you let me lean on you when i'm worked out? [no matter from what ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Put up with my tantrums? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Put up with my imperfection and flaws which by the way i have many. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/sleepy%20head.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/sleepy%20head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt; When you wake up.. The first thing you see is this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Are you alright with that? Oh there's always the office. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm oblivious to the world sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what they do. so i prefer solitude when you're not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know i know i'm not making sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then again i always never do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;except when I tell you&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114964631481940405?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114964631481940405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114964631481940405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114964631481940405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114964631481940405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/06/breathe-with-me.html' title='Breathe With Me'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114921420680516895</id><published>2006-06-02T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:10:06.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Copy%20(2)%20of%20IMG_3331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/Copy%20%282%29%20of%20IMG_3331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked my mother whether dreams came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked my father if perfection existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked my friends if love was true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked god if He would give me happiness in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My mother told me Yes, they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My dad told me Yes, it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My friends told me if it hurts, it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I believed everything they said, I was satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but I wasn't happy. I grew up thinking maybe they had lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lied to make me happy. The truth was, it made me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I lived thru life trying to make my dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I ran in circles searching for that perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I bled only to find that the love i had before didn't hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I gave up. I wanted to. I decided that ok, life isn't perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dreams don't come true, love isn't true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So since god doesn't lie, I asked of him again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I asked god to set the lies straight. I asked for happiness in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I waited. And I waited. Then I waited. I knew god wouldn't desert me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He didn't. He made sure I knew that He could make perfection exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That He had given me strength to make dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He showed me how true His love for all his creation was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God gave me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mark.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And by that he gave me all the happiness in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A perfect dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114921420680516895?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114921420680516895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114921420680516895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114921420680516895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114921420680516895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/06/perfect-dreams.html' title='Perfect Dreams'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114887597634859894</id><published>2006-05-29T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T12:12:56.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I've Found What Was Missing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;That was i was searching in my troubled sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_3212.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_3212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; When i lay to face my once again troubled heart, i shut my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Brussels%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Brussels%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt; and i see him. the man who brought a smile to my face, that calmed down the storms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;he shone a light so bright, i'll never i have to walk in the dark again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;he gave me many reasons to smile and look forward to tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'd look into his eyes and see fire burning thru a sapphire, the light dancing when he smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mark A. Kelly: I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_3254.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_3254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A Quad Reconciles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_3245.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_3245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Khairul, Shikin, Elfie, Daryll, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Malia, Wati Su &amp; Kumar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Group%20Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Group%20Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All In Da House: Ma House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114887597634859894?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114887597634859894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114887597634859894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114887597634859894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114887597634859894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/05/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114750515126912284</id><published>2006-05-13T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:48:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Different Distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td height="1" unselectable="on"  style="font-size:1pt;"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;No. He says. He doesn’t have any doubts. Feeling confident of a happily ever after for the both of us. Looks that way he says. I don’t doubt my feelings for him. It's there, it’ll always be there. I don’t doubt his feelings either. It’s just the distance. Everyday, I wonder, even for the briefest moment, if this is all real. If HE is real because when everything starts looking good, we women would wonder. Excuse me for thinking like a woman.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why the gents get irritated with the ladies when they do. In their minds, they would be wondering why we can’t be satisfied with what we have. Why can’t we take things for what they are? Well you see gentlemen, if we did, then we’d all be homosexuals because then there’d be no difference between us. We’d all be men. Pardon us for that’s just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;So I’m entitled to have my fair share of doubts. It’s because I love you that I think so much. It’s because I care that makes me so worried about us. It’s because I treasure your existence that I don’t want to lose you. So let me dwell in my misery, confuse myself in worries and anxieties and go crazy. If that’s what it is like to love you then so be it. I’ll go through it. Endure it. Make it. Hopefully with that happily ever after as an ending.&lt;br /&gt;I do belong to you. My whole heart belongs to you. Some may beg to differ, saying that I’m too young to say this, to young to know what it is but what better advice to follow then your own? Who knows me better than I do? So I’ll take my chances. I’m so spoilt. So used to getting what I want. This would be the first time I have to work hard for something I want so much. Even my dad can’t help me out on this one. So listen to me world! Khad has an announcement to make! From now onwards, I’m going to decide things pertaining to my love life myself. I don’t care if I soar way beyond my boundaries. I don’t care if I’m at risk of falling from that kind of height. I know it’ll hurt if he leaves, but I will cherish every moment, treasure every memory we have together. Even our teasing texts. Still brings a smile to my face baby. Even now. =p Even if goes away, but since he is still here, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell him. I love him. I love him very much. I love you darling. I love you very much. I love you Mark. I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="a0c1a278"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114750515126912284?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114750515126912284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114750515126912284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114750515126912284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114750515126912284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/05/different-distance-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114438593831211871</id><published>2006-04-07T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:58:58.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hair-Hair...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-pee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Burp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-Dey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-La!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Siti Nursuhaila Bte Sulaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt; Happy Birthday to dear Sweet Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; A present From Malia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Sweet wishes and See You on 15 April Perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Khad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;[cantik tak aku, pakai baju t-do shop in? =)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114438593831211871?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114438593831211871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114438593831211871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114438593831211871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114438593831211871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/04/hair-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114421281448143087</id><published>2006-04-05T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T12:53:34.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;You won't believe it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2880.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Studying for Biology Paper on 040406.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Me and the one and only Dr. Martini. Inseparable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Mark7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/Mark7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark A. Kelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This Is The Love Of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114421281448143087?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114421281448143087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114421281448143087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114421281448143087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114421281448143087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-wont-believe-it-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114377897005443185</id><published>2006-03-31T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:22:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Walk Down Memory Lane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/black%20print.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;31 May 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Malia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/and%20then%20there%20was%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;August 1987....Then there was me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0661.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_0661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sometime after that, somethings went haywire..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/khad%20su%20and%20malia.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/khad%20su%20and%20malia.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then I found a click of friends alike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2056.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; ....and i can safely say it runs in the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7666976-114377897005443185?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114377897005443185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114377897005443185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114377897005443185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114377897005443185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/walk-down-memory-lane-31-may-2006happy_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114318435115420306</id><published>2006-03-24T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:12:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khad's Back! Larger Than Live!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/craykhad.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/craykhad.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;do you see what you do to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just 1 mail just 1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my nerves are going haywire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your touch would be sensual enough to send my brains splattering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;MARK YOU'RE GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7666976-114318435115420306?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114318435115420306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114318435115420306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114318435115420306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114318435115420306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/khads-back-larger-than-live-do-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114308979368783345</id><published>2006-03-23T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:56:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hey hey. is it that easy to recite i love you to anyone without meaning it? or has the phrase been used and heard too frequently that it no longer bears any meaning?it would seem so. i've only heard in songs and stories on how it's expressed and about how fine and demure LOVE is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How fragile it is. how affections run thru deep in its veins and the emotions it carries with it. But that's fiction. will it ever be reality? my guess is as much as yours, too manyt imes has it been abused, shamefully by yours truly herself. but i do not know the meaning too. haven't got the chance to feel it really. true i have my family and friends. but u know wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;once i tot i had, now it seems like it's gone. really close that one time i too buy too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it ended before it even started. it costed a lot as well, my nights and dollars, knowing every single moment and cent was worth it. I'm not glad it's gone, dont even know if it really is.you were gone for so long while i'm stuck frozen in time left with nothing but wondering thoughts about where you are, what you're doing, how come u havent call, how come u could bear not letting me hear your voice( by the way it's killing me not being able to hear ur husky breaths at my ears), or at least let me knoe that you're alive. Just wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;been asked how come the distance hasn't swayed my distinctive glow of happiness and perkiness in my walk and speech. how come the oceans and separation doesn't seem to have made me appear sullen and moody, angered and unaffected. Should I have shown? to make myself feel better and then hate you? could i ever? i asked myself that question everyday.&lt;br /&gt;what do i do? cry in silence, tremble in darkness i guess. you often spoke of the kisses we couldn't have, cuddles and warmth we couldn't share. i'm not crazy. i'm not fazed. i'm in complete control of myself and i'm sound. or so it seems. i'm not psychotic. i'm not drunk. don't like leaving things hanging unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt; i write in words hoping you would read. send it in thoughts hoping you'd hear. if u decide that we'd walk in different dirrections, let it be ultimately that we walk in opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm sorry if i sound clingy, if i sound foolish, hell, it took me living guts to have it here. swallowed pride and ego to tell you so now your turn. tell me you're living, you're happy. tell me you're well cos tat'll make me happy. Just tell me something. i'll be damned if i have to go thru life not knowing. tell me sweetheart. tell me, love. something. anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114308979368783345?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114308979368783345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114308979368783345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114308979368783345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114308979368783345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114290917984649348</id><published>2006-03-21T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T10:46:19.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 March 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relaxing By the Pool...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad &amp; Malia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Suhaila &amp; Malia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reliving the old memories of Yuying Secondary School together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Suhaila &amp; Khad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad &amp; Malia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA Lapar SEH... Masak Sendiri..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2714.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2714.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; Sebelum tu.. shopping dulu[aik malia jual susu?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2705.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2705.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; penat kat swimming pool. suhaila gula dah naik lah tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a girls' day out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7666976-114290917984649348?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114290917984649348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114290917984649348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114290917984649348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114290917984649348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/20-march-2006relaxing-by-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114223460149342012</id><published>2006-03-13T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:23:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday extravaganza @ CCK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lulu Elisha...trying to look like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2417.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2417.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there is a first time for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2398.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2398.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The vogue but CRAZY GERL! Kamaliah Halim!&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2408.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2408.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2411.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2411.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7666976-114223460149342012?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114223460149342012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114223460149342012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114223460149342012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114223460149342012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-extravaganza-cck-lulu-elisha.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114199308593918947</id><published>2006-03-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:18:05.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/MIssy%20At%20Work%20(52).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/MIssy%20At%20Work%20%2852%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Bring in The Balls, I'll start the Rolling!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2226.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Done with the rolling. gots to sit and think about how to spend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the coming holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/M%20[18]%20(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/M%20%5B18%5D%20%2823%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got tired of thinking... SO had to lie down before i hurt myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i look like an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ANGEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2241.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHA!! Just kidding. Still standing strong okay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114199308593918947?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114199308593918947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114199308593918947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114199308593918947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114199308593918947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-me.html' title='Happy me'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114135689582450106</id><published>2006-03-03T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:34:55.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dilemmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Independence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; Khad's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hello, 1119 on a friday. the only friday i dont have to go home @ 2000 and i am at school. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PHEUUWWW!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a busy week holiday. 10 march is still a long way to go before those 3 very different stooges come back from BRUNEI. 10 march will also be Afandi's birthday. small world it is. anyway, going to gran's house after this the moment i finish downloading the bleach episodes. i really have to really on Nick for the Naruto episodes! so NICK! ONEGAISHIMASU! =) olrite. mom told me this morning that dad's getting a car for me but somehow i was rude enuff to tell her i dont need it to come from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i knoe my life long principle has always been:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;"What Khad Wants, Khad Always Gets"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;it's true 90% of the time so far. i've been enjoying it so far. all i have to do is want it, tell my dad and he'll get it for me. i havent for anythign ridiculous of course and my dad is not crazy enuff to oblige if it was. his ego is as huge as his pride and it is the same for me in that case. thats why i tot it was about time i did things on my own. i cant forever depend on them. it's a nice feeling but everyone else is getting a car with their own money or taking their licence with their pocket money and savings. Me? I just ask from dad. if i don't start working soon, i'll never be able to get up on my feet in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i dunno if i should talk to my dad/mom about this. i think it'll just hurt their feelings. i hope i'll figure this out on my own and soon and eventually tell them about it. gently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sighz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thatisitfornow.jyane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114135689582450106?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114135689582450106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114135689582450106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114135689582450106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114135689582450106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/dilemmas-of-independence-khads-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114118116896360574</id><published>2006-03-01T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:46:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the beach issue!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/filmgoodlluck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/filmgoodlluck1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; He was there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; so i'm happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; then he left, so i m alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_2178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; saw my friends... i started laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;it's a crazy world i know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114118116896360574?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114118116896360574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114118116896360574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114118116896360574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114118116896360574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-to-beach-issue-he-was-there-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114067607302770353</id><published>2006-02-23T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:27:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Psycho team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Shikin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Shikin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; khad &amp; Kin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1926.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1926.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Zarina Practicing the kiss of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Nov02001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Nov02001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Memoirs of a class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Sam all ready to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0368.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0368.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Sally &amp; Peifen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/f0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/f0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; NR 0401&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1978.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Errr... Adnan???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114067607302770353?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114067607302770353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114067607302770353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114067607302770353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114067607302770353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/frenz.html' title='frenz'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114058198567719429</id><published>2006-02-22T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T12:19:45.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe moments of glory shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Cat%20&amp;%20Jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Cat%20%26%20Jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Dreamy%20Mummy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Dreamy%20Mummy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/SK(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/SK%28008%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0368.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0368.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/a0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/a0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/a0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/a0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Cantik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Cantik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114058198567719429?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114058198567719429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114058198567719429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114058198567719429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114058198567719429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/hehe-moments-of-glory-shared.html' title='hehe moments of glory shared'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114048992137491088</id><published>2006-02-21T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:45:21.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;More Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/barney%20ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/barney%20ladies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Barney Ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Jaspig%20Chiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Jaspig%20Chiu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;jasPIG Chiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/barney%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/barney%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Barney Ladies The Sequel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Adnan%20&amp;%20Ain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Adnan%20%26%20Ain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Like Bollywood Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Unidentical%20SiameseTwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Unidentical%20SiameseTwins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; Siamese Twins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Jas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114048992137491088?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114048992137491088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114048992137491088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114048992137491088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114048992137491088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-friends-barney-ladies-jaspig-chiu.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114042303477668364</id><published>2006-02-20T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T16:10:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1973.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1973.0.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114042303477668364?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114042303477668364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114042303477668364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114042303477668364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114042303477668364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-114040382362941086</id><published>2006-02-20T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:50:23.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends To Cherish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Jasmine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jasmine Melor Lana Swensen Chiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Copy%20of%20IMG_2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Copy%20of%20IMG_2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Hs 2035: Peifen, Sally, Khad, Shikin, Jian Li, MaQiang &amp; Warric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Mummy%20&amp;amp;%20Pei%20Fen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Mummy%20%26%20Pei%20Fen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Pei Fen &amp; Sally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Running Athletes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The People I Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; Siti Asmah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Copy%20of%20Siti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Copy%20of%20Siti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Siti Hajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes, the things worth protecting in life are closer than you think. They'd be right with you but you won't know it. They might be in front of you but you cant see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If only we all would just take the time to look a little bit harder and appreciate those around us, we'll see that those around us are all we need to get thru life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Everything can go crazy in life. No matter how alone you think you are, you'll always have someone to turn to. But you cannot wait. Bring yourself forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-114040382362941086?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/114040382362941086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=114040382362941086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114040382362941086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/114040382362941086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/friends-to-cherish-jasmine-melor-lana.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113998684691991861</id><published>2006-02-15T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:00:46.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crazy One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/kor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/kor2.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i'm running after &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; this time..&lt;br /&gt;starring my one and only "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takuya Kimura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &amp; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takako Matsu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She played with him in &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Long Vacation&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HERO&lt;/span&gt;. I saw the special edition and now dying to get my hands on the series. SO SWEET!. Kimura plays a character called &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;KATAGIRI TEPPEI&lt;/span&gt; &amp; Takako plays &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;UESUGI RIKO&lt;/span&gt;. Workmates. the plot is so damn funny. sweet too. involving lots of jealousy, sacrifice and quarrels&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;. Takako&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Kimura &lt;/span&gt;have a good on-screen chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1273.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_1273.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;work it!! Haha! not likely! hardly have time to do my own stuff these days. always busy doing school stuff. always with books or on the com or if not, i'm in school. that's it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113998684691991861?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113998684691991861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113998684691991861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113998684691991861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113998684691991861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/crazy-one-im-running-after-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113981840380101141</id><published>2006-02-13T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T16:13:23.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/400/IMG_1962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Weekend’s over and back at school. I was ill this past couple of weeks. Went to the doctor twice in one week. First it was the flu then the rashes, which lasted for 4 darn days. Just a few nights ago, I had a bad muscle-ache. A very bad one. I couldn’t sleep at all. Tossing and turning, tossing and turning. Tried all possible positions to sleep but nope, couldn’t get any at all. It was horrid and restless. Even breathing was a problem. I got so scared. I went out to the balcony at 0200 to do squats and push-up. Then I sat down for a while before going back into my room. Started counting my pulse at different areas and kept on going until my eyes fell tired. I slept with the light on until dawn. Feeling better already.. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, I went to IMM yesterday and got me self a few things and some for asmah. Went with her. We ate at LJS before taking a cab home. Can you believe it? The cab fare was S$14.30! So expensive. But we couldn’t help it. I was rushing for prayer time. Made it just in time. Haha! I started watching NARUTO a couple of weeks back and now I’m hooked to it. I had nick burn a few episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS NICK! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I guess that’s the update for now. Jya Matta Ne!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113981840380101141?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113981840380101141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113981840380101141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113981840380101141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113981840380101141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113876633813021820</id><published>2006-02-01T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:58:58.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hewwo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to beach yesterday and did crazy stuff... here's the images. i believe pictures paint a thousand words. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't cha wish ya girlfriends were HOT like us?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  After medication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Takes one to know one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_2066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bitches on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113876633813021820?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113876633813021820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113876633813021820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113876633813021820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113876633813021820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/02/hewwo-went-to-beach-yesterday-and-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113652929803482688</id><published>2006-01-06T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T14:34:58.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/memorias-de-una-geishacartelgrande.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/memorias-de-una-geishacartelgrande.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good afternoon. School so far is good. i must say i'm enjoying myself so far. lectures were bearable and i quite like it. today is friday and i have to go home @ 2000hrs. pathetic i know but it's not like i have any other things to do during the weekend but projects. so i'm going to make this short because i have research to do at the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life begins with a cry from ourselves, marking the start of a journey and it ends with hopefully cries of sadness from family members and loved ones who would remember you. It is then that your legacy lives and it is then that the measure of your impact you've made in this world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should you ever feel that death is morbid and tormenting, think again. you could feel forever young and so on and so forth but do you really think that youth will be around forever? Even love does not have the power to make youth stay with you. It is something you're given and destined to lose. The only thing that you'll remember is the vivid memories that you will bring with you. that is, if you don't grow senile and forget. you can go for plastic and you can change the way you look and seal yourselves under a mountain of make-up but it will be washed away. Embrace death as a coming attraction and live life to the fullest and discover new things, move on and do not dwell on the past so much. do not get angry to often. don't cry buckets. don't hate too much neither should you fall too deep into love. for every second you waste on these emotions, you've wasted your youth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cherish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;It will be the greastest regret of your life if you do not make your mark and make yourself worthy of remembering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113652929803482688?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113652929803482688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113652929803482688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113652929803482688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113652929803482688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113531550297299218</id><published>2005-12-23T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:25:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/IMG_0661.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0661.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Image(503).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Image%28503%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/IMG_0662.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113531550297299218?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113531550297299218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113531550297299218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113531550297299218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113531550297299218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/12/celebrations.html' title='Celebrations'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-113531484104067509</id><published>2005-12-23T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:14:01.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Greatest Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/Seasons%20Of%20Geisha%20(71).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/Seasons%20Of%20Geisha%20%2871%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my greatest regret was to have lived and yet be dead to the eyes of the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the term holiday is soon coming to and end and i have been so happy i dont wish for it to end. attachment at &lt;strong&gt;SGH-Ward 47&lt;/strong&gt; was so memorable. the staff there was so friendly and welcoming you could have worked 24 hours there and still not feel tired. The respectful thing about them is that they treat us equal and yet they teach when we make mistake. They supervise as they order. It has been a real pleasure working for them. Nothing would make me happier if i were to be sent back to that ward. Would be the posting to look forward to. I brought Asmah out to the park, the shopping centres and all. had loads of fun... Did i mention I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Nicole and Jasmine on the release date itself? We had lots of fun. I know, Nicole, Movies.... Stunned. But love for POTTER changed it all. Who can blame her? Anyway it's not everyday that Cole joined us for movies. Hold it. I'm still loyal to my TK alright. No way. Radcliffe we share. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is mine... ALL MINE!! Wahaha.. Just kidding. anyway Happy holidys everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Towelz%20%2861%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;White Christmas @ Snow City!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love and Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Christmas &amp;amp; Merry New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Khad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-113531484104067509?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/113531484104067509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=113531484104067509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113531484104067509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/113531484104067509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-greatest-fall.html' title='My Greatest Fall'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112979655946304245</id><published>2005-10-20T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:22:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happy Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi.. me and jasper darling.. were talking about something cute yesterday and knowing that i was fan of Takuya, we made up alil story about where babies come from n the process, according to the drama titles.&lt;br /&gt;Check this out..&lt;br /&gt;From  me &amp; Jasper sweetie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/beautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were leading a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL LIFE&lt;/span&gt; together. Days were happy nad our lives were full of content. I never felt so much happiness before. Not even the greatest flaw can make me hate him. He is just the best. But there was one thing missing though. we didn't have a junior to tease and everything. of course we were happy with just us in our own world but we need our love to be seen by the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/love%20generation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/love%20generation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/love%20generation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We needed to create out own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;LOVE GENERATION&lt;/span&gt;. Something or someone that we can show the world to. Show the world that there is still love in this world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/long%20vacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/long%20vacation.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we went on a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;LONG VACATION&lt;/span&gt; to a very remote island where nobody could find us.. no one can ever disturbor destroy our mission. Sweet "SENDIMENTAL" island that elimintate all traces of hatred and eveil in this world. There was only me, him &amp; love. It was like on another planet. Only that AIN wasn't there to destroy it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/nemureru%20mori1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/nemureru%20mori1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/nemureru%20mori1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/nemureru%20mori1.gif" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then deep into the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;SLEEPING FOREST&lt;/span&gt; we ventured till all serenity and tranquility was found. Nothing could stop us. Except that I forgot to switch off my handphone. And of all the times in the world.. i thought it was that dumb ex-boyfriend that wanted to braeak us up.. but it was a multimedia messgage. It was a song..a voice recording. Guess what song.. " I WAS BORN TO LOVE YOU." I was so touched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/gluck011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/gluck011.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. We wished each other &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;GOOD LUCK!!&lt;/span&gt; Before we all hell broke loose oin our flight. He was the captain, i was his crew. It was a beautiful flight. No turbulence. Smooth ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/pride00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/pride00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We forgot the world the time and everything else that lived. It was just us.. US.. in our own world.  Our love was our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PRIDE&lt;/span&gt;. Soon everyone will be able to see our lil PRIDE. Our lil &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. WAhahahaa!! The idea of the agem was to score a goal. Boy was he a sharp shooter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So That was That from the book of love... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112979655946304245?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112979655946304245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112979655946304245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112979655946304245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112979655946304245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-story.html' title='The Happy Story'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112925985607166623</id><published>2005-10-14T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T11:17:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/DVD00300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/DVD00300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hello! Hello! Hello!! Back from KKH, Pediatrics attachment! Cool. Met so many new friends.. Amongst: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Liyana, Ernest, Winston, Xian Hui&lt;/span&gt;.. Cool cool people man. enjoyed it. was with nicole, jasmine. So i had a blast. nothing wrong with that right? Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday's yesterday, i went out with suhaila. Old school friend. She's old haha! Just kidding. She's a sweet friend! Nothing like her when it comes to disturbing people. (And this is not just for show) She's a darling. Hasn't changed a bit. exactly the way i knew her and loved her. ^_^ So so happy yeah yeah. Oh yes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;By the way.. see the pic next to this entry? look what it says.. YES!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;"BEAUTIFUL LIFE"&lt;/span&gt; Starring my one and only Takuya Kimura!! Ahaha!! &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Finally watched it. Got it at a nearby shop at suhaila's place! WHohooo!! It was nice. Didn't beat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENGINE&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thou!! Haha. I passed BIO-Miracle. Just had psychology..not too long ago. the paper sucked big time. exams are drawing near. and we are in the middle of the fasting month. doesn't feel like ti thou...just as per normal. cooked for the past two days. bought 2 pairs of soles..(shoes la). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I tell you? My friend showed a pic to his fren and is setting me up with his fren. Cute right? Not! But never mind. Nothing wrong with making new friends eh? (^_*).. *Hehe(Evil plan brewing)* Okay That's it for now .. Gotta got back to work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112925985607166623?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112925985607166623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112925985607166623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112925985607166623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112925985607166623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-hello-hello-back-from-kkh.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112685451341893331</id><published>2005-09-16T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:08:33.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me the way I&lt;br /&gt;sleep...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/200/Goth%20asleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exactly the way ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as when i am wide awake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/Kowai%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112685451341893331?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112685451341893331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112685451341893331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112685451341893331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112685451341893331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112685405192608646</id><published>2005-09-16T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:00:51.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/kimura65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/kimura65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*''"'**-...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Looking Fine... SO fine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...-**'''''*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/bistro10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/bistro10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; ...No matter how straining!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112685405192608646?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112685405192608646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112685405192608646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112685405192608646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112685405192608646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112678292401186351</id><published>2005-09-15T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T19:15:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is So New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/1600/nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1365/483/320/nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; *Takuya Kimura*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello.. I'm exam stressed at the moment so pardon me if i sound like a complete idiot. Been a while since i updated. I already turned 18 on 20 august. Happy me. Happy life. I gotten myself a Cat since then. His name is Choco. Cute? Not. It's like Chucky reborn.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. changed my blog appearance to give credit to my all time craze, Takuya Kimura. Been watching him quite a lot lately. Who can blame me? Look at him!! Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway.. Super cute. Super hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he plays in super cool dramas. Japanese of course. the latest one is ENGINE. I bought it a while back. the theme and story line is warm and hearty. He plays as Jiro Kanzaki, a racer who comes back to an orphanage(sorta) home, managed by his foster father and sister. watch it yourself if u wanna noe more. LOL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still in school right now. 1914hrs. I'm going home now. Too cold already. Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112678292401186351?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112678292401186351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112678292401186351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112678292401186351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112678292401186351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/09/everything-is-so-new.html' title='Everything is So New'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-112312748599882461</id><published>2005-08-04T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:51:26.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny.Chocolate.Ain.Takuya.Movies.Radcliffe.Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somethings in life you just cant forget. friends. idols. fav food. loveof your life. i have all of them. never gonna live without them. My wish list would never exclude them. If i were to be stranded on a forsaken island with nothing but the skies and beautiful palm trees, white sandy beaches and foamy ocean waves, the things i would like to have and the people i wish to be by my side..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laptop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;digital camera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;handphone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wallet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;takuya kimura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daniel radcliffe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny depp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark A. Kelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brad pitt(maybe.. for ain..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thats it i guess. chocolates for everyone. ice cream for me and mark. depp for ain, kimura, radcliffe and kelly for me. haha. cameras are essential of course! if not.. how would we capture all those beautiful moments together? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful sunsets.. sunrise with loved ones... (of course my parents would be on they 2nd honeymoon to be fair) with chocolates and ice cream at night..while we lay on the white sands for star gazing.. the little balls of lights sparkling like diamonds and glass scattered across the big blue velvet sky.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/span&gt; will of course sing for us.. "Da da da da da.. Da da da da da.. and really bad eggs."  Around the campfire, cracking jokes... having fun and feeling loved.. loved? maybe excited and turned on... who wouldn't be with all those gorgeous hotties around? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Especially MY Mark&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;~!!(*,*)!!~ *drEaMz* if only.... if only...... that would be very VERY nice. i think i shall dream of it tonight and smile tomorrow morning! FOR ITS FRIDAY tmr... i hope the week ends with a good note&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well then... OH YES!! i'm watching charlie and the chocolate factory today.. with jasmine..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see ya!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-112312748599882461?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/112312748599882461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=112312748599882461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112312748599882461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/112312748599882461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/08/johnnychocolateaintakuyamoviesradcliff.html' title='Johnny.Chocolate.Ain.Takuya.Movies.Radcliffe.Mark'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111751293830962441</id><published>2005-05-31T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:52:12.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOhnNy HunNNy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello.. had a friend.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well we're still friends. his name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;JOhnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my hunny. back in school when we were classmates. he was a funny nerd and i was, well, me. didnt expect me to be roaming with nerd now didja? but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was different&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if u knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; u'd think that nerds are cool. u dun have to be cool to be great.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was great. he was funny sweet and everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we'd joke in class with missy wongebaba. lol. there was this one time, i shoved a pic of myself into his wallet. i made him swore that he'd have the pic forever. well he still does. for a hell two long years plus. well he says he still does. didnt know of another man as sweet. except&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but he's a god.. that's different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; is a friend. we chat yesterday. he reminded me of something i forgot, so embarassing. there was this one time when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;decided to be funny and then&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tugged on my bra strap. for jokes sake.. nothing sexual. i hope. (0_o) gulp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Guess what i did? I made a sharp turn around and slapped his face. Yep. Jus like in the dramas where the fierce heroine would. well.. i was fierce but not a heroine. Whoa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;said he can still feel it&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny Johnny Johnny&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was hard-hearted enuff not to apologise to him for it. but i did yesterday. didnt i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lol.. he'd say "No! No! No! You stay where you. DOn't come near me!" to me and fadhila everytime we come close to pinch him or tease him. Haha. Those were the good old days. Ain't it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hunny&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;JOhnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;has changed now. no more mr-bully-me-and-i'll-do-nothing, but someone more confident and hell more stylish than before! Whoohoo.. there's plenty more with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if u ask me. Sitting in skeleton warrior's class together sometimes studying, sometimes well.. we laugh. in between classes  we'd crack out with laughter together with sick-lame but funny jokes. we're intellectually crazy man&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my man&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;is the man.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;uSed to order&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;around so much i was like a queen. sending Johnny to the canteen from the 4th floor to get me a drink or something. Bad me bullying poor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But That aint the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;now. oh.. i'm telling u. U mess around with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"SOMEBODY'IS GOING TO GET HURT REAL BAD! SOMEBODY. I'M NOT GOING TO SAY WHO. BUT SOMEBODY." Haha. remember that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okok that's all about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OK. thats all. Oh btw..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;johnny&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;JOHNNY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that is highlighted, is an apology from me for all those times i was nasty to you pal... forgive my rudeness and impulsive ness. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;(^_^'''')&lt;/span&gt; ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; friends forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS PhD In Bitchiology.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;University of Gotham City.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111751293830962441?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111751293830962441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111751293830962441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111751293830962441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111751293830962441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/05/johnny-hunnny.html' title='JOhnNy HunNNy'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111710347888830737</id><published>2005-05-26T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:31:18.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy life we live in</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the crazy life we lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so unpredictable and unsure. but tat makes things more interesting for human sometimes. u never know what lies ahead of you. u can only plan things but u cannot make them happen unless it is with god's grace.  do you know what it means to be loved? lucky you. better to have loved and lost than to not love at all. BUT it is better to not love at all rather than to have love and lost. Always better that way. You dun get hurt and you don't hurt anyone at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy but true. you can never evade love. there is no one is this world who is born unloved. those who dont'have lovers are loved by friends. not by friends, by family. not by family, by parents. not by parents by god. not by god then it is only yourself who has chosen not to be loved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is the beauty of love. you're always loved 24-7. but to feel that love, you need to want to be loved. if not, no amount of miracle can salvage your dark and fallen soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start with loving urself, then ur parents or your surrounding, and you'l see the beautiful side of life, world and humanity. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for me, i have yet to find the meaning of it all. i cannot say that i have not fallen into love's traps before, i have but there is nothing that i can do about it but to learn and see the beauty of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had i not learnt, i would never have known. in my stories, heros and heroines fall in love and live happily ever after. but things dun usually go that way. my characters always have to undergo a &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS&lt;/span&gt;. then they pass thru the realm of discovering their courage. never know if that one person you deny the very most might be the one who loves you the very most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dad, he says he doesnt look back. neither do i. we bring the past into our future, my father and i becos we learn from it. We dont hate. We just remember your faults. FOREVER. only then will you know how much u have hurt us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but tht is the beauty of it all. you love you'll get hurt, happiness all in one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love is truly an all rounder if u ask me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH HAppY BaRfDae To GrannY!&lt;br /&gt;sHe's  65 tmR. I LoVe You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111710347888830737?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111710347888830737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111710347888830737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111710347888830737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111710347888830737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/05/crazy-life-we-live-in.html' title='crazy life we live in'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111704967303897253</id><published>2005-05-26T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T03:36:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0328 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; it is!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know call me mad.. i dun care.. i have been in front of the computer for five hours.. editing my moronic blog. Now it looks fabulous! HEhe.. Anywayz.. I'm tired.. but happy. had a wonderful day outside and at home. Well I guess tat's short notice. i'll be updating the JUSTICE LEAGUE blog tmr if i have the time. Eh? Jya Ne.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oyasuminasai!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Good Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GoodBYe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Khad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111704967303897253?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111704967303897253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111704967303897253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111704967303897253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111704967303897253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111678556207521919</id><published>2005-05-23T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T02:12:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>his the one</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'll tell you why i'm happier alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm not single becos i chose to be..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not alone for no reason..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not perfectionist. i'm not materialistic(not exactly)&lt;br /&gt;but i am used to getting the best in everything..&lt;br /&gt;how can i let my boyfriend be an exception?&lt;br /&gt;you make my heart race even when ure not around&lt;br /&gt;i smile like a child in his mother's arms when i look at you.&lt;br /&gt;such tranquility, such insanity.. all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;how can it be?then again, how can it NOT be.. It's you. Of course it can be.&lt;br /&gt;everytime a good boy comes along, impresses me.&lt;br /&gt;then went i finally tot he was, im reminded of your existance.&lt;br /&gt;of the times u made me smile like i was in fairytale land.&lt;br /&gt;of the times u made millions of butterflies flutter like wild in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;of all those times u made me shy away from my screen..&lt;br /&gt;every single time i try, i will remember you.&lt;br /&gt;i will remember all those things.&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember tht there is a perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;he just isnt here.. yet. isnt here yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;KHad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO him who makes me smile whenever he signs in.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111678556207521919?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111678556207521919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111678556207521919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111678556207521919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111678556207521919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/05/his-one.html' title='his the one'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111638894840748670</id><published>2005-05-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T12:03:05.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helloooooooo.....fellow cats and purrs~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohisa Shi Bure Danne!! Been a long time! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yep first part of the attachments are over and holidays are here... anyway... good to be back.. just changed my mobile number.. new phone.. getting a new notebook. wahaha! finally.. my dreams have come true. thanks to mom... love ya. dad was the one who bought my phone.. looks like my barfdae gifts come in early this year. LOL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay that's all..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep in touch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missing Marc.. I'll see you online soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KHAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof. MBBS.PhD. Bitchiology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;University of Gotham City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111638894840748670?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111638894840748670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111638894840748670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111638894840748670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111638894840748670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/05/helloooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111275065095115857</id><published>2005-04-06T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T09:24:10.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the littlest things makes thme smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my parents, my late aunt, my grandparents. just show the lil child inside of you and they melt and they smile. it's good to grow and still remain a child to them. it signifies taht u respect them and know your place in their eyes. most kids out grow their parents, so did i physically but not mentally. i always let them take over somethings in my life and at the same time, telling them that i have grown, trust me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, yesterday blogger was down, but i wanted to tell you that i'm currently watching GOOD LUCK! on Channel U.. it's so cool. starring Takuya Kimura.. my long lost idol. havent seen him for a while and he appears just as vic disappears.. haha .. fantazy neva diesz... lol.. anyway.. im in school much doing my stuff and doing my e learning. that's all. i miss mark alot thou. havent heard from him for some time now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;prof. khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mbbs bitchiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111275065095115857?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111275065095115857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111275065095115857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111275065095115857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111275065095115857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/04/littlest-things-makes-thme-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-111223944718021410</id><published>2005-03-31T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:24:07.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the greatest battle ever isnt fought on a battlefield but within&lt;br /&gt;ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;whenever you think of battles, you think of the army and soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;whenever you think of battles yout hink of bloodspills and war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;whenever battle is mentioned you think of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;whenever you think of battle you think of a battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But let me tell you one thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;not all battles are fought on the battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;in every battlefield, there is a commander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;did you know that in every commander, there is a battlefield?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the greatest battle ever fought did not occur in Iraq or Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it goes on for years yes, but it lies in all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;everyday there is a battle going on inside ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;every minute our bidy is fighting an all out war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A battlefield goes on inside of me. A war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;controversy, contradictions and conflict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;there is no need for killing. no need for bloodshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;just your confidence and will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and when you attain victory here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;it is then that you can say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i have fought the greatest battle there can ever will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;.....and i won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof. Khad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS. PhD in Bitchiology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-111223944718021410?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/111223944718021410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=111223944718021410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111223944718021410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/111223944718021410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/03/greatest-battle-ever-isnt-fought-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110921364361966914</id><published>2005-02-24T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T10:54:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICA OVER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so happy together.. and hols are coming up before exams.. but i dont give a damn.. ICA is over olredy! we did olrite but yeah.. im glad it's over olredy.. so now in com lab of course listening to zaizai song of course and blogging in oltogether. in touch with justice league and happy all about it.. found some new cool picxs of him and sesshomaru.. im going home soon and im so happy about it im going to jump for joy right now.. im glad that it's all over!!! thank you team green. Malliga, Ila, Ain, Qin Fang, Miao Yi, Jason and Me of course.. today is SAM's birthday.. HAPPIE BARFDAE SAMANTHA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kat out..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110921364361966914?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110921364361966914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110921364361966914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110921364361966914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110921364361966914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/02/ica-over-waha-hahahahahaso-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110913111869623063</id><published>2005-02-23T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:58:38.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello moto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like the phrase hate the brand. but never mind. i didnt go and watch the darn movie that day cos something came up. but might be watching movie this friday with the gals and planning for a trekking session during the hols after the camp. stress relief exercise lah. wahaha. exams are coming up already. havent really start studying but will start soon. dont worry. kekez.. card finishing soon olredy. right now im in school. this week has been very hectic and tiring. im mostly sleeping at home nowadays. im that shacked! not shagged. lecture just now qas comical with shikin scarming along with dumb but comical jokes. i swear that woman drives me up the wall but she's nice. and crazy did i mention crazy? she's a lunatic. a cute lunatic thou. okay.. been really tired these days and i cant help but sleep. dad's going back to work tmr. and tmr i have ICA. i woke up late for school today wuld you believe it? for an 8 o'clock lecture, i woke up at 0715. sick or wat? imagine the rush. took the cab. dropped at school. didnt run. bumped into ain along the way. that's y i didnt run. cos i wasnt that late. other than that everythign else is peachy.. thanx for asking.. will update a poem i wrote a couple of days ago.. see ya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110913111869623063?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110913111869623063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110913111869623063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110913111869623063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110913111869623063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello-moto.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110896402621870610</id><published>2005-02-21T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T13:33:46.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hi baby..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahaha.. lovely weekend.. great monday morning, great day at school. now in the lab of course doing project stuff again. members are here too and well. Black Hawk Down yesterdae was so cool i cried at some parts. but it's ok. haha. dad is at home. he sprained his ankle on friday on saturday i brought him to TTSh. Cute doctor Daniel tan.. hehehe.. anyways.. he rested at home for the weekend and coming till wednesday. going to see finding neverland today after school if everything goes well..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see ya then.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110896402621870610?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110896402621870610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110896402621870610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110896402621870610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110896402621870610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110775326524268636</id><published>2005-02-07T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T13:14:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye nanyang polytechnic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello people.. here in com lab with my "bestest pals".. miss nanyang.. wahaha.. somehow i think that.. urgh nevermind. we're doing our project right now and doing compilation.. im with ain and gang.. never mind that.. so darn bored.. a day to go to CNY..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110775326524268636?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110775326524268636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110775326524268636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110775326524268636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110775326524268636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/02/goodbye-nanyang-polytechnic-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110714609896003566</id><published>2005-01-31T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T12:34:58.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hectic weekend. nick's in CGH with dengue fever. im in school with GP III. supposed to be a rehearsal but dumb jason aint here. so postpone. we have tutuorial after this. ICA this wednesday. wahaha.. nana gave me bangs on my forehead. yep she cut my fringe. i look like a DOLL!! heavens sake. so not me. i think ms kamala is going to kill me if i end up in the same attachment with her again and she sees it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways..we were posing for a "photo shoot" yesterday in my room.. steamy pics and funny poses.. from nana. not me.. haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok thats for it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prof khad out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS PhD Khadiology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110714609896003566?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110714609896003566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110714609896003566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110714609896003566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110714609896003566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/01/goodbye-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110680147974911500</id><published>2005-01-27T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:51:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Heelloo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in school. done with CBT bandaging. viewing zai zai pics and jasmine is beside me right now and so is pei fen, sally, malliga &amp; jason. the other 3 stooges are having lunch. i had  mine already earlier so im not hungry. listening to the cd right now too and so bore so i tot or blogging in. jas's new obsession is with this fella called SKY.. Oops.. She's into Kenny Kwan. quite cute actually.. SHE's SKY high. hahaha...  anyway.. school is so tiring.. i dont even have energy to fold my clothes at home. there's a pile. i dont know when to finish it actually.. i invited ila to my house on saturday for the project.. she's agreeable.. so tht's set then.. friday meeting kumar to go down to school.. YUYING here comes MISSY KHAD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Prof. Kha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;MBBS. KHADIOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110680147974911500?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110680147974911500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110680147974911500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110680147974911500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110680147974911500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/01/heelloo.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110610302315460972</id><published>2005-01-19T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:50:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes late at night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes late at night.. i lie awake..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreams are all so fake and confusing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that's not the point here. i'm in school right now and NYP is having an open house today and tmr...cool? it's alright. school is flocked with kids from secondary schools today.. they are a mess man.. never seen such horror..hahaha.. sorrie kids.. Xue Jie here doesnt like massive invasion. what more a multiple invasion from small earthlings.. hahaha.. ok never mind.. will soon get to meet you guys and hope u guys are nice pple. ok that's all..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prof.Khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBBS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110610302315460972?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110610302315460972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110610302315460972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110610302315460972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110610302315460972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/01/sometimes-late-at-night.html' title='Sometimes late at night..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110532575890890385</id><published>2005-01-10T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T10:56:40.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello! Hello! Hello!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally updated my blog and im super happy about it. new songs.. new background.. new me. sesshomaru seems so me. becos i have been down so long. finally things are looking up and im bright about it. evanescence rocks and althou there's no more inuyasha, i'll buy the VCD instead. darn helsing. stupid anime compared to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INUYASHA&lt;/span&gt;. but never mind. im all smiles i dunno why.. maybe becos of mark. thanks baby. my friends are all around me. sun is shining brightly over my head im glowing!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muacks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110532575890890385?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110532575890890385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110532575890890385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110532575890890385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110532575890890385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-hello-hello-finally-updated-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110489598457987807</id><published>2005-01-05T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T11:42:34.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Started!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything is going haywire! school has started and i am so stressed up olredy and it's only the first week of the semester. the timetable is so hectic on top of everything else, so much has changed. that much. home life has been going great and so has friendship but errr... something is not right somewhere and i dont know what to do about it. i dont even know where the problem lies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's this thing with the tsunami disaster. it shows there is still love and care in the world. i m ambivalent about this disaster. im partly happy because on one hand, it eliminates the world's attention on war and focuses on helping the people affected by the disaster, which is SOOOO much better isnt it? on the other hand, it destroys home, families and happiness of all the victims. recovering from the trauma would be a hefty task.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then again.. im in school! i olredy bought the DARN MARS vcd. costed me a &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;F***ing $50.00&lt;/span&gt; sia. but i liked the show and i watch it everyday.almost. im still watching inuyasha.. loving it always..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so im quite happy right now. for the moment. dont know how long it will last but i'll enjoy every minute of it so long as it's still around&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;signing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lurvin..Mr Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;DaXiaoJie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110489598457987807?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110489598457987807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110489598457987807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110489598457987807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110489598457987807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-started.html' title='School Started!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110378422063833476</id><published>2004-12-23T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T14:43:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaXiaoJie Goes Anime Craze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wassup big A!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i am so into anime right now. especially INUYASHA. the cartoon is so hip and funk man.. you should watch it yourself. ARTS CENTRAL: 2330. I know it's a lil late for children so not for me. YEAH! The anime series rocks like hell. aLL in favour say ANIME! haha. i own a VCD series but it's not complete yet. cos im still looking for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"MARS"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the VCD series starring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ZaiZai &amp; Da S&lt;/span&gt; of Meteor Garden. Anyone with info on where i can get them.. pls pls pls email me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:khadradcliffe@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khadradcliffe@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;subject: MARS FOR KHAD. like that. other than that life has me smiling always these days and i'm loving it. back to school soon and im fanatical about it. wahaha. anyways.. remember if anyone reads this and knows where i can get MARS the VCD not CHOCOLATE.. email me. i'm searching always. i guess im smiling becos of mark. nice guy. perfect qualities. he's a god. a goofy one thou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Loving Inuyasha &amp; Kagome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ZaiZai &amp;amp; Da S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh yeah.. and mark too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;khad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110378422063833476?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110378422063833476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110378422063833476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110378422063833476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110378422063833476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/12/daxiaojie-goes-anime-craze.html' title='DaXiaoJie Goes Anime Craze!'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110325430852271780</id><published>2004-12-17T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T11:31:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hello world. guess who's back&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sorrie for not blogging in for a long time. things have been super crazy for me right now and i dont have any explanation for it. well mark has been in contact. which is the only great thing in my life right now. everything else is peachy. friends are olright. family is going haywire and i am going nuts. maybe i am nuts. hahaha. i miss mark like crazy. mark if u are reading.. hi baby! missed ya voice and well.. i missed you. [muacks]. hello dublin! happy christmas to you. jingle into a blessed 2005 mark. be happy always.  any way back to singapore, the weather is a havoc here, one minute rainy..the other sunny..just like my moods. i got my mobile back. my computer's crashed! damn thing olways screws up whenever i needed it the most. im at school now. with ain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ET&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;CATWOMAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;visits NYP for A Festive Greeting. okay..im into INUYASHA these days. it's a cartoon. japanese anime. it's cool granny has yet to coem back from holiday. i miss her alot.. i have no one to disturb when she's no around. love her...miss her.. i went shopping with my parents this week and i m so dead beat..so is my wallet.. it's $0.00 in  my wallet right now. talk about broke. well..monay is not the problem right now.. nothing is. so im quite happy..im stress free.. i miss mark...miss mark and oh yah i olmost forgot...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I MISS MARK A KELLY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prof. Khad. MBBS. PhD In Bitchiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE'S BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;University Of Gotham Cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110325430852271780?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110325430852271780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110325430852271780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110325430852271780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110325430852271780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/12/hello-world.html' title='hello world'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-110002099924490042</id><published>2004-11-10T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T01:23:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no idea what i'm living for!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u see sometimes i think and i wonder about what the hell im doing on earth. i cry for no reason sometimes. i know it's stupid. well maybe im stupid. i dunno. at times im happy and the next moment im burying my head in my hands and weeping my eyes out. perhaps im going crazy. or maybe im olredy crazy. *sighz* i cant seem to keep track of anything right now and i know i am happier on my own but it's just that i'm not used to be on my own. what happened to the old me? what happened to good ol' bitchy khad? im a damn good actress and this is my play. everyone else is my puppet. if everything was alright, i'd be happy. then again, i dont know what im not happy about in the first place. serious? tell me about it. i jus wanna sit down and just talk to myself but im not able to do that you know why? becos everybody thinks khad/kat is happy. thinks that kat/khad doesnt care. that im strong and that i can do it on my own. well YOU ARE SO DEAD WRONG! im the weakest person you can ever meet. it's just an act this bravery. inside actually im very weak. VERY WEAK. i cry alot. im miserable. but i dont want anyone to know. if u think you know me...YOU ARE SO WRONG. SO WRONG. there isnt a person on this face of the earth that i have been honest to about how i feel and what i'm thinking of. NO ONE. Not as long as you are human or breathing or alive. NOPE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-110002099924490042?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/110002099924490042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=110002099924490042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110002099924490042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/110002099924490042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;Weaker Everyday&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109980910669714585</id><published>2004-11-07T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T14:39:32.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Life's confusion led &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to killed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;KATHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathy died for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;kit’s birth was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;the two never could co-exist.&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, Kat killed Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;the story goes like so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone loved Kathy because she loves everyone.&lt;br /&gt;she falls in love, she falls out of love.&lt;br /&gt;she gets hurt, she cries then she loves again.&lt;br /&gt;she loved all her friends and always wanted them to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy became a toy to all her friends.&lt;br /&gt;she listened to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;got into trouble for them and she still loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat’s birth was a mistake in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;one that never should have taken place.&lt;br /&gt;a deceit. a lie. a despicable lie.&lt;br /&gt;but this mistake had a purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;she hated all that had to do with love.&lt;br /&gt;Kat perceived love to a weakening factor.&lt;br /&gt;something which takes away someone's will.&lt;br /&gt;love deprives one the strength and determination.&lt;br /&gt;that was what Kat perceived love to be.&lt;br /&gt;that was why Kat hated Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat thought Kathy was weak. she did.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy was always crying about love.&lt;br /&gt;worrying about love. being happy about love.&lt;br /&gt;happy about something that was going to make her cry.&lt;br /&gt;Kat thought Kathy was stupid. she did.&lt;br /&gt;falling in and out of love. day in day out.&lt;br /&gt;always in search of something that will break her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fine day, Kathy fell in love. deeply in love.&lt;br /&gt;she was happy for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Kat thought she'd give up the chase and let Kathy settle down.&lt;br /&gt;so Kat left. feeling some what dissatisfied. she doesn’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;Kat left miserable. because she has lost her direction. she did.&lt;br /&gt;now that Kathy was settled, Kat gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fine day Kathy jus had to fall. she did.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy fell out of love. seriously broken.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy cried and broke. she did.&lt;br /&gt;she was so weak she could hardly stand.&lt;br /&gt;she cried so much she could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;she was so tired she could hardly sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat didn’t leave Kathy to settle only to see her get hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;Kat got angry. she got very angry.&lt;br /&gt;why did Kathy have to have a heartbreak?&lt;br /&gt;it made life difficult for herself. it did.&lt;br /&gt;Kat couldn’t stand weaklings so she despise Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;so much that it caused a rage within her.&lt;br /&gt;so much that it burns her black when she sees Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;so much anger did she have for Kathy. she did.&lt;br /&gt;storm brew within Kat. a war broke out too.&lt;br /&gt;she got so confused she was infuriated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat was infuriated beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;glasses smashed with burning rage.&lt;br /&gt;arson bleached and engulfed Kat’s mind.&lt;br /&gt;she cannot distinguish right from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat fled to a wilted Kathy. she did.&lt;br /&gt;not a moment to lose. Kathy was dead in a matter of seconds.&lt;br /&gt;she lay in a pool of blood. Kathy did.&lt;br /&gt;Kat’s hand was stained with Kathy’s blood.&lt;br /&gt;all over. Kat sat down pondering and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;it was all over. Kathy was dead. no more tears.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. an evil crackle rang in Kat’s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in control. Kathy is dead. she died for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;a reason only she and Kat knew.&lt;br /&gt;a secret which only the two of them knew.&lt;br /&gt;a shared past now that Kathy is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that Kathy is dead, Kat will be Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;Kat is Kat, but she will take Kathy’s place.&lt;br /&gt;Kat will take Kathy’s place with her own twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy died for a reason which only Kat knows,&lt;br /&gt;Kat’s birth was a mistake which only Kathy understands.&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Prof.Khad.MBBS.PhD.&lt;br /&gt;University of PsychoSadisticism.&lt;br /&gt;Gorham City&lt;br /&gt;Copyright of Cat-Puter TM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109980910669714585?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109932198916287750</id><published>2004-11-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T23:13:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/2211/640/Prof.Kat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/268/2211/320/Prof.Kat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.Kat with dumb diarrhoea.ICA-HS1027. a job well-done for my group.cheers guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Prof.DaXiaoJie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109932198916287750?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109932198916287750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109932198916287750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109932198916287750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109932198916287750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/11/prof.html' title=''/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109919294604538920</id><published>2004-10-31T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T11:22:26.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you left, again and there is absolutely nothing i can can do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but to stare at night skies and wonder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonder is this is the end for us. the end of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day by day we drift further apart.far apart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you keep running off, i keep running after.after you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's cold , painful and lonely without you.very cold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like all life has been taken away.there is no point.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why cant we be like before?loving and loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have you found another?or are you tired of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this time i wont cry.my resilience will take me thru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll run thru sonatra like i did.like i did before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sonatra cannot stop me from living.neither can you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kathy died for a reason. kat's birth was a mistake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nevertheless i dont regret.not in my vocabulary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll overcome everything that stands between us.everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even anyone, even sonatra, even time. even you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time has taken sonatra into it's clutches.tightly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sonatra embraces me.i try running away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trapped in a world, not mine but none.different world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything is blank.everything is spinning so fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lost.lost control of myself, lost control of you.lost you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are spinning away from me.drifting away like before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like always.i'll run in circles after you.i always do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life wasnt a symbol of light until you came.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you shone like a star and twinkled like a diamond.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i losy that star, gone is that diamond.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lost all, lost you, lost again, lost in sonatra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff99;"&gt;"sonatra creeps thru like a fog.engulfing me in my own fears, drowning me in my own tears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109919294604538920?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109919294604538920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109919294604538920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again...but guess what? I just formatted my stupid computer! it was running to slow with jams here and there.. i had to do it..it's ok now but my PICTURES are GONE!! gone with the wind.. was studying 1033 jus now.. more to cover then i tot.. i havent even started on 1027.. but i will..lol.. ok see ya soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109868540446619320?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109868540446619320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109868540446619320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109868540446619320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109868540446619320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/10/exams-computers.html' title='exams &amp; computers'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109817462372964806</id><published>2004-10-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:30:23.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid tuesday is here. im in the computer lab with stupid jason on my left. lessons are over and im going home soon. tot i'd drop by and fill in my blog. so here it goes. we had sociology 1st then clinical lab session.. damn..i owe a stupid person a treat at swenson.. well anyway.. he deserved it. anyway..im like super disgusted. dun ask me who.. u should know.. im not going to say..i dont want to get in to trouble right now...ok? anyway.. i changed my blog templates and song..YEah!! Finally..been trying to upload the bloody song since forever..! Thank god! anyway.. fasting for almost a week now.. so far so good. if it wasnt been for that stupid person...i would have a perfect fast...WITHOUT VULGARITIES!!!! really...some pple are just URGH i dunno wad!! hey hey hey i heard this frm dr param.. he said.. pple who fast..live longer life!! thank god.. i knew VIRGINS dun die early!! hehehe! Justice league is officially up..haha..i know it sounds stupid but we do have a couple of stupid pple in it..so it makes sense..anyway.. i gtg kill pple now..so..Tata..&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109817462372964806?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109817462372964806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109817462372964806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109817462372964806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109817462372964806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;Typical Tuesday&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109721897567111524</id><published>2004-10-08T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T10:43:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridayz..Like Never Before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This has got to be the worst friday i have ever experienced. First of all. i beagn my day with sociology presentation. lessons end at 1900 today, the lessons are all boring, i m sleepy, i wanna go home...does it look good or what?NOT!! Urgh! it's disgusting. i have never hated friday like this before! it's horrid! it's despicable!!! ITS DETESTABLE~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is no way this day could get any worse could it? well well well...school is damn boring. thank god there's food and friends[most of them]. the presentation went well..fido wasnt ard..diarrhoea...lol maybe ila pinched a lil too hard...he started to auscaltate everything out thru his ass.. anyway..get well soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" The enemy of my enemy is my friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109696565377914522</id><published>2004-10-05T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T15:50:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight Sonatra Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;an empty space, an empty mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you get scared, terrified u panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;fear embraces you, choking you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;defensive, you run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you keep running, as fast as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;scared you run, as fast as your legs could carry you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you cry you run into an empty space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;with absolutely nowhere to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;with no idea what you are running from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;into an empty space you wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;everywhere bland and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything is dead, everything except you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but then u realize, that you are the only thing there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont even know where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;why you ended up where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;how you even got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;then you remember it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the same sorrow, misery and foreboding torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;enveloping you once agin, tightenning your mind and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the heart cramps, wrenched into a wadded paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you stand still, you freeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you stood still whilst the world spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the world spinning madly against you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;what did u ever do wrong? what have u done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;u are so confused, dazed and dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the world was spinning wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;faster than you could ever imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;faster than anything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;everyinch of you was tearing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;death seems such a delightful option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you start running, faster than ever before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you faster into the bland white space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no shadows, no reflection, no water, no food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;jus white, white, white light and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you cry tears flowing without a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;without sorrows, without misery of any known, you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont understand anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;what am i running from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;where am i running to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;whay am i running away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;how much longer can i run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;unanswered and stil running. from nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;bland white, you sweat in panic, your body weakens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you run still not knowing how much longer can you last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;cry, run, for your survival. but against what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you cry for help, but there's none but you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you scream, lungs at the verge of explosion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you scream, in silence. heard by none. bcos there is none. not even you shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the pain was horrid but you still kept going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pain was excruciating. never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you remember your mistakes, the pain you've caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the pple u've hurt and used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the hearts you have broken, the people you have wronged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;greater pain as you recall. be it if u die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you hoped they'd forgive you. you understand their cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;their fears, misery, torture, misfortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you wished you could have helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;sonatra in the moonlight, you wished no one else would have to go thru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the pain you are feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;never. because it is too cruel for any man to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;everything dims, you awake, scared.Never.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109696565377914522?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109696565377914522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109696565377914522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109696565377914522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109696565377914522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/10/moonlight-sonatra-speaks.html' title='Moonlight Sonatra Speaks'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109626896975867462</id><published>2004-09-27T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T15:13:34.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..:::Today in Life Of Khadiology:::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really dun have anything to wory about now. Now that I know you are happy, I won't interfere. I won't come in your way. I won't hang around. It's not possible, it never was. I wonder why I even bothered in the first place.. Don't worry, I won't cry, because I don't have any tears left to spare. I won't fear because I'm so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You leave, that's fine with me. but don't ever come back. Don't you dare! Don't, because I don't want to hate you, I don't. Just leave quietly and make your presence unknown. I'll forgo everything that we shared, everything that we had. Don't ask me why and don't ask me how come. It's just the way it is ok? Just the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You don't do the asking of questions here because I have no answers for them. You don't ask me why I did it because you don't have the right to, not anymore. Never you mind how I will carry on. Never you mind if or not I will be ok. Never you mind all that. Never you mind. If I have to break myself, to find the peace to carry on, I will, I can handle it. I don't need you to be my strength, not anymore. Not anymore! You hear me?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You don't have to stay arount to make sure that I'm alright. You don't have to. I didn't lose anything. Because I cannot lose something that isn't mine in the first place. It's funny how I really feel..neither sad nor angry. Not even disappointed. How come? I was looking forward to be happy, I never was until now. Until now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It isn't worth wondering who will win now, because I already have, I always do. This, I have told you before. I Won. I'm not just comforting myself. I never had to. Never had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Leave From My Sight. Go Away. Leave me..and NEVER come back."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Because I Don't Wish To Hate You, I Don't..So Just Go..Just Go"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;..::[Khad]::..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Prof Khad.MBBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PhD In Bitchiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;University Of Gotham City&lt;/span&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/7666976-109626896975867462?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109626896975867462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109626896975867462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109626896975867462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109626896975867462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-in-life-of-khadiology.html' title='..:::Today in Life Of Khadiology:::..'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109348426213185273</id><published>2004-08-26T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T09:37:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Morning Blast::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Smilez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sun is shining at last. Light has entered my life finally. Make me smile and brightened my day..so much happiness i am scared. Could the greatest sorrows be nearby? Do I deserve this happiness that i am feeling?but i never want to be sad again...Someone help. but even when i am expressing these worries, i am smiling..bcos i am happy..So much light has shone that i think can never frown again. never be broken again...but thats not possible is it? I'll always break, im im lucky, into two.. anywaysz...I'll just enjoy this moment, bcos For A Moment Like This, I've Gone thru Pain and Horror. TataZ~&lt;/span&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/7666976-109348426213185273?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109348426213185273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109348426213185273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109348426213185273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109348426213185273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/08/morning-blast.html' title='::Morning Blast::'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109334124995165556</id><published>2004-08-24T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T17:55:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::Happily::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I am so damned happy today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I passed my clinical assessment: "Thanks Ms Kamala Devi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I have this really nice necklace and hu it was from? Malia! Thanx Gurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I have cut classes[no tutorial today]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I have no school tmr cos i've done my assessment today..Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm going to the BBQ next tuesday..Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A hatrick. Scored THREE in ONE day. Anyway, school was so fun today.I just found out that someone was gone yesterday. My concolensces..Ok! Listen up you people. Those Who Hate ME.. Loathe Me, Despise ME..Ive only got one thing to say to you about that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Kill Me?HELL...I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU GIVE IT YOUR BEST SHOT!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love &amp;amp; Loved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Khad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109334124995165556?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109334124995165556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109334124995165556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109334124995165556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109334124995165556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/08/happily.html' title='::Happily::'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666976.post-109324350958045045</id><published>2004-08-23T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T14:46:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:::Khadiology Speaks Out The Truth:::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadity has gone by me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaving me with nothing but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lust, pain &amp;amp; misery..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;.::Bitchiology::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Only thing that is stopping me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from killing me, is YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your death will mean mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every second longer you live is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me walking on a Bed Of Nettles,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each step more painful than the last..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.:::Khadiology::.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;[My Immortal Is Going Under]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666976-109324350958045045?l=kmissy87.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/feeds/109324350958045045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7666976&amp;postID=109324350958045045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109324350958045045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666976/posts/default/109324350958045045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmissy87.blogspot.com/2004/08/khadiology-speaks-out-truth.html' title='.:::Khadiology Speaks Out The Truth:::.'/><author><name>Missy Khad In Town</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17054141627662403079</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/_nJpc62hwrvQ/SMkTaxRplAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/i5Mxn3syoaM/S220/24082008075.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
