<?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-4317399511000565575</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:48:03.741+08:00</updated><category term='loner shit siaaaaaaa'/><category term='babygs.'/><category term='yeay.'/><category term='dah 16th seh'/><category term='SAYANG SAYANG'/><category term='blogshop aku sungguh lame nak mati'/><category term='hari gerek.'/><category term='opened.'/><category term='come back'/><category term='misses your presence'/><category term='yadayada'/><category term='in need of cash.'/><category term='baek pe'/><category term='tired ready ah'/><category term='loooooooooookinggggggggggggggg'/><category term='ya right'/><category term='Thanks for fun and all'/><category term='tu lah sape suruh pakai heels'/><category term='so long suckaaaas'/><category term='wonderful memories. (:'/><category term='blogger bodo nak mampos macam orang yang create jugak'/><category term='i want some more.'/><category term='baekkk'/><category term='blast or not ?'/><category term='BAEK AH'/><category term='every 6th'/><category term='at least update pe'/><category term='should i should i not ?'/><category term='we drifted a little and you should know i hate it eventhouugh its just a lil bit.'/><category term='ouch. it hurts.'/><category term='greattt dayyyyyyyyyyy ahhhhh'/><category term='whatever'/><category term='first day of school.'/><category term='great day again'/><category term='thats all lah.'/><category term='love is blind... 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[:'/><category term='cepat call babi nyeh budak'/><category term='i love you'/><category term='i want new picture of myself but very lazy'/><category term='boleh mampus'/><category term='blast and low life person seeking for attention while im away.'/><category term='SEXCITED RABAK'/><category term='but wheres baby now?'/><category term='swim sampai badan pun saket'/><category term='hurt.'/><category term='random only what'/><category term='life'/><category term='chinggay'/><category term='i&apos;ll shower you with my prayers everyday'/><category term='don&apos;t worry .'/><category term='kerja lagik kerja lagik'/><category term='911 please tolong decide kan'/><category term='skola lagik'/><category term='you no one else'/><category term='whatever lah'/><category term='at last can ah eh'/><category term='selamat hari raye'/><category term='im working tomorrow. check my mini shop out.'/><category term='Mr F and ME'/><category term='life struggle.'/><category term='ade hal lagi ?'/><category term='mendak gile'/><category term='PASSERBY'/><category term='post lagik'/><category term='today is superb.'/><category term='PENAT GILE IS THE WORD'/><category term='i know she&apos;ll be there'/><category term='baby i love you'/><category term='paranoid.'/><title type='text'>Diana Atiqah  ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>837</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1502660738748228634</id><published>2012-01-18T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:49:13.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sn4vrkes610/TxZOs4DLEsI/AAAAAAAAG68/cAeaWE5IAIA/s1600/406609_10150506212624130_789454129_9161519_1654172596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698828245480295522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb5oKQQ_JX0/TxZOGHfQzGI/AAAAAAAAG5c/ob4yx2YjpvU/s400/374764_10150506198389130_789454129_9161438_35394989_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and wait, do you guys know that im no blonde? heheheh! da tukar da!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1502660738748228634?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1502660738748228634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1502660738748228634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1502660738748228634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1502660738748228634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sn4vrkes610/TxZOs4DLEsI/AAAAAAAAG68/cAeaWE5IAIA/s72-c/406609_10150506212624130_789454129_9161519_1654172596_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1933535149858060671</id><published>2012-01-18T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:41:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3CaKFqzbLg/TxZLqfU_qQI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/uiJsIt4OkCk/s1600/IMG_7592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698825571820087554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3CaKFqzbLg/TxZLqfU_qQI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/uiJsIt4OkCk/s400/IMG_7592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay im back. okay seriously i've tried doing a vlog but i seriously fail, my gawd. Will just try again, soon lah. Oh ya, thank you so much to those that still read my blog, really and especially to those that had helped me by clicking on my nuffnang, it boost up to like a dollar and im so happy! Thank you really, oh yes, baby and i visited USS with aji and his date, anna the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a second time for me, since the first i went was with tom. So this time i head there with my baby, and this time i was seriously looking forward for the transformers ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah, the pictures above are pictures on our trip to uss. So yeah, baby is planning on a picnic triple date with the bestfriends. And some photoshoot here and there. Very sexciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now this time around, baby is gonna do all the planning. hehehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, so for today basically since it had been so long since i've party, so baby and i decided to head down for ladies night at zirca! yay. Since he wont let me off to double o with my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So me, my girls, baby and de guyfriends, all together we'll head down to zirca ladies night and have fun! So im seriously hoping to not bump into people i know when eventually i will -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oknevermind that, nothing new i dont know what to wear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, i need ideas on what to talk about if i were to do a vlog lah! i seriously dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im blogging now cause i have spare time lah, if dont have then how? hahaha, so yeah thank you again to those that had helped, do keep on clicking yay than got motivation to update, yay i still got readers. chey bah. k im off now, will update pictures now! muah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1933535149858060671?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1933535149858060671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1933535149858060671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1933535149858060671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1933535149858060671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3CaKFqzbLg/TxZLqfU_qQI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/uiJsIt4OkCk/s72-c/IMG_7592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2510161765000921027</id><published>2012-01-11T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:18:51.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVBotSMVD4/Tw0nxRtdmVI/AAAAAAAAG4E/hEB228aYkbg/s1600/DSCF4737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696252831214704978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVBotSMVD4/Tw0nxRtdmVI/AAAAAAAAG4E/hEB228aYkbg/s400/DSCF4737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiiiiii back again, im sorry again and again for neglecting this site cause im seriously caught up with life for the time being, spending my endless time with ze babybf, family and friends and pampering myself with lotsa stuff. Days were splendid, just like the olden days. I dont know whether there's still readers reading this site or not cause i just think this blog is dead since ive stopped blogging regularly and its like i've receive like NO formspring questions anymore and my earnings in nuffnang have really really stopped movin so thats one of the particular reason why i've stopped blogging cause there's no one reading it anymore. But partly its my fault for neglecting lah, but nevermind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im seriously thinking of doing a vlog since ive got no time to blog and rant every single thing i've done in my everyday life. But ya, will try cause i just hate doing vlog cause seriously i just sounds so funny and manly in videos and i hate myself for that. And i dont knw why im ranting things here now and its draggy already. So yeah, will try my best to get a vlog done at least once a week to just keep you guys updated but i really wanna know what topic to rant about, cause back then i used to get topics to do like 'what kinda makeup do i use' 'how do i do my makeup' ' a singing video' 'what is my bf like' 'where do i usually shop and go with my bf' and things like that so i just hope you guys are still reading and staying tune on my blog for more updates. And yeah, if i still do have any avid reader or whoever, just let me know by formspring. im still there! Questions, topics and whatever, in formspring. im looking forward to them and ya, thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And dont forget to continue clicking on my nuffnang okieszxz hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love you my readersz xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-2510161765000921027?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2510161765000921027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2510161765000921027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2510161765000921027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2510161765000921027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2012/01/hiiiiii-back-again-im-sorry-again-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMVBotSMVD4/Tw0nxRtdmVI/AAAAAAAAG4E/hEB228aYkbg/s72-c/DSCF4737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2392523888293449196</id><published>2012-01-07T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:16:18.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW5m_ivpvVE/Twfw4axwLBI/AAAAAAAAG34/CY_vRsKnVAg/s1600/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694785105884621842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW5m_ivpvVE/Twfw4axwLBI/AAAAAAAAG34/CY_vRsKnVAg/s400/IMG_0432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the gift that Allah had sent to me right from above, my babyboyfriend harizfitri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you back then, afterwhich now and always.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-2392523888293449196?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2392523888293449196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2392523888293449196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2392523888293449196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2392523888293449196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2012/01/gift-that-allah-had-sent-to-me-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW5m_ivpvVE/Twfw4axwLBI/AAAAAAAAG34/CY_vRsKnVAg/s72-c/IMG_0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4210058116838379305</id><published>2011-11-27T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:04:28.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAgtpfqvTnw/TtHuXho-l2I/AAAAAAAAG3s/yQgHCqBKFJw/s1600/IMG_1287.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAgtpfqvTnw/TtHuXho-l2I/AAAAAAAAG3s/yQgHCqBKFJw/s400/IMG_1287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679582693025552226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 11px; background-color: rgb(254, 254, 254); text-align: center; "&gt;I’m not a complicated girlfriend. I don’t expect you to text me 24/7. I don’t expect you to call me everyday. I don’t expect you to put me in front of your boys. I don’t expect you to ditch all your girl best friends for me. I don’t expect you to surprise me with roses. I don’t expect you to buy me the world on my birthday. I don’t expect you to always agree with what I say. I don’t expect you to pay for everything. I don’t expect you to go out of your way and buy all the things that I mention I wanted. I don’t expect you to put me over your family. I don’t expect you to brag about me to all your friends.I don’t expect you to believe I’m the best girlfriend in the whole world. I don’t expect you to stop checking out other girls. I don’t expect you to never mention a hot girl in front of me. I don’t expect you to already know what I want. I don’t expect you to never be mad at me. I just expect you to be trustworthy, to trust me, to never take me for granted like I won’t take you for granted, to always be real with me, to keep equality between us, and to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 11px; background-color: rgb(254, 254, 254); text-align: center; "&gt;I’m scared I won’t add up to your expectations. I’m not perfect, I’m not gorgeous, I don’t have the prettiest smile or the most banging body. I’m not going to be cute every second of the day &amp;amp; I’m not always going to look my greatest. I’m not always going to know the right thing to say &amp;amp; the right time to say it. I am very emotional &amp;amp; I do have pretty bad moodswings. I usually over react over dumb little things &amp;amp; cry over nothing. I’m afraid I won’t add up to your ex girlfriend, but I am willing to try my hardest. I get jealous but that only proves that I care enough not to lose you. I make assumptions &amp;amp; I will argue until I get my point across. I’m impatient, insecure &amp;amp; at times, selfish - but I’m trusting you with something that I know you can break. I’m going to trust you with everything I’ve got &amp;amp; put my heart out for everyone to see. I’m going to accept you for the person you are &amp;amp; love you for the person you help me to be. so if you choose to love me, then love me for me - for who I am, for what I hope to become, for the drama that you’re going to have to go through &amp;amp; for the flaws I come with.&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/4317399511000565575-4210058116838379305?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4210058116838379305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4210058116838379305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4210058116838379305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4210058116838379305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-not-complicated-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAgtpfqvTnw/TtHuXho-l2I/AAAAAAAAG3s/yQgHCqBKFJw/s72-c/IMG_1287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4940520671244970187</id><published>2011-11-26T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T16:33:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XfEOGgOTfU/TtCjmS0g07I/AAAAAAAAG3g/4G0nX2kPaKU/s1600/19636_251904088755_703263755_3189791_6506636_n.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: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XfEOGgOTfU/TtCjmS0g07I/AAAAAAAAG3g/4G0nX2kPaKU/s400/19636_251904088755_703263755_3189791_6506636_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679219008396645298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So people remember him? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It had always been him, always. The guy i keep running back to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were never apart despite everything that had happened, we keep coming to each other be it just being friends, bestfriends or more than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that his heart is not for me maybe, just wished that one day you knew how hard it was to go through life without you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it has been 4years or so but we're still together be it whatever status we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hariz Fitri &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;you're my sexy and you know it, and since you know it already right, you should know also i miss you, so pls come home soon love you too&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/4317399511000565575-4940520671244970187?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4940520671244970187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4940520671244970187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4940520671244970187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4940520671244970187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-people-remember-him-it-had-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XfEOGgOTfU/TtCjmS0g07I/AAAAAAAAG3g/4G0nX2kPaKU/s72-c/19636_251904088755_703263755_3189791_6506636_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7739243704872399499</id><published>2011-11-26T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T16:18:44.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cCIwUZ-rC8/TtCffKFNneI/AAAAAAAAG3U/Uspkte5bI_Q/s1600/IMG_0300.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cCIwUZ-rC8/TtCffKFNneI/AAAAAAAAG3U/Uspkte5bI_Q/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679214487745175010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hi how are you all doing? chey staring dah irrits hahaha whatever it is, my friday night was spent at home, plan kinda fxcked myself up like big time and it was one hell of a tiring day indeed. So forget about it, so today am heading town to meet the girls, hopefully since yesterday my plan got fxcked up due to some reasons so yeah, i always have issues in aku tak tau nak pakai ape nari and sometimes ended to slacky and then sometimes ending up overdressing for a saturday night. I can never be right urgh, sometimes when i think i look fine, there's just something wrong with the makeup, i dont know what happen, ok maybe the face yanna. face it whatever eh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but seriously i dont know what to wear cause i have issues with my footwear, i can never ever buy and get the right one that i can pair up with any outfit, fml ah gini benci forever eh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok bye needa get ready already muah xoxo see you guys at town then much kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and kenape lah KAU SORANG  je dalam hidup aku besides bapak aku yang aku dengar kate? orang lain sume aku dah tak kisah, tak pernah dengar cakap, kau lah sorang dari dulu sampai sekarang. come home soon honeypie, me mish chu already love you too now and always lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chey aku sweet omg bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&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/4317399511000565575-7739243704872399499?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7739243704872399499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7739243704872399499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7739243704872399499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7739243704872399499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/hi-how-are-you-all-doing-chey-staring.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cCIwUZ-rC8/TtCffKFNneI/AAAAAAAAG3U/Uspkte5bI_Q/s72-c/IMG_0300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-425723284835159904</id><published>2011-11-25T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T05:05:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khyi6vOnYZI/Ts6nwHmz8ZI/AAAAAAAAG28/i7k7xnxfmMo/s1600/IMG_0294.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khyi6vOnYZI/Ts6nwHmz8ZI/AAAAAAAAG28/i7k7xnxfmMo/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678660625278169490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hiiiiiiiiiiiiii hoooooo back back and this timing again -.- nothing new random update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just gotta keep on updating. thank god the mood of updating had been here throughout the days past, so yeah this is just a quick update basically to just update before this blog will get dusty AGAIN k maybe NOT. hehehehehe so ive been rotting my ass off these days, at home. Not been partying for quite long yay me but will be partying this saturday since its zirca's 3rd anni yay again. So TGIF and im hoping for a great day throughout since first, will be meeting someone first, made my day already so then will be heading off to town since my girls will be there for sarah's birthday meetup thing so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh ya had not been dressing up lately and i dont know why the fxck i don't when i think i should but sometimes i just don't find it a need too? But i guess i will for both of my weekends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just feel like its been so long since i've not like really dressup so i will. hahahah and i realise that this post is getting to idk what post to whining post already, and if you people are still reading, i really thank god cause i seriously don't know what im ranting about, and guess what im seriously typing without even looking at the kaypad or keyboard whatever it is? chey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mind me for any typos cause im really lazy to read it through cause i seriously needa get some sleep cause i needa wake up early like 10am? urgh shit. nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, i like no readers ready. benci ah gini. cheyyyyyyyyy nuffnang nuffnang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehhee xoxo nights proper update soonszxzxzx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss you v love you lots come home soon *flying kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-425723284835159904?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/425723284835159904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=425723284835159904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/425723284835159904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/425723284835159904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/hiiiiiiiiiiiiii-hoooooo-back-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khyi6vOnYZI/Ts6nwHmz8ZI/AAAAAAAAG28/i7k7xnxfmMo/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-190322880559019447</id><published>2011-11-23T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:32:28.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterall of the things you've put me through, still i come right back to you but now i know the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can now finally see, that you only want me when you're lonely.... - NJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-190322880559019447?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/190322880559019447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=190322880559019447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/190322880559019447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/190322880559019447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/afterall-of-things-youve-put-me-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6735875310894353056</id><published>2011-11-23T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:58:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhOyLzpoALs/TsyJxDSyaSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/TaOAeWSF1RE/s1600/IMG_1285.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhOyLzpoALs/TsyJxDSyaSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/TaOAeWSF1RE/s400/IMG_1285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678064705998055714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im back again and again and again. yay so it had been pouring for days already, i don't know how to go out even, urgh. Had been canceling and dragging sentosa date to idk when already, shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently home alone now with asam pedas ayam to eat but too lazy to get up from bed and have my lunch! MALAS NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya, i think i've lost my daily readers already ): how saddddddddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause now it just feel like im blabbering idk what, alone -.- ala dah takde motivation nak blog ): sedihhhhhhhhhhhh nya. k lah my fault also what, cause i left you all hanging but sorry lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chey berbual sorang lagi. oh yes, i really think i have some tops to and bottoms to let go pretty soon, but again lazy to snap pictures since my camo is with myrakie. Shit man! So basically im letting go of my black offshoulder jumper in black from forever21 and also tube romper from forever21 too. Both is in size petite S, prices are all negotiable lah. I don't really mind as long as its reasonable, can compromise okay. Ok lah, lurp chew all. Will update pretty soon okayyyyyyyyyyyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And im officially waiting for your letter to come. urgh benci rase gini cepat lah sampai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6735875310894353056?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6735875310894353056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6735875310894353056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6735875310894353056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6735875310894353056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-back-again-and-again-and-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhOyLzpoALs/TsyJxDSyaSI/AAAAAAAAG2w/TaOAeWSF1RE/s72-c/IMG_1285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7905616289468108561</id><published>2011-11-22T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T17:14:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i9W-4PMngAU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my sexy valentine, my someone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7905616289468108561?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7905616289468108561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7905616289468108561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7905616289468108561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7905616289468108561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-sexy-valention-my-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/i9W-4PMngAU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7157670658804286438</id><published>2011-11-22T03:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T04:02:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At times like these, i just miss you alot cause i know this is the moment that we'll be spending our times maybe not together but falling asleep on the phone like how it used to be years back before there was even everyone now. It was just you and me and the night together. Just maybe not together, but just feeling like you're always close. To know that your love wasn't meant for someone like me, but i still trip and fell over for someone like you. Now is the moment where i have lotsa things to rant about, about you about you and about you everything about you, no one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know how overwhelmed when you asked for me? Even the littlest thing you do can make my day splendid. Do you know how special you are? Do you know how special you are as a person, to me, only me? Do you know how adorable you look when you smile, all i wanted was getting to touch that face all over again. All i ever wished for, is for all those iloveyous behind that close doors were all sincere, for me just for me and no one else. How i wished those iloveyous were from a someone to a someone just maybe not some casual ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss having you around even if its just a week or so without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss getting all those forever butterflies that never fail to be there even throughout the years we've spent together when i stop and stare at you right at the eye, even when you sleeping. I miss having you around on my bed watching never ending movies, cuddling like forever. All those forehead kisses and pecks, i miss every single thing about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just so you know you're one adorable person and i thank god for having you in my life even if it just means having you as a friend but i'll never stop believin, praying and hoping maybe someday..... I love you,my sexy valentine my someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7157670658804286438?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7157670658804286438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7157670658804286438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7157670658804286438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7157670658804286438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-times-like-these-i-just-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6273816287867558114</id><published>2011-11-18T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:03:55.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLJs6Gs_H88/TsYAlNo-VnI/AAAAAAAAG2k/NO1wec-4SbQ/s1600/312222_10150368785221941_541186940_8061337_21464745_n.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: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLJs6Gs_H88/TsYAlNo-VnI/AAAAAAAAG2k/NO1wec-4SbQ/s400/312222_10150368785221941_541186940_8061337_21464745_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676225019663767154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life really don't always go our way and we all know that. We can plan things for our future with almost anyone we really wanna spend our times with but sometimes it ended up the other way around. Im a girl who had been through hurt and pain. Endured someone i love loved another but willing to  let it happen before my eyes cause i rather hurt with him around cause i know to be apart from him to avoid the hurt, hurts me deeper. I don't understand why myself, but what i know is im doing fine. Although some darlings knew i was suffering, but im fine. Maybe not perfectly fine, but im coping fine. And somehow in life, girls always have this particular person that she always comes back running to and i myself have that someone and it had always been YOU. You know who you are if you're reading this. Its been years together and it will never be the same without you. Be it with someone else or whatever it is, we still stick together through whatever be it friends, bestfriends or even more than that. So now you tell how ? It was never easy being me, really. Im officially missing you now and no one can ever understand how it feels. They can say they miss you but they'll never miss you like i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause i believe in whatever we do, we had shared worst or even the most beautiful things together. I knew you since then, since you were still naive to now, all grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now, if you're reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember we promised to see each other grow? Remember i promised that i wanted to see you grow, watch you in uniform, all growned up to serve the nation? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i still want. Its been 5 years and counting and i still held on to my promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i realise that my previous love wasn't great like how our love was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you, just come back home safely and things will be just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6273816287867558114?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6273816287867558114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6273816287867558114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6273816287867558114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6273816287867558114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-really-dont-always-go-our-way-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLJs6Gs_H88/TsYAlNo-VnI/AAAAAAAAG2k/NO1wec-4SbQ/s72-c/312222_10150368785221941_541186940_8061337_21464745_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3778042747320660369</id><published>2011-11-03T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T03:14:53.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you no one else'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bSTMRVpnSEw/TrGUpJM7mYI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/8cU6ObcilMQ/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670476840401869186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bSTMRVpnSEw/TrGUpJM7mYI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/8cU6ObcilMQ/s400/IMG_0958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it hurts to love someone when we cant really tell em how we really feel because sometimes we get hurt without them knowing. We get jealous even if we have no rights to feel that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We want their time even if we're not in the position to demand for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although our hearts are breakin in silence, we still continue to love em as deep as it was before like nothing can ever change it because somehow in this hurtful love, there is still hope of havin simple moments with em even if it means being just a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its hopeless tryin your best when yknow there's no hopes at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wished you knew how hard it was livin without you, pretendin to be happy when it hurts too much, to get hurt countless times seeing you happy with another when i wished it was me, to see you pampering and caring for her when you did nothing like that when you're with me, to let go of the person we love most and see them happy with another, and to be happy for the person we love even if we're not their happiness at all, so tell me, can you handle being me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being me was never easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sincerely, from the one that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had always luv you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-3778042747320660369?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3778042747320660369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3778042747320660369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3778042747320660369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3778042747320660369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-hurts-to-love-someone-when-we-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bSTMRVpnSEw/TrGUpJM7mYI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/8cU6ObcilMQ/s72-c/IMG_0958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6327871465881626722</id><published>2011-10-27T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:03:00.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEg4yXBvv5o/TqhUSNi8fWI/AAAAAAAAG2A/0vI4AdvVS4w/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667872802896379234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEg4yXBvv5o/TqhUSNi8fWI/AAAAAAAAG2A/0vI4AdvVS4w/s400/IMG_0968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi everyone! i know ive abandoned this site for quite sometime, months or so. I truly apologise but its not that ive not been on the net or something like that, i am just busy too caught up with my life spent with the wonderful people around me thats all. But no worries to those that followed me on twitter and to those that are still alive in fb, yes i am still here just that ive been a lazy bum to update this blog. Cause life just came crashing and i just need time to get myself back up again and tadaaaaaaaa, here i am but i seriously gotta apologise to those that still do visit this site lah, i bet? hah ok whatever with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont where to start but i just feel like ranting things out here tonight cause theres just so much to talk about, so ermm, here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever felt like you've moved on but not? Like you can live your life without a person but at the end of the very day when you're down, sober and alone, its only him you're thinking about? Like even when he's just out there not thinking about you at all but you still do ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've moved on with a person, afterwhich but why doesnt our breakup affect me that much? And im sure he wasnt a rebound i love him lot, its jus that maybe when i sit down and took my time to figure things out, i just thought maybe our love wasnt that great afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life had been going fine, but my thoughts had always been on him. I even lie to people just to visit him, to sacrifice my time, and even my happiness. I just can be a total dumbhead when he's around. i dont blame him for these cause all he know is we're just friends. thats it. i blame myself for these, i dont know why but its just hard to let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've let go of our memories just maybe not him, the thought of him with someone else, some other girls who can never take good care of him cause her heart are totally for someone else not him but yet he's hurting. i feel pain i've been through pain and it hurts and i hate it if he's there going through what i've gone through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One moment i was just wishing he could just face karma, but when he's facing it, i just wish god could just put all those to a stop or just pause it for a moment cause it hurts when he's hurting. I love him too much that im willing to see him happy with another person, just let him share things with me cause i know we've been through years together, when both were still very naive and i want him to know that im still that very girl he trusted back then, the girl that he can eventually talk about anything and everything in the world and im just here listening. I love him too much that im willing to let these ears hear him sharing about how his heart wants her so bad when actually all i wanted to hear was the opposite. i love him too much that im willing to be there for him throughout the moments he's in need even if it felt as though like im the second choice, so unappreciated but i didnt mind cause all i wanted was him to be infront of my eyes, safe infront of my eyes cause all i wanted was him near me even if its one sided. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im willing to hurt myself way deep down with him around rather then hurt without him by my side. I rather pretend everthing is fine rather then hurt him to see me this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hurts does it? It just confuse me why i keep running back to him afterall the shits he made me go through? Cause i never stop believing, never stop hoping cause i believe in me, i believe in him i believe in the love we shared was so sincere back then not until a third party came by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 years wasnt short, we've been through shits together like soulmate but things just came crashing. i had always put him as my priority and will always be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now, shall just pretend, smile lean back and gotta start working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who? it had always been you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i wanted was to be the girl who can put up a smile on your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wished..........one day this heart would just stop hopin, believin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6327871465881626722?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6327871465881626722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6327871465881626722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6327871465881626722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6327871465881626722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-everyone-i-know-ive-abandoned-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EEg4yXBvv5o/TqhUSNi8fWI/AAAAAAAAG2A/0vI4AdvVS4w/s72-c/IMG_0968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1055170189225010452</id><published>2011-08-05T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:33:51.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjbTiutdgAY/TjrxBk_tlCI/AAAAAAAAG14/GXsYEIzHmhc/s1600/Photo0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637082893020664866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjbTiutdgAY/TjrxBk_tlCI/AAAAAAAAG14/GXsYEIzHmhc/s400/Photo0633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Life is rather rocky now, i just need to free myself from problems. Chill, do what i wanna do. Live only once, live it to the fullest. Be happy. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for clicking on my nuffnang really, you people deserves kisses eh :p Thanks for clicking and supporting, please doooooooooooooooo okay. And sorry for the lack of updates anyway, will try my best. Finding a job really, and alhamdullilah had been fasting. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Havent clean up the house, seriously needa clean! In a mess already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok i gtg, sleep tight. Selamat berpuase and berbuke and bersahur all ah k. And sorry for the lack of updates will try my best again and again to update. And click click on my nuffnangs yeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Thank chew sayang semua (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4317399511000565575-1055170189225010452?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1055170189225010452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1055170189225010452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1055170189225010452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1055170189225010452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-rather-rocky-now-i-just-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjbTiutdgAY/TjrxBk_tlCI/AAAAAAAAG14/GXsYEIzHmhc/s72-c/Photo0633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7170175682587387653</id><published>2011-07-31T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:05:39.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2luAlifZOq0/TjTGFRLRCkI/AAAAAAAAG1w/5xgCnasSniQ/s1600/IMG_7945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635346827559635522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2luAlifZOq0/TjTGFRLRCkI/AAAAAAAAG1w/5xgCnasSniQ/s400/IMG_7945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just wanna have a boyfriend that gives me lots of love, care and attention. To give me what i need not what i want. If you get what i mean? To treat me like a princess. All girls wanna be princesses. - via janny reckless bunny (edited)&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/4317399511000565575-7170175682587387653?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7170175682587387653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7170175682587387653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7170175682587387653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7170175682587387653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-just-wanna-have-boyfriend-that-gives.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2luAlifZOq0/TjTGFRLRCkI/AAAAAAAAG1w/5xgCnasSniQ/s72-c/IMG_7945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3315499195122902327</id><published>2011-07-31T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:00:21.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O49sItKFluo/TjTDx3x7EgI/AAAAAAAAG1o/_UMBy_lib2Y/s1600/180081_201233246554335_100000029837982_743810_3691643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635344295301681666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O49sItKFluo/TjTDx3x7EgI/AAAAAAAAG1o/_UMBy_lib2Y/s400/180081_201233246554335_100000029837982_743810_3691643_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And if someday we're fated NOT to be together, i still hope we would appreciate one another for being there for each other. Maybe not always, but ya. But im still hoping that there's a wayout in these rather than letting things go but i just hope that we would stay just like how we were before we got together. To always be there for each other a bestfriends cause that's where we started off. I need time alone to think it through. Peace of mind. Just a lil advices here and there from closest and mama and im hoping. Never stop hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes i think, we really gotta be selfish for our own happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sampai bile aku nak pikeykan orang tapi orang tak pikeykan aku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku penat nak nangis je dari dulu sampai sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4317399511000565575-3315499195122902327?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3315499195122902327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3315499195122902327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3315499195122902327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3315499195122902327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-if-someday-were-fated-not-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O49sItKFluo/TjTDx3x7EgI/AAAAAAAAG1o/_UMBy_lib2Y/s72-c/180081_201233246554335_100000029837982_743810_3691643_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8638432814319328176</id><published>2011-07-25T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:48:45.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T12EXvWG8Qw/Ti07uxnQscI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/EvSwlx9jDfI/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224383688389058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T12EXvWG8Qw/Ti07uxnQscI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/EvSwlx9jDfI/s400/IMG_0529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yours truly xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGkEmcioUKE/Ti07d12lBKI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/WP782WNoeng/s1600/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224092768601250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGkEmcioUKE/Ti07d12lBKI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/WP782WNoeng/s400/IMG_0532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgCpbZTbdXg/Ti07dv7NdhI/AAAAAAAAG1I/v4MtQN7GtUI/s1600/IMG_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224091177416210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgCpbZTbdXg/Ti07dv7NdhI/AAAAAAAAG1I/v4MtQN7GtUI/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sFoasxY-gs/Ti07dd7tLCI/AAAAAAAAG1A/JBoeUCpUMdM/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224086347656226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1sFoasxY-gs/Ti07dd7tLCI/AAAAAAAAG1A/JBoeUCpUMdM/s400/IMG_0525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpuvrLGKGAE/Ti07dSoSltI/AAAAAAAAG04/z3Otn4kEScs/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224083313432274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpuvrLGKGAE/Ti07dSoSltI/AAAAAAAAG04/z3Otn4kEScs/s400/IMG_0518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtfEwtauzJE/Ti07dDhSEnI/AAAAAAAAG0w/ONcLtFYiSC0/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633224079257506418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtfEwtauzJE/Ti07dDhSEnI/AAAAAAAAG0w/ONcLtFYiSC0/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My saturday xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4317399511000565575-8638432814319328176?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8638432814319328176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8638432814319328176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8638432814319328176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8638432814319328176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/yours-truly-xoxo-my-saturday-xoxo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T12EXvWG8Qw/Ti07uxnQscI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/EvSwlx9jDfI/s72-c/IMG_0529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8314806417573665033</id><published>2011-07-25T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:35:27.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGTb_un0WXg/Ti04WlNLZYI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mpUil3Zzs50/s1600/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633220669506020738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGTb_un0WXg/Ti04WlNLZYI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mpUil3Zzs50/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Am heading to JP with this baby here, will be back probably at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slacking at cck lot later on and then i'll be back blogging. yay xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needa rush now, urgh i always have this trouble IDK WHAT TO WEAR TODAYYYYYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takde baju ): sad life bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8314806417573665033?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8314806417573665033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8314806417573665033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8314806417573665033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8314806417573665033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-heading-to-jp-with-this-baby-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGTb_un0WXg/Ti04WlNLZYI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mpUil3Zzs50/s72-c/IMG_0438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4400017995185928350</id><published>2011-07-24T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:30:06.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so lonely, nowadays. been rotting at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you alot, went town with a hell lot of disappointment yesterday. Fuck myself for crying now, i miss faiifly i miss ian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian, come back. you never leave me like these for so long before, why don't want come back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have no one to talk too you know not? Everyone is working, i understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i dont know why i like miss you alot ian. why dont want come back meet me and the others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why must go and leave me for so long? Last time you everytime at singapore, always meet, everyday. everyday talk to me, chat webcam until i sleep now don't have. You also don't have at SG. now leave me everyday. i'll make sure you pay for these okay, you make me cry so bad tonight. i miss you alot you know. the second time you went MIA macam gini make me feel like these. nb dont love anymore. Faii, pls come back too, luv chew faii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck lah, rindu je nanges rindu je nanges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-4400017995185928350?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4400017995185928350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4400017995185928350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4400017995185928350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4400017995185928350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-lonely-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-9188856526360559056</id><published>2011-07-22T03:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T05:05:32.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLBKQfWIMrs/TiiBtocoenI/AAAAAAAAG0g/bd4ziQtlPKM/s1600/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631893954978413170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLBKQfWIMrs/TiiBtocoenI/AAAAAAAAG0g/bd4ziQtlPKM/s400/IMG_0761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently, im all stressed up due to some personal problems i have that i don't wish to share but i know i needa share it soon, not here for these problem cause some people might read and tell so its better to keep shut. SO basically, i don't know why people must take advantage? the question is why? Jadi baik, tolong orang salah, kite yang rugi. Jadi sombong, nanti orang cakap ape pulak. So how now? Being nice and mean is wrong? So what now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i just think that my mama is the best among all mummies, k sounds so mummies alive! i mean mummy(S). heh heh :p Who don't envy their mum's anyway? Well, i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama can be very irritating, oh even better queen of annoying most of the time but she's one lady that had tons of patience in tons of things especially in handling my family. And i mean family is not just me and my family members but that includes my paternal side. I know my family best, okay honestly im nt trying to be racist. BUT most indians and banghalis have these kinda behaviour and temper, i don't know how to explain but they are just that way. Born to be with that kinda attitude, and i dare say that cause k im mixed. I don't really looked mixed because the blood that runs through is basically far, like my great grandfather was banghali something like that. Thats the answer for my long lashes anyway. heh heh :p k aku sidetrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BACK! People, families know how my baba was like but they never wanna know who my mama actually is. My baba is the best man among all mans out there, people know people respect him for who he is, but mama? No one knows how strong she was, and she is one strong woman till today. She is still standing strong on her own feet till today, through the good and the bad no one ever asked her how she's doing, and how she's coping in life now. No one. Instead of asking, they point fingers. People took advantage on her kindness, talks about her but i can do nothing. BUT not because that i don't want too, but i can't cause thats the baba had reminded me since then. &lt;strong&gt;To respect the elderly and not interfering in adults matter when it involves other family members just to not severe any relationship ties cause thats a sin.&lt;/strong&gt; I saw her tears, i heard her weap. I got angry, really cause since then till now no one stood up for her. But the question is, who is gonna stand up for her? No one. Since baba left us, for the time being, tons of people inlcuding family members tried to bring mama down by crapping. Without baba, who will stand up for her if not me and abang? Cause i know we're her limelights. Abang and me comes from two different worlds. Abang is way nicer then me from what i know and see. My abang don't wish to interfere for good maybe because he don't see pain in mama's eyes every night cause I had been the one sleeping with her since then till now. I heard, i saw. There's a reason why im an ego basterd, there's a reason why im the way i am now. The way im acting to everyone that take advantage on kindness! Thats the reason why im acting these way to people that never appreciate! I despise them. Mama gave you people to much faces, she don't wish to destroy friendship and any relations, thats the reason why she kept shut. But will when? So since no one is speaking up for her. I will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone out there, that knows my mama, knows me and i don't care how close we are. I swear i don't fucking give a shit. Get it right, to you people that reads these and felt the pinch. You people better get it right, i know what you did to mama. I know what you fucking talked about her through sms(s) or whatever. For fucking goodness sake! Mama treated you people so niceeeeeeeeeeeee and these is what she deserve for helping you people get a home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get a fucking life. Seriously! I have my reasons for acting these way. i have my reason alright. I kept shut all along, about all the minor things that happened throughout the time. But till the time YOU talk shit about my mama, i don't give a shit alright. Cause i know and i saw whose right and whose wrong. Fuck it ok. May you have a miserable life. Whatever it is, may karma hits you back 10000000 times worse for not appreciating and for disrespecting elders that had already helped you out. Stop taking things for granted alright. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get this straight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To respect elderly and not to interfere in adults issues even when it comes to other family members so as to prevend from severing any relationship ties. That is baba's reminder. So if yo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u're not part of my family, just a friend who came by and get close and now crapping fuck shit about mama, thats when i come in the picture to stand up for her since i can't when it comes to family. Biar hilang kawan dari korang berbual buruk pasal mak aku. Belum masenye untuk aku berbual lagik, aku tunggu k. Reminder, jangan mintak tolong dengan aku lagik pasal aku takkan tolong after ape kau dah cakap pasal mak aku. Sendiri pikey. Tapi takpe. Biar orang buat kite, jangan kite buat orang. And btw, ftnahkan orang tu dosenye lagik besar lagik berzina. So sendiri nak ingat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So standby mulai hari ni, kalau hidup susah ke ape ape, berserah je kat Allah k. Kalau tengah doa doa tanye DIA asal hidup kau gini, jangan DIA cakap kat telinga kau PASAL KAU BUAT ORANG! BERBUAL BURUK PASAL ORANG YANG DAH SLAME NI TOLONG KAU. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah baru padan kau punye muke. Taknak cakap banyak, tak skrg, bile bile. Tunggu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okkkkkkkkkkk seriously, aku tengah irritated gile. Pergi mampus k. i don't care anymore. Readersssssssssszxzxzxz sorry for the post lah, seriously will post one niceeeeeeeeeely later or soon perhaps ok, cause im simply down now lah due to some problems. Whatever it is, nightszxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xoxo muah stayyyyyyyyyyyyyy tune yeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;click click nuffnang! And yay, i still have readers! *cium korang chey tagboardddddddddddd dah tak sunyi hahahahha thankchewwwwwwwwwwwww nufnang nuffnang! heh heh :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-9188856526360559056?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/9188856526360559056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=9188856526360559056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9188856526360559056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9188856526360559056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/recently-im-all-stressed-up-due-to-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLBKQfWIMrs/TiiBtocoenI/AAAAAAAAG0g/bd4ziQtlPKM/s72-c/IMG_0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7454631113821387967</id><published>2011-07-21T04:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T04:37:44.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W3QxhDjNIE/Tic60pzQxsI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/VcMt97XxvQ4/s1600/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631534535298565826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W3QxhDjNIE/Tic60pzQxsI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/VcMt97XxvQ4/s400/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All i want you to know is, no matter how shitty our time may get in future and no matter how different things are now, i know our love had never once change for each other. I had chose to love you from the very beginning and i still love you now. You're still the one i yearn for and you're still the one i need in my life. You're my pillar of hope and eventhough you can be one ignorant basterd, i still chose to let it out to you eventhough it kills and irritate the hell out of me everytime. I know tons of girls may love you like one crazy shit but deep down i bet you know im the only one that loves you for you, for who you are not for you on TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They love syazani but i love tom, my tom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo i love you baby really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7454631113821387967?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7454631113821387967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7454631113821387967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7454631113821387967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7454631113821387967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-i-want-you-to-know-is-no-matter-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8W3QxhDjNIE/Tic60pzQxsI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/VcMt97XxvQ4/s72-c/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-685944257776720652</id><published>2011-07-20T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T04:38:30.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHthfTCZ_Tw/TiaPieiIucI/AAAAAAAAG0A/26tVo0MkGb0/s1600/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631346206547950018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHthfTCZ_Tw/TiaPieiIucI/AAAAAAAAG0A/26tVo0MkGb0/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-51oCpAwF4ns/TiaPiGiH4nI/AAAAAAAAGz4/_7r0R2gioc0/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631346200105443954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-51oCpAwF4ns/TiaPiGiH4nI/AAAAAAAAGz4/_7r0R2gioc0/s400/IMG_1145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yKYuKFSy_A/TiaPiDrC1QI/AAAAAAAAGzw/qCYyQJ2L1b8/s1600/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631346199337555202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yKYuKFSy_A/TiaPiDrC1QI/AAAAAAAAGzw/qCYyQJ2L1b8/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turnturn. Had always been my baby since then till now, my bestfriend my brother my kaki chui jantanszxzxzxzx. Had been the best in almost everything other then my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ini second boyfriend ye kawan kawan. And just got to know he had been reading my blog, eleh stalker betul. Ini peminat setia ye. heh heh :p i love him alot and he is one of my precious gem that i don't wish to trade for anyone in the world. And for whatever reason people hates or dislikes him for, i can always be their listening ear but i'll never ever backturn this baby here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pls come back SG soon, and i mean very soon. And i know you're reading this sundelszxz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah, love chewwwwwwwwwww *cium hidung&lt;br /&gt;*buat kuch kuch hota hei &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/4317399511000565575-685944257776720652?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/685944257776720652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=685944257776720652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/685944257776720652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/685944257776720652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/turnturn.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHthfTCZ_Tw/TiaPieiIucI/AAAAAAAAG0A/26tVo0MkGb0/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1180642748794401390</id><published>2011-07-19T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:15:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0TowP-W3uI/TiV5ajUjcgI/AAAAAAAAGzo/nCVgpOXEelE/s1600/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631040406161682946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0TowP-W3uI/TiV5ajUjcgI/AAAAAAAAGzo/nCVgpOXEelE/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im currenty rotting at home on tuesday night, serious shit. I was on the net for like hours, didn't do anything at all. So lazy, so tired due to my arm-ache chey pandai pandai lah aku buat word sendiri, kay tu takpe. Have asked mama to get me dinner at food culture and honey milktea to go with it plus i know im a noobie, i've never ever had the whole chocolate melts to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby bought one for me, but i only had one piece of it, didn't really get the taste of it like how delicious it is, urgh. And i told mama to get it for me too later yay me, harap harap beli, cause my mum loves to give me false hope! OHHHHHHHHHHH and i have a bruise on my knee ): i don't know why but i think due to stock taking yesterday. I wanna wash the clothings so badly btw but my arm hurts lik hell ): fml now. Baby is heading out to meet the friendszx and sadly, i can't tag along cause i needa visit tomorrow. And ohhhhhhhhh, readers do click on my nuffnang okay sambil sambil heh heh :p Oh wait, readers? ade lagik ah? k takpe ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im soooooooooooo hungryyyyyyyy man, fuck. I really think i miss baby's mama lot ): and his baby brother, been so long since i met them at his place. Since he's not at his hougang home, i don't feel nice staying there but nevermind, will go and visit his mama sooooon, like rindu gitu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reallyyyyyy have something to say but i don't know how to put them in words but i sure will roughly, just hope you guys would understand. hmm, so ya i don't really understand and know why people agree in money is everything? I mean like yes, i agree i know money can buy almost everything, money can buy gifts, goods and things like that, to pamper and make us happy but what's money without happiness? maybe its really up to the indiviual lah, but to me as a person, i didn't say that i don't need money, yes we need money. But to me not having a huge sum of money is way fine. What's money if your dad don't show his love and care for you? what's money if your mum is out there enjoying life without you? What's money without attention? What's money if your loved ones, your bf is way busy not giving you their love and affection you need? What's money if you don't have your own true circle of friends that even the one you regard as your bestfriend dares to backstab and had only been there for you for cashmoney? What for? I believe that all these are way more important money. And i believe you readers think the same way. Im not saying these to point out anyone in my lives and the one i know but seriously, this is my say. i just wanna blog it out, how i feel towards things that i've seen and heard throughout my life. I see high end people wearing prada, gucci and armani but always fail in love, fail in friendship, always down and sober? That's not my thing ok BUT to those that have money and have family, have a perfect friendship, alhamdullilah you're blessed. I just think we people needa thank god for what he had given us, cause if you think you dad don't give you enough pocket money? some teens like us don't even get money, some don't even have a dad. If you people think your mum is naggy, some teens don't get those cause their mum don't even care anymore. If you think your bf is being too protective, rather then cursing and leaving, talk things out, some girls out there have a bf that doesn't even care about their whereabouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are humans, we tend to nag and whine about how we want our lives to be, i do that sometimes too duhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! But i think before we start wishing for a better life, we should really start appreciating what we really have now. Seriouslyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Actually we don't have to envy others you know, cause you won't know the person you envy, the people that you think looks good in appearance are the ones thats dying to have a better a life like yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I take me myself for an example, honestly im not ashamed to say sometimes i don't have money, like to go out and to shop no. But i dare you readers to ask my friends around me whoever how often do they see me shed my tears? I bet you seldom. Honestly, im a happy person. I love to go out and have fun, talk crap till wee hours. Go out just for lunch and dinner snap pictures, it's all about talking crap. That's the reason why i love my girls, i love my babies around me, honestly my girls are not those that HAVE TO REALLY shop everytime we go out, we buy stuffs yes we do, but we rarely go out to shop, we go out to make time for each other, to talk and let things out. To make wonderful memories, that's why i love all my girls and im proud to say they're mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you my girls. All of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So people, let's start appreciatinggggggggg from today onwards okay! We got to! hi5 yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. heh heh :p ok lah, this post is way way way draggy already. im famishedddddddddddd, now where's mama? mintak kene rembat. ah tengok, mak korang some dah ade kat rumah masak ni masak tu, masak mee rebus mee goreng korang nanti complain asek asek lauk tu, yang aku ni, mak aku bukan taknak masak, busy kerje. tgk nak kene tunggu pukul 9 baru boleh makan, mak aku balek. ALAMAK! cheyyyyyy bye xoxo muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay tune yeeeeeeeeeeeeeee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1180642748794401390?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1180642748794401390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1180642748794401390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1180642748794401390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1180642748794401390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-currenty-rotting-at-home-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0TowP-W3uI/TiV5ajUjcgI/AAAAAAAAGzo/nCVgpOXEelE/s72-c/IMG_0402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8433484839373219552</id><published>2011-07-19T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:44:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6jKeIxy9I4/TiTasDsnyFI/AAAAAAAAGzg/6Mn8NXfzOKc/s1600/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630865884561524818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6jKeIxy9I4/TiTasDsnyFI/AAAAAAAAGzg/6Mn8NXfzOKc/s400/IMG_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hiiiiiiiiiiii its me again, who else righttttttttttttt?! ok so i just got back home from stock taking at f21, was exhausted, backaches and aches at my wrist and all due to carrying heavy boxes till wee hours but nevermind. And the reason why i cant shut my eyes is that im so down, super down that i can weap any minute. REASON: i lost my DKNY watch that baby bought me ),:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K CARELESS! I know righttttttttttttt! But seriously i didn't misplace it, i think the job was a little rough that it slipped off my wrist and ME that had gotten so engross with work totally didn't realise it after packing quite a few boxes! urgh seriously sia, that watch means alot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why but it means so much more than anything else to compare it with all the other gifts that baby had bought had bought for me ): im seriously am disappointed with myself but i didn't do it on purpose like duh!! Hais k whatever ah, seriously if i were to whine about this, it can take the whole freaking post, but oh wells, nak buat ape kan bende dah nak hilang? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, k whatever it is. Like i've mentioned on my previous post about the photo taking thing, got postponed cause a friend can't make so we'll plan some other day instead. But baby was sucha sweet sugarpie to fetch me and head off to meet mawi and neya over at leisure park, intial plan was to iceskate BUT lack of time since i needa head off to work at 10pm for stock take so got postponed again, then we had dinner and then slack awhile and he sent me off to work, plus he bought me macd for late supper incase im hungry during work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awwwwww, mintak kena cium! heh heh :p and i know this post is a little draggy kan? aiya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yeah, do you think you're acting way too nice to others that somehow they take advantage on it? Well, i think some people are taking advantage on me. Seriously, im not tryna say im all nice BUT seriously, i wont speak up unless i see it with my eyes. FACT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tolong lah ingat selalu;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUAT BAEK BERPADE PADE YE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ala, i don't know what to blog about now. Feel so restless, need some rest. I miss bf already. Needa get new contacts already! So yeah, will rant shits again soon yeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tune xoxo muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8433484839373219552?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8433484839373219552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8433484839373219552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8433484839373219552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8433484839373219552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiiiiiiiiiiii-its-me-again-who-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6jKeIxy9I4/TiTasDsnyFI/AAAAAAAAGzg/6Mn8NXfzOKc/s72-c/IMG_0277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-91184408300589243</id><published>2011-07-18T03:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:56:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVNkrK883I8/TiM8GUXvDUI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/IgmTnY4NY5s/s1600/IMG_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630410038388395330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVNkrK883I8/TiM8GUXvDUI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/IgmTnY4NY5s/s400/IMG_0343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my friend, my enemy, my best of bestfriendszx, my brother, my father, my boyfriend, my baby, my everything. I love you more than anything else in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you for you when you're with me not for who you are on tv. love you sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXF-CrlMFe4/TiM8GErBVnI/AAAAAAAAGzI/ZL0_q3RvU90/s1600/IMG_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630410034174318194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXF-CrlMFe4/TiM8GErBVnI/AAAAAAAAGzI/ZL0_q3RvU90/s400/IMG_0446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-z88cZnNRQ/TiM8GHAIkzI/AAAAAAAAGzA/_d6s7mm9P84/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630410034799743794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-z88cZnNRQ/TiM8GHAIkzI/AAAAAAAAGzA/_d6s7mm9P84/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630410032845920546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wLO3okUmYQ/TiM8F_uTmSI/AAAAAAAAGy4/Y3YkxaYazTU/s400/IMG_0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntfhAMuzbSs/TiM47A3T2nI/AAAAAAAAGyw/RPSi6aYFpDY/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630406545638677106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntfhAMuzbSs/TiM47A3T2nI/AAAAAAAAGyw/RPSi6aYFpDY/s400/IMG_0358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hiiiiiii back again, yay me cause i just got the urge to just rant out things here. i don't know what im gonna blog about, but i think i'll simply summarise what's been happening and thing like that. Ok so life had been rather okay, a little cash tight but coping well. And yeah, will be heading to the hospital for another checkup and im praying hard that i won't get affected by any virus or things like that. And yes, around of applause that i've stopped smoking so far. Don't wish to smoke anymore cause right after i've got the signs of the virus, i seriously don't find it a need lah anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im praying for courage and faith to stop drinking too. k just gotta be honest, i dislike getting high and sloppy but i just drink for the sake of it so i don't really find it a need but im trying my best really. And clubs, it's hard lah cause i love the atmosphere and dancing to songs but yeah, slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im proud of baby cause basically he stopped long ago, just that he smoked too much now but yeah, at least he did stopped drinking and clubbings. urgh, i can do it too okay, insyaallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i have 2-3 topics that i really wanna emphasize on or just wanna share about what i really feel about it and its based on lif facts thats happening but yeah, too much things to say but too little time so i will surely talk about soon tomorrow or whenever i have time to blog. Ya, basically my blog is my diary, my bf, my bestfriend but i hadnt been treating it right lately, so yeah, im trying to get back to track since im not working for now. But f21 called earlier and hired me back! yay me, will be doing stock taking later at 10pm till morning. And insyaallah, even if i get busy, i'll squeeze in some minutes to just rant out things here or just post some pictures to spice up this dusty blog. And i really reallyyyyyyyy think i've lost some readers. Been so quiet but yeah, my fault ): Will gain them back okay, will try my best really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND YEAH, SERIOUSLY I NEEDA SLEEP CAUSE BABY IS FETCHING ME IN THE MORNING TO HEAD DOWN FOR A PHOTOTAKING SESSION TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously need my sleep! gotta go babies, xoxo muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-91184408300589243?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/91184408300589243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=91184408300589243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/91184408300589243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/91184408300589243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiiiiiii-back-again-yay-me-cause-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVNkrK883I8/TiM8GUXvDUI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/IgmTnY4NY5s/s72-c/IMG_0343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1539459089488660280</id><published>2011-07-16T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:07:59.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiiiiiiii im back people (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok totally nothing new in life, time occupied with baby, friends, family that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thousands apologies again to my readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes, i would like to ask a favour. A small favour ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im in these most beautiful natural eyes contest and i even put baby and me in a love is foreve contest, don't expect to win also, was bored so i happened to just join.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA it's lame but oh wells, nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So please do me and bf a favour by clicking like on the page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just follow these simple steps to the LOVE IS FOREVER THING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO SPREAD OKAY, thank chew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go to my profile to those that is in my friend list, click and you'll see both the contest im in so do kindly, like the page first and then like the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank chewwwwwwwwwwwww, love you guys xoxo muah&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/4317399511000565575-1539459089488660280?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1539459089488660280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1539459089488660280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1539459089488660280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1539459089488660280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiiiiiiii-im-back-people-ok-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5108908349111979404</id><published>2011-07-03T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:42:47.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEsdHyMObv0/ThB9Layr2aI/AAAAAAAAGyY/sEcVM9aSOzM/s1600/267973_10150243487401941_541186940_7100019_5840167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625133569709693346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEsdHyMObv0/ThB9Layr2aI/AAAAAAAAGyY/sEcVM9aSOzM/s400/267973_10150243487401941_541186940_7100019_5840167_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hiiiiiiiiiiii bloggers and fellow readers! im back im back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;firstly, i would like to apologize for really being such an ass for not updating thi site for such a long period of time cause basically i caught with my life, with my family, taking care of mama cause she's sick currently, and bf and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got a job actually but i got transfered and since it was far i decided to just quit and go find a new retail job somewhere near around town and i got it. will expose where i work onced i got the hang of it so people, when know already, must come and shop and buy something okayyyyy from me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh heh :p okay i seriously don't wish to brag but since its been so long since i've updated you guys. i think from now onwards i gotta do vlogs so its easy, so a i don't have to type it all down here with words, so boring right? but the reason why i hate doing vlog is that I SUPER HATE MY VOICE IS VIDEOS! i seriously think i sound like a boy or a man or whatever. wtf man seriously. okay whatever it is, im sure everyone wanna knows whats happening in my love life, okay me and baby is doing fine, really well. Been spending our time together, making time for each other even when we're busy, wee hours but yeah, things will soon change when i've start working but yeah, no worries his home is super near to my workplace, so if he thinks he wanna be a real sweetheart, he can just drop by to have a smoke break together, cheyyyyyyyyyyo find it so cute :p heh heh k mentel. So currently waiting for him to facetime together, cause i have an interesting bxtching session with him tonight, must let him know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya, i don't know what to update you guys about, we went USS the other time and baby bought me this mini penguin so cuteeeeeeeeeee, been sleeping with it and bringing it everywhere i go (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, its been so long since me and my girls hit the beach, sentosaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im planning soon, but its hard since every of my girls are working now. urgh but we sure will soon. oh yes, since mama is sick i myself needa head down to tan tock seng tomorrow and i needa get myself xray, afraid i might get affected but insyaallah tak. *pray hard amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ya, so stay tune for my vlog and erm yah you guys takecare and once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorry to those that had been waiting and dropping to get updates from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im sorry, but im trying alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah xoxo and i didn't know that i still have readers. my gawdddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hear from you readers soon, formspring me ok xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takecare hear from me soon ok stay tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5108908349111979404?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5108908349111979404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5108908349111979404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5108908349111979404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5108908349111979404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiiiiiiiiiiii-bloggers-and-fellow.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEsdHyMObv0/ThB9Layr2aI/AAAAAAAAGyY/sEcVM9aSOzM/s72-c/267973_10150243487401941_541186940_7100019_5840167_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6549020504137366666</id><published>2011-05-27T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:18:41.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orwYXWeC-OU/Td9cJcs4-zI/AAAAAAAAGx8/51LqJSD0l1Q/s1600/IMG_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611304978119981874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orwYXWeC-OU/Td9cJcs4-zI/AAAAAAAAGx8/51LqJSD0l1Q/s400/IMG_0473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was 7months back when i was actually one little baby to you. Its like wherever i go was with you, no one else. When there's you, there's me and same goes to the other way around. i miss those moments where all your attention was on me, no one else even. not even a single soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i get all those never ending iloveyou(s) and imissyou(s) very very often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it still does happen now but sometimes i just don't feel the same and i kept on asking why is this happening when all i ever wanted was to stick with you and do everything routine with you. Sometimes i don't get excited when we planned on a hangout together. Why? Sometimes i don't feel loved or missed even if you say so. Why? Sometimes it just felt as if we're far from each other, like its going back to basic when we first met. Why? I love you, i still you but i don't want it to fade away just because you're not here with me anymore through my rough times. Sometimes i even felt as if im never understood. Why? But im trying hard, to hold on to always ensure myself that things will get on fine. But till when? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just please, don't let it fade away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just don't. i dont wanna argue, i just wanna let it all out. fxck it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6549020504137366666?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6549020504137366666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6549020504137366666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6549020504137366666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6549020504137366666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/remember-this-this-was-7months-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orwYXWeC-OU/Td9cJcs4-zI/AAAAAAAAGx8/51LqJSD0l1Q/s72-c/IMG_0473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8437733877399354210</id><published>2011-05-25T05:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T05:54:51.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXF8yR8uAJU/Tdwmm0QV-qI/AAAAAAAAGx0/w3m4P8zxVGg/s1600/fml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610401684100872866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXF8yR8uAJU/Tdwmm0QV-qI/AAAAAAAAGx0/w3m4P8zxVGg/s400/fml.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bored, i wanna update but i don't know what to update about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause pictures on my birthday is still with bay. stupid boi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4317399511000565575-8437733877399354210?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8437733877399354210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8437733877399354210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8437733877399354210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8437733877399354210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/bored-i-wanna-update-but-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXF8yR8uAJU/Tdwmm0QV-qI/AAAAAAAAGx0/w3m4P8zxVGg/s72-c/fml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5304043739055023706</id><published>2011-05-24T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:48:59.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmqqiCMWp1k/TdqbjEekr8I/AAAAAAAAGxs/09sCBLI0rR0/s1600/IMG_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609967312643076034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmqqiCMWp1k/TdqbjEekr8I/AAAAAAAAGxs/09sCBLI0rR0/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First and foremost, i would really like to thank each and every soul that made my 19th the best one indeed, i know it may not be a total blast, or one birthday that was celebrated at a restaurant or whatever, but still each and every moment of it counts, i appreciate it very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A huge thank you to those that were there celebrating over at borders, i would like to thank each and every soul there for making it happen, to those that had planned for the surprise, it was really cute but i had fun. Was touched, really! Oh thank you to my sisters, elle &amp;amp; nana for the delicious chocolate cake and even the mango cake! And also the mini cake you both bought for me! Seriously, was touched. And of course, not forgetting each and everyone that had wished me, both cyber and through messages, it was very much appreciated, thank you for remembering and making an effort to comment or even text. And im sorry for not getting to like and comment or even reply to each and everyone of you, sorry much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If reply all, fingers numb ahhhhhhhhhhh, than how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If reply msg all, prepaid low than howwwwwwwwwww ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah, thoughtof making a birthday thankyou vlog, but yeah, insyaallah i will soon as soon as i have a camera soon or when my laptop is fine to record it through webcam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More sincereeeeeeeee lah i think if vlog (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok seriously, thank you so much, and to nurul and nana again for the drink and to those that makeit happened at boat quay, thanks to kak cinta and nana's god brother for the drink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to those that patiently waited at clarke quay, thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, i really dont know how many times i should really thank you, but really, i appreciate it so much and i love you guys. Alot, alot more than you guys think than alot. heh heh :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muah xoxo muahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, your dearest birthday girl, diana atiqah&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/4317399511000565575-5304043739055023706?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5304043739055023706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5304043739055023706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5304043739055023706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5304043739055023706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-and-foremost-i-would-really-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmqqiCMWp1k/TdqbjEekr8I/AAAAAAAAGxs/09sCBLI0rR0/s72-c/IMG_0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5878997528732735423</id><published>2011-05-12T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:18:48.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xW6Bs8t8m7k/Tcq1FoxmtaI/AAAAAAAAGxc/8pCyIjftRa0/s1600/IMG_4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605491794665452962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xW6Bs8t8m7k/Tcq1FoxmtaI/AAAAAAAAGxc/8pCyIjftRa0/s400/IMG_4604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K fml now cause everyone is out on wednesday night, some asked me to party, some even asked me out to chalet, some even asked me out to slack and bf is so cute wanna meet awhile under my voideck since he's around the corner.So i think shall spend some minutes with baby and than ask him send me to chalet or i dont know what ah. So bored ah at home ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby promised we'll be spending some quality time on friday, and im very much excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And got some new makeups and yeah, i've yet to link some babies up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But yeah, i think i shall be linking up my closes only for now, im sorry if i cant link anyone of you up cause leceh lah link link, just tag me okay! Cause sometimes i'll go through my tagboard when i get bored and read! Cause even if i link, sometimes i got no time to read through, even if i link my closest, sometimes im like so outdated tak tau, cause no time to read through everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i sure will when i have my free time like now, but i needa shower badly cause im pespering for no reason cause weather is sucha bxtch lately right? My gawddddddd can die :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, fast five is awesomely cool shit ever movie, rated 10 from me! yayyyyyy fast five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes,i wanna catch a movie with baby badly cause its been quite sometime since we do so since we're way busy. So yeah, nevermind that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im very very very hungry now and sad thing is i've lost weight ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bile aku nak gain, die lost. Bile nak die lost, dia gain. Hamchai alread ah ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok serious, nak mandi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo keep reading muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i needa shop for bags and bottoms already, tops pun ah ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma, jomszxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5878997528732735423?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5878997528732735423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5878997528732735423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5878997528732735423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5878997528732735423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/k-fml-now-cause-everyone-is-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xW6Bs8t8m7k/Tcq1FoxmtaI/AAAAAAAAGxc/8pCyIjftRa0/s72-c/IMG_4604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6293239975349206742</id><published>2011-05-09T03:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:11:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;splendid night with bf, yay watching movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6293239975349206742?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6293239975349206742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6293239975349206742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6293239975349206742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6293239975349206742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/splendid-night-with-bf-yay-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2526853086167679282</id><published>2011-05-06T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:04:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h70kIwTvyqI/TcPHlMWzUdI/AAAAAAAAGxU/mxhb0b-QjSE/s1600/tumblr_lgln8efXY61qaotjeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603541792369347266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7Iy_FGh4lo/TcPHkkI7CsI/AAAAAAAAGxE/Cs6F2iIARoE/s400/tumblr_kyei6uXAuD1qarsoy.jpg" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEHURn3ExXc/TcPHkUkP0hI/AAAAAAAAGw8/OHrwb_0kCP4/s1600/tumblr_ktjl8vkSth1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603541788188987922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEHURn3ExXc/TcPHkUkP0hI/AAAAAAAAGw8/OHrwb_0kCP4/s400/tumblr_ktjl8vkSth1qzfy6zo1_400.jpg" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSp-p1S2bmc/TcPHkX4e5BI/AAAAAAAAGw0/UPzTGmXQAMg/s1600/tumblr_koefwzvbpF1qze7eeo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 37px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603541789079168018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSp-p1S2bmc/TcPHkX4e5BI/AAAAAAAAGw0/UPzTGmXQAMg/s400/tumblr_koefwzvbpF1qze7eeo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4317399511000565575-2526853086167679282?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2526853086167679282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2526853086167679282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2526853086167679282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2526853086167679282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h70kIwTvyqI/TcPHlMWzUdI/AAAAAAAAGxU/mxhb0b-QjSE/s72-c/tumblr_lgln8efXY61qaotjeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7644996520316782351</id><published>2011-05-06T17:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:00:11.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17BqegVnweE/TcO__Y2hFNI/AAAAAAAAGwk/jfzXvai5390/s1600/Photo0658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603533457102804178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17BqegVnweE/TcO__Y2hFNI/AAAAAAAAGwk/jfzXvai5390/s400/Photo0658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; times are rougher than it seems. i've been having some quality time with myself, doing some self-reflecting and even thinking of some other issues and i couldn't believe i've made it through these far. i strongly believe that im stronger than these eventhough deep down i wished i just wished i could breakdown just one fine day, to anyone that understand me the most how hard it was for me to pull through these without wanting to shed a tear knowing that it's freaking impossible. And yes, im sory for neglecting this site, to the readers especially, sorry much. It's basically a rocky road now for me and bay but i think we're doing so far okay kinda mode now. I pray we would eventually go through these hurdles together. ): sad life i know now, but im sure we'll pull through. And i strongly agree and have to admit that i've been a loner these days, not exactly a loner whereby i have no friends, nothing like that, but i just prefer to be alone when the others wished to meet up or something like that. I jut prefer to be alone so that i could think and sort out my feelings. And fxcked me for breaking down real bad the other night infront of some of the others, i really felt so helpless and useless at that point of time but things went fine afterwhich. I was ready for everything when things first started, but i didn't know it was these freaking hard. I admit i can handle all the girls and th ight schedule. All i know and did before it started was ensuring myself that i would be hard and to always stay positive and never let an of these affect me cause i think im the one handling and going through all the girls and all but seriously, i NEVER EVER felt jealous due to the girlfans BUT i go so affected due to him being so busy and tired after all the rehearsels and all, and sadly, i didnt know that WE can get affected too ): fxcked myself for these. Sometimes i felt so helpless and useless, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;baby, i kno i make mistakes, you make mistakes even everyone did but like you said, its a matter of how we make things up with one another. Im sorry for what i did, blasting all those shits and all those never ending text messages and almost everything that i did, i realise it was a mistake. And it was never you. All you ever did was joining and all you ever ever did was follow all the schedules and rules, and everything was for your dream. ): I am proud of you, but im never proud of myself now, cause all i did was bring you down when you're all down due to some work stuffs. I never did make your day, all i did was add to your problem and im sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im sorry for what i've said, im sorry for what i've done. All i wanted was for you to understand just how hard it is going through these like alone whenever you're busy. To just know how hard and how i struggle these and how hurting it is to be away from you and be apart and not getting to share my everyday routine with you, maybe not together, to at least share and let everything out with you. ): It is hard. But i promise, i'll pull through. We'll pull through, soon, insyaallah as long as we're together, i know we could do it.I love you, that's all i want you to know and bring it with you wherever you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xoxo muah&lt;br /&gt;And to the readers, kindly be one baby and click on my nuffnang lahhhhhhhhh. Chey tak eh, no lah you all bace bace than never help. Ok here's the deal k! if the number of my nuffnang rises, i promise i'll update regularly! Deal not ! K faster click! HAHAHA! love you people. keep on reading &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7644996520316782351?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7644996520316782351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7644996520316782351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7644996520316782351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7644996520316782351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/05/times-are-rougher-than-it-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17BqegVnweE/TcO__Y2hFNI/AAAAAAAAGwk/jfzXvai5390/s72-c/Photo0658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1976673147760458693</id><published>2011-04-28T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T04:44:06.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hang on, im tryna find new skin. xoxo&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/4317399511000565575-1976673147760458693?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1976673147760458693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1976673147760458693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1976673147760458693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1976673147760458693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/hang-on-im-tryna-find-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2043705631790040651</id><published>2011-04-27T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:33:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/anKnofF-5eg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-2043705631790040651?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2043705631790040651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2043705631790040651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2043705631790040651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2043705631790040651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/anKnofF-5eg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7552351613413841570</id><published>2011-04-23T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:51:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTB-_JWeLoU/TbGtjvIH9CI/AAAAAAAAGwU/jWDU8bRL7JM/s1600/Picture%2B1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTB-_JWeLoU/TbGtjvIH9CI/AAAAAAAAGwU/jWDU8bRL7JM/s400/Picture%2B1443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598446641255805986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Im currently at home listening to some favorite songs and keep on replaying it! And im getting tired of my hair really. And i've started work already, full timer at uniqlo BUT! I had a better offer which is a part time job BUT nearer so i shall not stress about my trip fare which is not an adult fare which i think i can die, really! fml but nevermind, shall get use to it sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously wanna apologize to those that had been bugging me and telling me to update my blog regularly, seriously im trying but i just got caught up with alot of things since bay is busy with anugerah and all his vocal trainings and photoshoots so i am seriously preventing myself from staying at home, since im a noob in being away from bay for like 4 days coming a week or so. I could end up, breaking down and all, so to avoid myself from shedding any tear, not even a single drop even, i made myself busy by going out with my friends and slack till late. But since im hired, i shall not worry about breaking down, maybe a little bit alright? But i had always been a strong girl that would eventually comfort myself by reading all his messages ensuring me his love, i pray that his love would just be for me and only me like he had promised. I love you bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bad news, im down with a MAJOR sore throat which i think is my throat infection.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im losing my voice. Like i mean seriously GONE!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and i thank all my babygirls and brothers for advising and to my babygirls that had been sucha a naggy grandmother, membebel je, biseng je, marah marah je but blame me being all stubborn cause i still drink gassy stuff and smoke :/ Sorry lah! sayang korang k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Jh6PMYc5g/TbGwrudYNdI/AAAAAAAAGwc/BEiFoHv_IQM/s1600/166155_10150090319551941_541186940_5925359_121851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X9Jh6PMYc5g/TbGwrudYNdI/AAAAAAAAGwc/BEiFoHv_IQM/s400/166155_10150090319551941_541186940_5925359_121851_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598450077050353106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after days had past, at last im meeting bay and he promised he'll bring me out to lau pa sat to have satay with some other friends that we asked along. yay! And i broke down while talking to bay earlier on cause i seriously miss the hell out of him, the smile, the laughter, the hugs and kisses and especially the times when he love calling me midget, gf midget and midgy all the time. Irritating basterd but still i love this baby of mine here.&lt;br /&gt;And soon, he needa privatized his relationship in facebook and i don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he go too do it and all he said was, fb relationship is just a status. He dont need to tell everyone that he is a relationship with his girlfriend, the most important things is our hearts and i know im there. i love you sayang &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i guess, im gonna update more later on since i'll be lazing around the whole night, tonning at home, alone on good friday -.- bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;stay tune alright. tag tag tag! formspring formspring me! very boring ready!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, changing my layouts already. love you people.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7552351613413841570?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7552351613413841570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7552351613413841570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7552351613413841570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7552351613413841570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTB-_JWeLoU/TbGtjvIH9CI/AAAAAAAAGwU/jWDU8bRL7JM/s72-c/Picture%2B1443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8587208995421794515</id><published>2011-04-20T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:13:44.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKo66bi7YI/Ta6-_OBvqtI/AAAAAAAAGwM/kRxsfj17Ga4/s1600/Photo0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKo66bi7YI/Ta6-_OBvqtI/AAAAAAAAGwM/kRxsfj17Ga4/s400/Photo0638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597621380174555858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its been days since i met boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him and i want him so bad ):&lt;br /&gt;i love you , always.&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/4317399511000565575-8587208995421794515?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8587208995421794515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8587208995421794515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8587208995421794515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8587208995421794515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-days-since-i-met-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKo66bi7YI/Ta6-_OBvqtI/AAAAAAAAGwM/kRxsfj17Ga4/s72-c/Photo0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-299767559212613315</id><published>2011-04-13T07:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T07:56:27.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWj9U66sl0c/TaTiAq4uAqI/AAAAAAAAGv8/D7_4V7S7CyY/s1600/182061_201233556554304_100000029837982_743816_2350264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWj9U66sl0c/TaTiAq4uAqI/AAAAAAAAGv8/D7_4V7S7CyY/s400/182061_201233556554304_100000029837982_743816_2350264_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594845138241061538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone hates it when we're neglected in one way or another, and im one of them like duh eh, who loves to get neglected? Ok with baby in anugerah, he's caught up with his busy schedule and im left alone but he never fails to remind me that he loves me alot and everything like that, yes i miss our time together. The time when we can go out and meet whenever i want, to watch movie and date around at seoul garden and roamed around anywhere around town together and all those stuff, i know sooner or later i can never hug and get intimate with you in public due to girl-fans and all, yes insecurities. Im lying if i say i don't give a shit about this eventhough people know how much i understand him and his situation now, of course he's my boyfriend for freaking sake, of course im insecure but all i gotta do i pray for him to love no one but only me and tell myself, that its gonna be over soon, just pray for the best cause its he's dreams and all. I know he can do it, i believe in me like no one else could. But it hurts alot when all i get is only 1-2 calls and texts from him cause as much as i want him by side but i can't, i can't and don't even get any calls or texts. The feeling of wanting to cry and breakdown at any minute like wherever i am, hurts me to bits when all my friends and even myself could do, was to understand and be patient. Im not unreasonable, but yes i do weap at night when sometimes it just felt as if im not his priority anymore. The feeling sucks to hell core shit ass fcuk thing please! But comforting myself telling my ownself that i can hold on, and i wanna be the one see-ing him soar to greater heights and be one star and all i could do is understand and be patient. And cry, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend had been the best throughout the months and i've been living with him for quite sometime and then in a split second there's lack of attention ): and im very upset about these but i just don't know how to let him know cause i just don't wanna stress him up after a long day of shoots and school. so moral of these post is ;fuck my feelings now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine when i start working, very soon and start to live with it. I will and i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vI5ISJp0WkM/TaTkzIij_TI/AAAAAAAAGwE/-kZiWI6vAYg/s1600/IMG_4001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vI5ISJp0WkM/TaTkzIij_TI/AAAAAAAAGwE/-kZiWI6vAYg/s400/IMG_4001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594848204217908530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " Baby, im home. Im like half dead ): but this half living human here still loves you. "&lt;br /&gt;" I hope you will bear with me and don't forget me. Sleep tight, i love you, always. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me cry with all those words anymore. I know you love to ensure me that you had never forget and love anyone else, just please don't say all these anymore. You make me cry so hard yesterday night thinking about the drift and these fuck feelings that isn't suppose to be here at all. Im trying hard enough to hold on and fake my smile while being apart from you, and you know im one strong girl. You know it, you know how i pull through back then, if i can back then, why not now? For you. I will and I can. I want you to believe in me that i can hold on to us like how i believed in you that you can achieve these dreams but never to forget me even in a second. Yes, i wanna cry so hard now typing these but im trying to not shed a tear at all.&lt;br /&gt;All i can say now is, i love you and i would never trade anyone, anything not even a million or a zillion dollars for you. Never would i. I love you more than anything else in the world and i want you to know that no one can ever beat my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Just please, don't forget me too through your busy moments. Not even a second, please (,:&lt;br /&gt;i love you boyfriend, truckloads. *kisses your forehead and then whispers; please don't leave me*&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/4317399511000565575-299767559212613315?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/299767559212613315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=299767559212613315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/299767559212613315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/299767559212613315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/everyone-hates-it-when-were-neglected.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SWj9U66sl0c/TaTiAq4uAqI/AAAAAAAAGv8/D7_4V7S7CyY/s72-c/182061_201233556554304_100000029837982_743816_2350264_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3965342816153945396</id><published>2011-04-06T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:53:09.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqPYaqu-Xtk/TZwb3oAUaEI/AAAAAAAAGv0/JVaHfZ618c0/s1600/tumblr_koegznORFu1qzfy6zo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqPYaqu-Xtk/TZwb3oAUaEI/AAAAAAAAGv0/JVaHfZ618c0/s400/tumblr_koegznORFu1qzfy6zo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592375479732824130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kcrbOf8WJg/TZwb3amfCSI/AAAAAAAAGvs/OmpesEvEJ_g/s1600/tumblr_ksjp0cz7aE1qzilpso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kcrbOf8WJg/TZwb3amfCSI/AAAAAAAAGvs/OmpesEvEJ_g/s400/tumblr_ksjp0cz7aE1qzilpso1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592375476134807842" 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/4317399511000565575-3965342816153945396?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3965342816153945396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3965342816153945396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3965342816153945396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3965342816153945396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqPYaqu-Xtk/TZwb3oAUaEI/AAAAAAAAGv0/JVaHfZ618c0/s72-c/tumblr_koegznORFu1qzfy6zo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5859416215320351968</id><published>2011-04-06T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:48:04.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJFSXVO3LS0/TZwaSPTghmI/AAAAAAAAGvk/yaul2cIVgug/s1600/190252_10150120966411941_541186940_6270835_1580388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJFSXVO3LS0/TZwaSPTghmI/AAAAAAAAGvk/yaul2cIVgug/s400/190252_10150120966411941_541186940_6270835_1580388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592373737935636066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii im back with a random post before i head out to town for my interview.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully dapat, Insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;Okay got alot to tell and share but so little time cause i don't wanna be late!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, meeting neya and than meeting our boyfriendsszxzxz over at town cause my bay wanna get something for himself, ah shopping lah tu konon. k ah.&lt;br /&gt;love you people. stay tune xoxo&lt;br /&gt;keep on reading okay, yay formspring me :D&lt;br /&gt;love you people muahszxzx&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/4317399511000565575-5859416215320351968?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5859416215320351968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5859416215320351968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5859416215320351968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5859416215320351968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/hiiiiiiiiiiiiii-im-back-with-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MJFSXVO3LS0/TZwaSPTghmI/AAAAAAAAGvk/yaul2cIVgug/s72-c/190252_10150120966411941_541186940_6270835_1580388_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1270491529725818443</id><published>2011-04-06T06:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T06:24:50.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May-lover &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hella sexy,  loves sex n making luv, tends to be SOOOOO hott!! Active and dynamic.  Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to  oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling,  friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous.  Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends.  Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving,  motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes  sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;NOVEMBER=SWEETIE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn  and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts.  Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings.  Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation.  Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain).  Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in  the ear and neck.. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing.  Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home.  Restless. having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1270491529725818443?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1270491529725818443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1270491529725818443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1270491529725818443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1270491529725818443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/04/may-lover-hella-sexy-loves-sex-n-making.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8704809025143944382</id><published>2011-03-31T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:39:33.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NahuzAUVgIQ/TZQbU-PxBaI/AAAAAAAAGvc/DDT2G67uZ0E/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NahuzAUVgIQ/TZQbU-PxBaI/AAAAAAAAGvc/DDT2G67uZ0E/s400/IMG_0500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590123084594087330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was never a strong person back then, never was but shits happened. Feelings changed and same goes to my mindset. Became wiser in making choices and became a much more stronger person that no one can even hold me down. Despise guys who hurts my own community, it makes me feel like stepping on their faces at times, they make me loses my respect on them as a guy. I wonder why at times guys can just like in a snap can just forgets about the girl that they loved onced? Like even when they've been through like almost everything? im not saying that its always had been the guys giving shits to the girls or to my ladies, but majority of them does it than the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i see, thats what i hear. But you think the other way around, than just twist everything to the ladies alright. This is my opinion of what i see and heard throughout my life. How do you people do it ? Like move on so fast? Like some people, they can just sit down and be all down and sober, whining and crying about the past, how hard it is to move on. like everywhere you go is just his/her features but the other party just don't seem to care? I mean like what's happening? Don't you even have any heart ? Like why? Why suddenly the fading thing just came by or something? And yes im here to ask. How can you people just  somehow in a snap can just fall for someone that you just knew? Like make it 2 months, compared to knowing your own lover for like 2 years? And than, leave them crying, hanging. Just get me right alright, if you have the intention to leave, better off leave and never come back. just leave. Don't be sucka a freaking asshole and simply text up the other party one fine day, saying you miss her/him or that kinda of bullshit, like come on dude, you chose to leave then by right leave her/him. The other party had enough alright, enough of the words, the hurt feelings and whatever, the cursing. The person is trying his/her best to move on, even a minute counts. One of your freaking word, even HI can means alot to us, when things had ended. You know how hurting it is, when you just want that person to be there like the past and he/she just wouldn't wanna be there? Like then the person that you knew for years, simply became someone you never ever wanna know? it hurts. I know.&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why sometimes i just don't wanna be in a relationship, its just hurting at times.&lt;br /&gt;But then, all these is just a saying. You will move on, You will come across a person, that makes you feel just nice, just a whole lot better. Was there for you through everything, and than you'll be like no, its too soon. Yeah i know it, i get it. Take your time, and than one day you'll realise, with you getting all down with all those cryings and everything and all those bullshits, the other party just don't care. Their way happier with their lives, all rounded up with smiles and laughters while you're just there. Answer me. What for? What for cry for a person that is not worth it ? So if you're trying to tell me, he's worth it? Tell me what is so worthy about him when he actually left you for another btch? Ok some of them aren't a btch, but most of them are. Tell me, if he were to come back, will he love you like before? Ok don't tell me, everyone deserves a second chance, yes i believe in that too. But the question is you. Everyone knows trust in an important factor in a relationship. So before everything starts again, the question is in you. Will you ever trust him like bfore? Once bitten twice shy. Everything happens for a reason. Don't let it pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;instead, stand up. show him that you can leave without him. You can't leave without him? Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I can. I've been in a worse case scenario ever, in a major breakup due to a third party too in a 2 years 5 months relationship, but i can. i moved on because i chose to move on and relax and watch him. But god is fair, god listen, god knows. He suffered, worst than how i did. I thank god for being there for me. Karma, i believed in karma. It's only a btch if we are. It's a matter of how we handle everything, how we chose to lead of lives, how we chose to think about everything. And i know whenever we tend to sit down sometimes, i know memories. Distract yourself. Fight againts your weakness. Knowing that doing that particular things like eg; sitting alone, watching movies you've watched together, his/her pictures, everything about them, avoid yourself from doing so. Distract yourself. Do something else. Seriously, it works. Look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. God wants you to be stronger person, cause he knows you're not. God wants him/her to leave you cause god has a better person for you, just for you in life ahead. But im not saying it's gonna be easy, no nothing is easy. It's just a matter of time. Don't force yourself to get into a relationship just to forget about the person. Let it come naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Your time will come, time. It takes time.&lt;br /&gt;it's not worth it. Be happy, let the person realise that you're way better off happier.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy people.&lt;br /&gt;And now, i love my life, i love my boyfriend who loves and treats me like one angel.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best bay, i love you.&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/4317399511000565575-8704809025143944382?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8704809025143944382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8704809025143944382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8704809025143944382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8704809025143944382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-never-strong-person-back-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NahuzAUVgIQ/TZQbU-PxBaI/AAAAAAAAGvc/DDT2G67uZ0E/s72-c/IMG_0500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7735977018438434601</id><published>2011-03-27T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:45:46.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suddenly i feel very much neglected that somehow i've lost your attention, yes that very attention you used to give me almost everytime, whenever we're together. But somehow i've lost it, just somewhere. But insyaallah, i'll hold on to us and we'll make it through together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's like we're on the same roof but you're there and im here? Try to get me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im trying my best to let this feeling out cause since i don't wish to call anyone to disturb their sunday night now, so i have only this site to let everything out. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im feeling very much miserable since yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow i just feel as if i lost my bestfriend in you like we've promised that no matter how attached we are with each other, deep down we're still gonna share every little secrets together, about almost anything. But somehow, now i just don't know why i just can't do it with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why? I kept on asking myself this questions repeatedly but i can't seem to find the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's like i can't let this feeling out to you cause afraid that you might find me just miserable but i just hope one day you would just understand how this feel. I didn't ask god or even anyone in this whole universe to make me feel this way now, but just somehow...you're just caught up with something else. just something else that makes me think that i lost you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is it just me or is it really how things goes in our relationship? im not sure either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wished i could cry so bad and let everything out and make myself feel better but i can't. cause i don't wish for you to know anything, im afraid you might think im unreasonable, and im like totally ridiculous, afraid you'll be like ' why didn't you tried telling me what you feel? what must you hide things to yourself? dont nonsense you know that kinda thing.  '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wished i could let it out, i wished i could just let you know how hard and hurting it is to have the lack of attention from you, different from the attention you've given me through these months. it's different and i know it cause you've been pampering and i feel it so don't tell me im ridiculous. why? im just afraid. i have nothing else to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe its just me feeling superbly cranky, so i'll just take a day off from this feelings, run away by sleeping and hoping i'll much better tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But wait a minute! haven't i been feeling these god damn feelings since like then? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nevermind, i'll pray for the best. help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7735977018438434601?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7735977018438434601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7735977018438434601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7735977018438434601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7735977018438434601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/suddenly-i-feel-very-much-neglected.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3832894208066444376</id><published>2011-03-24T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:56:15.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVNwDVoDEyk/TYs8XIK3q-I/AAAAAAAAGvU/JxatM_LImUc/s1600/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVNwDVoDEyk/TYs8XIK3q-I/AAAAAAAAGvU/JxatM_LImUc/s400/IMG_0597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587626130710965218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heyooooooooooooo, im back again for another random update. so now im currently on my bed all set and ready to head out to meet bay, and the rest. But will be waiting for mama to get home cause its been quite sometime since the day we talked cause busy with lotsa things. So yeah, sleeping over at bay's place today and hear him practice all night long, yay NOT chey tak eh.&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know what bag to bring -.- and yes, im having issues with the tenants that are living in my house and they're like one piece of shitszxzxz people, just die better! fcukers.&lt;br /&gt;im currently on twitter and facebook. and facebook is getting boring and i don't know why ah.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, later on i'll be clarifying some shits to some people out there that loves to poke people and say shits when the person actually did not? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Very hungry and i seriously can't wait for mama to get home fast ! and i wanna change my layout so bad to a much nicer and simpler one! yay but gotta take time till i dont know when cause i won't have the time to do it at bay's place -.- die kan sebok. mati bagus chey.&lt;br /&gt;okay here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, shits happened, tweets and all and strangers told me that SHE told her that she's refering to me on her tweets so i got mad, exaggerate through my blog to let her know cause i can never contact her, my prepaid is low. And than tweets again here and there saying things like she's not refering to me but another girl. And thats her conversation with her bf ex so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;That is seriously my fault, yes im sorry for that. only.&lt;br /&gt;So people, followers whats your motive?&lt;br /&gt;Just let us be. she's leading her life, and im leading mine.&lt;br /&gt;stop telling me things about her, her tweets knowing that i'll get mad easily about it.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to ignore and let it be and let everything fall that way, thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Dont let us get into a huge arguement even with another person in it.&lt;br /&gt;i believed because she's so called close to this follower and this follower told me that she told her so i believed. ok im dumb at this part, sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;just stop it okay, stalkers or whatever you call yourself.&lt;br /&gt;just stop telling her about me and stop telling me about her, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;we're fine like this, apart. Thats all we're happy these way alright. so fcuk it.&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/4317399511000565575-3832894208066444376?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3832894208066444376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3832894208066444376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3832894208066444376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3832894208066444376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/heyooooooooooooo-im-back-again-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DVNwDVoDEyk/TYs8XIK3q-I/AAAAAAAAGvU/JxatM_LImUc/s72-c/IMG_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6041988023401191632</id><published>2011-03-23T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T01:47:47.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku takleh message, takleh call.&lt;br /&gt;that's why aku tak respond kat kau nyeh message.&lt;br /&gt;senang cakap, bile kau free kau text jayjay atau nurul, dorang tahu macam mane nak get through aku. Senang jumpe berbual, malas nak berbual panjang lebar dengan orang macam kau.&lt;br /&gt;aku tak payah nak berbual ade care dengan kau pasal aku tak suke kau and kau pun pompan takde care so tak payah nak step gaduh tak manis, ni bukan gaduh ni nak berbual.&lt;br /&gt;tkmu ye ye kat cyber, penat ah layan. jumpe kay one day.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward gile ah.&lt;br /&gt;chey nanti cakap aku boast pulak -.- kimak&lt;br /&gt;kau jangan step baik message aku pasal nak baik baik sume, and jangan pikey aku tak tau ape kau letak dekat twitter and cakap dengan mataer kau nyeh ex tkmu masuk campur.&lt;br /&gt;thats why aku cakap kau berbual tak serupe buat, ye ye rabak cakap dont drag anyone in this matter check check file twitter berbual. lanjiao. jumpe je ah k senang. yay&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/4317399511000565575-6041988023401191632?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6041988023401191632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6041988023401191632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6041988023401191632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6041988023401191632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/aku-takleh-message-takleh-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4563190929546621000</id><published>2011-03-18T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:34:02.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb05hDz6ghg/TYMlkOGh5XI/AAAAAAAAGvM/g-uTDIbgFk4/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb05hDz6ghg/TYMlkOGh5XI/AAAAAAAAGvM/g-uTDIbgFk4/s400/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585349267060548978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i can't believe i miss bay alot cause guess what, throughout the months being together, there isn't a time whereby we're parted for 3 days! okay i know im a nood but i just can't believe it, i was suppose to meet bay yesterday but i just missed the last train so i simply gave it a miss and meet him today (: I miss him alot, like very much that i even replay his cover umpteen times. ):&lt;br /&gt;Sad story right? cb ah. it hurts when we had a slight tiff yesterday but than he called apologising before i did when i actually want too, see makes me miss him more! bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;So i can't wait to meet him later.&lt;br /&gt;and yay me, bay just called, macam tau ah kau aku berbual pasal kau! chey.&lt;br /&gt;Bay is down with sore throat, oh myyyyyyy and tomorrow is audition! shit.&lt;br /&gt;how how how ? ): shall make him drink tons of warm water. ):&lt;br /&gt;okay i really needa do some chores before i head down to his place.&lt;br /&gt;I love you bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, love you readers too.&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/4317399511000565575-4563190929546621000?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4563190929546621000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4563190929546621000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4563190929546621000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4563190929546621000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-cant-believe-i-miss-bay-alot-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb05hDz6ghg/TYMlkOGh5XI/AAAAAAAAGvM/g-uTDIbgFk4/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6301371443587428825</id><published>2011-03-17T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:59:43.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq4u-vi9aT4/TYHBjbsUmII/AAAAAAAAGvE/AofhyT6t18o/s1600/yunni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq4u-vi9aT4/TYHBjbsUmII/AAAAAAAAGvE/AofhyT6t18o/s400/yunni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584957827389364354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrCxCLbiCOQ/TYHA0Fy0wRI/AAAAAAAAGu8/q4-MaXBdRds/s1600/IMG_3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrCxCLbiCOQ/TYHA0Fy0wRI/AAAAAAAAGu8/q4-MaXBdRds/s400/IMG_3651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584957014057206034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvt6MirOknM/TYHAzyGxNtI/AAAAAAAAGu0/gCkwkuECjgw/s1600/IMG_3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvt6MirOknM/TYHAzyGxNtI/AAAAAAAAGu0/gCkwkuECjgw/s400/IMG_3649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584957008772150994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok since you've confessed about whatever shit feelings you're having in these friendship and now that's the reason why im here ranting those shits out alright. So before i answer and rant shits out here, better get it right, im just stating facts and whatever i spout out here is simply what i feel and what i see, and im not picking any fight or arguements but if you're unhappy with me about what im about to say, by all means, text me/ call me whatever, we meet up and we'll take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yeah, you're asking where you had went wrong? What did you eventually did that makes this happened right ? So yeah, now im telling you what you had eventually did.&lt;br /&gt;Ok first it was my fault, yes my fault for not wishing jay on her birthday remember? it all started there. But i apologise and make it up to her and than i go on posting on each walls asking for a meetup after so long but i was ignored, remember? Soon after i realise that everyone was ignoring, i ignored too. But than, i saw fcuked status about me here and there, no no don't ever had that mindset wanting to let people know that you're not refering to me cause i know how you play the god damn game. Because i've seen how you rolled and ended me picking up every little shits of yours, okay. i'll let you know later on, so moving on.&lt;br /&gt;And than sooner, i saw twitter shits about me and my fellow friends and i was unhappy about it, i wanted to meetup but fellow friends told me not to. get me?&lt;br /&gt;So it started there when i got so unhappy with you and the others. ok? just let me go on and remind you every shits that happened in case it slipped off your mind. alright? okay.&lt;br /&gt;And than, it stopped and you people apologised indirectly through statues. okay fine that's not how i roll, but nevermind that. But the others did apologised but they didn't say that they're out of this, but you did. Let me ask you, you started the game, you started the fire like as if you thought i won't know whatever you posted in twitter and than you're telling you're out of this? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay than moving on, days passed, weeks passed and suddenly pooffff im in school.&lt;br /&gt;remember? i saw you freakin reaction that you're shocked to see me in school, and than there you go with the people laughing blabla, and let me tell you, before you wanna lie, make sure you know who you're lying too like as if we're never close? Im sure there's a bitching session going on but i never wanna confront and assume because i know you would just go on like ' asal terase ? ' ? Tell me you never ever say that before? i dare you. ok go on, i went twitter and say your bitching session with an anon ( i don't wish to spout names since you don't want others to interfere) so yeah, saying shits like ' eh die datang skola, beli number ' correct me if im wrong? alright.&lt;br /&gt;I got so irritated, i posted shits and you terase too, so tell me if you didn't do anything, why would you feel the pinch right? And than so. now you're rating things like you're in your own world when these kinda shots was hit by you, okay let me tell you, i feel you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats how i got shot by all your shits back then when i was leading life with my bf and friends with my own world. So yes, god saw, heard my prayers and there you go, karma.&lt;br /&gt;I know you believe in that, like you've said before, karma is a bitch only if you are. So there you go. Don't blame others. And now you're ranthing things like you didn't stop anyone from becoming friends with anyone right? But we girls know how you play it, easy! cyber.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with jay and nurul cause somehow they felt as if they missed me after so long, after the arguement and everything, so yeah, they make it up to me by sitting down letting me explain every shit that had happened. And guess what, i thought everything had come to an end whereby you lead your life and i lead mine but hey, i was surprised that my name was so nice that it was always in your mouth every single minute. But thanks, honestly at least someone is talking about me. Every single hangout, there isn't a minute where by you don't talk about me? So now what?&lt;br /&gt;Even over at littlest thing, you can just brag and talk about it like there's no tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if im wrong, i dare you. yes, straight on your screen now, i dare you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me no? think back.&lt;br /&gt;What about the bikini thang? Dont bullshit me telling me you didn't talk about it. oh memory failure? come, let me remind you. ' yanna kalau pergi sentosa slalu bikini sama? ' heard this line before? Oh yeah , maybe you do, cause it comes from you. Don't tell me no before we have a table talk. So think. And yes, now you're ranting things like you believed that it's not right to drag someone in these matter right? oh so called this friendship. oh good than, but haven't you did it before? No? Let me remind you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay had stopped school long long time ago before i did, and let me ask you, how in the freaking god damn hell did the our classmates got to know about it if you hadn't been talking? Don't tell me no. I had proof, i have witness but since you've said you don't wish to drag anyone, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;How in the freaking hell did our god damn classmates got to know? im asking you.&lt;br /&gt;how did me and that person got into a cyber fight if she hadn't know anything about me and you and why must she felt the pinch when i posted something? Cause she knows and its because my name had always been your mouth. Yes, triple yes(es) about the offended thingy about your twitter and everything, and now you're saying that you're gone for good? i correct you, it's not only offended, it's irritated plus anger plus all those kinda anger emotions, because why? you love twitting about people, being sarcastic about everything. Let me tell you, you did great. Congratulations but thats not how i roll. I don't play sarcasm. you dislike every shits that i said, come. im waiting to meet you just straight on the face and im telling you, im waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless us? why not bless you? Dont tell me you don't roll with cyber thing. Want me to remind you. Still fresh in my head anyway. you fought with june(one of the classmates) during our first year in school, and june confronted in class remember? i was there, jay was there, everyone was there. She shouted, but you sat down keeping all quiet. Why did she got so angry? because she saw your shit rants about her on your blog. Cyber? isn't it ? But the thing is, why didn't you stood up and tell her what you evemtually wrote on your blog? Why must i ? Knowing that standing up for you was a no use thing cause they had witnesses &amp;amp; proofs, i still did cause you were my friend, my good friend back then. I still did knowing that i would lose points in that matter cause i couldn't bare to see her shouting at you when all you did was keeping hush ? correct me if im wrong. im stating facts, i don't pretend being some goody good angel in cyber, i don't put sparkly words on my blog to hide everything and be somebody else. Straight on the face, thats how you roll. Because all your rants and tweets are all about you telling others about you giving in whatever craps when actually you did all the talking. Right? And than remember you broke up and was with someone and than his ex girlfriend was like one psycho and you were unhappy about it, but let me ask you where did you actually had an arguement with her? Nevermind, let me answer that, cyber.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up me fighting with her and her mum outside class, shouting and everything, picking up every shits that you did. Because you were my friend. i told you, to meet her and settle everything, why didn't you? Saying that you'll end up in a fight? Excuses. So what? At that point of time, you were standing up for your happiness but why didn't you? But i did. I stood up for you cause you were my friend, let me repeat that, my friend. my good friend. Cause all i wanted was to see you happy, not go on and argue with him over his psychotic ex girlfriend. Im not trying to win point, but reminding you how it reminds me of now and then, you play the same old same game. It's tiring, maybe you can try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bullshit me telling me you wanted to give in and wanted us to realise and fight?&lt;br /&gt;Realise? Do you even realise what you had talked about all along? Do you realise that we had been friends for so long?  Do you realise you had been backstabbing me throughout the time? Do you even realise that you had been talking about me to some people that are not suppose to be in the picture? Do you even god damn realise that you had spoting every single bits about me and make a huge fuss over it eg, the bikini thang? What? What is it that you want from me and from other's life? What? Answer me what. Give in? It's not giving in, it's you apologising about what you had done. I had never bitched about you to my boyfriend like you did. Bitching and sharing is 2 different words. And i bet you know it. Fight for these friendship? Friendship? Let me ask you these, do you even know whats friendship? And you choose friends. And you know why you do? You only choose those who roll like you, cyber. Is it ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i typed this without hesitation, without feeling sorry without any worries of losing someone like you. Im glad i did. Enough is enough. Don't play pretend, enough. Aren't you tired playing all these 2-face rolls kinda thing? Both cyber and reality. You can only fool, fools. Those that doesn't have their own mindset, those that will listen to others without knowing true facts. Now here's the facts. I don't tell people around me about our issues just for the sake of having tons of friends. Yes, tons of people know it, you have lotsa friends. Thousands of friends but let me tell you, only 1 or 2 is true. I had my say, im done. Just correct me if im wrong alright. Im done.&lt;br /&gt;I mean we're done. We're happy, are you? Bless us, i think bless you.&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/4317399511000565575-6301371443587428825?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6301371443587428825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6301371443587428825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6301371443587428825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6301371443587428825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/ok-since-youve-confessed-about-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq4u-vi9aT4/TYHBjbsUmII/AAAAAAAAGvE/AofhyT6t18o/s72-c/yunni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-789999822593822020</id><published>2011-03-17T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:21:31.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuQUS__Nv4/TYGxy9TEBvI/AAAAAAAAGus/uctNujlSdAQ/s1600/183255_201233676554292_100000029837982_743819_1615812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuQUS__Nv4/TYGxy9TEBvI/AAAAAAAAGus/uctNujlSdAQ/s400/183255_201233676554292_100000029837982_743819_1615812_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584940501922219762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't know why but im feeling rather shitty now, like i mean very shitty so seriously! this post would be a little too draggy so you readers don't really have to read it but as you wish though.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know i have this kinda feelings, so readers if you feel me, please help me solve this problem im having, it's not a problem actually, i think i have mental disease. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i tend to get so sad and sober cause like my bf wouldn't call me like every single minute, kay not to that extend maybe, maybe like to check up on me? Get me here? on track?&lt;br /&gt;okay good, like i mean yes my prepaid is low, i know kental pakai prepaid, but nevermind, but i don't eventually get random texts, ok i get it but not like recently, and i don't know what the hell is wrong with my bf, he don't text me anymore and it hurts me to bitszxzxz and i can cry and i mean now!!! i don't know why he doesn't do that anymore, and whenever he calls its just like ' ya ok b im here and im there, im on my way home ok love you ' and that's it for the day :(&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, it's 2 days since we've met and yeah, im not saying that we should meet every single day like other couples do, but he said he missed me alot, but i don't feel like he do now and then.&lt;br /&gt;it's like i miss him alot that i can cry but he is like, ok i miss you too baby, and when i say alot and he'll be like i miss you more kinda thing, yes like layankan :(&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, if you don't miss me as much, just don't say you do so i won't eventually feel like ' eh siala die rindu aku byk jugak ah ' you know that feeling? sucks man i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk whatever feelings im having now okay, i know im cranky, VERY cranky yes i admit now!&lt;br /&gt;but to hell with it, im having mixed emotions currently, like i miss him but to hell with it too! and i don't care and i don't wish to meet him, fcuk it, i wanna hangout with my girlfriends tonight and have slumber party! But one side of me just say, diana he's tired of work, he miss you as much as you do, he mean it but he doesn't show it and blabla shits like that.&lt;br /&gt;okay fcuk ego okay readers, i know my ego is bigger than my head, but so what?&lt;br /&gt;Like as if any other girls tkde ego like that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, the feeling when you posted something on his wall and he just simply likes it, and worst still ignore it because he'll be like ' eh my gf posted something on my wall, oh okay then ' kinda issues, sumpah aku macam nak rembat sia. i mean like then, you thought ' okay he didn't log in his fb because your bf don't really change his status so you don't eventually know when he checked in unless you see notifications on his walls like he commented on someone's status or better still update his status. But unlike my bf he doesn't update his status regularly like some bfs do, but than whenever i post something on his wall, and than another person like his mates commented on top, he'll reply to them and not mine? you know like im not trying to be unreasonable you see, i get along with his mates like brotherszxz cause most of them are my mates too, so it's not jealousy, like come on just put yourself in my shoes sial? Like some other guys just post on wall just right above yours and than i'll ignore or just LIKE that wall post and than go on replying to my friends that had just posted on wall above you? Tak ke irritating? sumpah. Ok i'll start to not post on his wall and ignore, see how that feels kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i told you im cranky when it comes to this but hey, i feel much better cause yeah, been feeling this for the past few days and worst still, me and bay don't really like talk on the phone for hours kinda thing, we talk for minutes like 5 and than we hung up cause he simply dislike going on the phone for hours and i got used to that since we've bestfriends till we dated and now -.-&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, still im very cranky, adding to hungerrrr plus i don't know what, im feeling 80% fcuked up so please dont test me. i swear im gonna shout at you. so long readers.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/4317399511000565575-789999822593822020?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/789999822593822020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=789999822593822020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/789999822593822020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/789999822593822020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-know-why-but-im-feeling-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0AuQUS__Nv4/TYGxy9TEBvI/AAAAAAAAGus/uctNujlSdAQ/s72-c/183255_201233676554292_100000029837982_743819_1615812_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1391913922629974385</id><published>2011-03-16T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:02:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGiHFN8Wct0/TYBrzNG00KI/AAAAAAAAGuk/lOlUY8hS3H4/s1600/184199_10150120261341941_541186940_6265675_5906176_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGiHFN8Wct0/TYBrzNG00KI/AAAAAAAAGuk/lOlUY8hS3H4/s400/184199_10150120261341941_541186940_6265675_5906176_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584582065375203490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im back updating this site again. so yay me for being so goody good wanting to update! so i had been staying at home for the past two days, putting aside slacking, i mean like had not been meeting bay and sleepover i mean. And that means, my current feeling is i miss bay alot that i feel like asking him to stop work now and meet me ! that's it.&lt;br /&gt;It's pouring so bad earlier on that we had continuous thunder and lightings and it seriously frightens the hell out of me and got me praying in bed, so scared :/ i was like praying hoping god would all protect us and hoping he would give us mercy and not suddenly have anything going on to this world, cause im not ready yet. And i know not even anyone is right? :X scary shit i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Ok im craving for pizzahut and kfc so bad and im saying this because i really am craving for it so bad like really ah. oh ya, im super hungry now but im lazy to whip up anything cause now that the rain has stop and that makes the weather so chilly, i guess its time for me to sleep backkkkk, chey no. i seriously wanna eat so i think shall update a little more and than i'll be off, soon lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bay still owes me a photoshoot outing and im still waiting, i hope he's reading these and realise that he had been paitau-ing me since i don't know when due to lazyness, cb punye gemok. mati bagus, chey no. Almost everyone, i mean not all, most of them are so excited about 19th, okay relaxszxzxz-ing ah. I mean, i wanna go too, but i don't put any high hopes lah, just sit back and hope that it doesn't pour, hopefully ah. And ya, i got so worried sick cause bay was eventually working earlier on when it started to pour that bad seriously, i gave him a call sounded  like one baby, and i don't know why cause come on, which gf isn't worried, he's working at marina bay and it's at the 57th level, yes right at the top working. So worried what :/ miss him somemore. cb betul.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, good news, i've received the mp3 for my RESTU recording with bay the other day, remember? yay, but just waiting for the video to be recorded, soon lah i think?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my bay would be joining anugerah this year, and i just hope and pray he would make it through this 19th too. Hope it'll not slip off his mind, since he had been working je these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'll update very soon later on alright.&lt;br /&gt;quick update for you babies for now, i shall rant on my shits later on.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune xoxo! love you&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/4317399511000565575-1391913922629974385?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1391913922629974385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1391913922629974385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1391913922629974385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1391913922629974385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-back-updating-this-site-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGiHFN8Wct0/TYBrzNG00KI/AAAAAAAAGuk/lOlUY8hS3H4/s72-c/184199_10150120261341941_541186940_6265675_5906176_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8016895020738595456</id><published>2011-03-14T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:15:23.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;eh hiiiiii, im back seriously im back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know you readers miss me alot cheyyy tak eh :p i miss you blogging, i miss you readers reading my blog too ): good thing is that i really had been enjoying my life with bay and fellow brothers and also had been spending my time with my wonderful babygirls like girlfriends from anywhere both the olds and the new(s) but both are equally the bombszxzx and i love all of them to bitszxz. okay so to my readers, i seriously apologise for the lack of updates in my blog, seriously i really am sorry cause i've got too caught up with my personal life than i seriously abandoned my cyber. im sorry again :/ will try my best to update to maintain my number of readers okay abeh korang bace pun tak tag what :/ i also think my blog is dead kan ): okay nevermind that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So currently im very active in twitter with the help of bay's phone cause being sucha lovable sweetheart, he downloaded the new version of twitbird expecially for me to update my twitter since he knows im active there since i've renew-ed my twitter account, ok best! so please get through me there if you notice there's lack of update here, cause with twitbird i can eventually update anytime and everywhere i go so ya.  Ok so how's life been people? :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so basically im looking for  job currently, but maybe not into retail maybe, i don't know yet. i wanna save up and continue studies in my kind of interest already :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have plans to do but financial is the issue here now, thats why i needa work and save up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post maybe a little draggy but nevermind that, and sorry im using bay's macbook so since im not used to macbook, maybe not yet, i don't know why i can't save my picture, ok i admit, noob gile babi but takpe ah! heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok people had been asking me to do a recording with bf, ok i've got to admit that i've done a couple of song but i don't wish to post it up on cyber cause i don't know why but i have this kinda thing is inside me that makes me wanna puke everytime when i hear my own voice, macam jantan, bodoh kay tkpe. Currently im on twitter &amp;amp; facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, follow me at @dianatiqah. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, im selling off a purple tie dye jumper that is so nice but i don't know when to use it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's free size and its brand new, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do let me know if you're interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mail me alright? &lt;a href="mailto:diana-atiqah@hotmail.com"&gt;diana-atiqah@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will seriously do a very proper post again with lotsa pictures when i reach home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause now, im rotting at bay's crib with his mama &amp;amp; baby brother cause he's out working now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bay, cepat balek. boring ah kau takde ):&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course, i love you readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tune! xoxo, diana sayang korang yay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8016895020738595456?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8016895020738595456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8016895020738595456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8016895020738595456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8016895020738595456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/eh-hiiiiii-im-back-seriously-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5990498606666127965</id><published>2011-03-01T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:06:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8Np1RR9Flw/TWy1J0s_fkI/AAAAAAAAGuc/ht-GdWvZNoE/s1600/IMG_7965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8Np1RR9Flw/TWy1J0s_fkI/AAAAAAAAGuc/ht-GdWvZNoE/s400/IMG_7965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579033218776006210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ehhhhhhhhhhhhh sup, im back. i know i've abandoned this space for quite sometime and yeah, i miss you blogggggggggggy. ok i've activated back my twitter and this time im active there too. Threesome! My blog, twitter &amp;amp; facebook too and yes, i've joined this face model contest for fun but just hoping that i'll win. heh heh. for fun lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, life is getting better than ever and im lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tomorrow is another day to party and chill again with the mates and yes, i love them all.&lt;br /&gt;Things are going on fine between me and bay, doing oh so good ! love you bay &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;yes, im heading off to bay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ place to sleepover tonight after so long i think? heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Yay mama was being sucha sweety pie that she decided to get me my oh so long dah lame nak tu bag soon, transferinggggggggg moneyyyy this afternoon. yay can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;okay bragging again. Oh yes, i have another shoot this thursday with raimy and bay somewhere i dont know where it is but raimy makes it sounds to interesting! Im working soon i think! yay!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, im heading out to have dinner with some friends and than head over to bf's place !&lt;br /&gt;ok so overall, im lovin my life and everyone apart of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update a proper post very soon okay once im at bay's place i will.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will. will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye heading to vivo for dinner with some friends and than i'll update at night.&lt;br /&gt;follow me at twitter alright. @dianatiqah (:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5990498606666127965?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5990498606666127965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5990498606666127965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5990498606666127965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5990498606666127965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/03/ehhhhhhhhhhhhh-sup-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8Np1RR9Flw/TWy1J0s_fkI/AAAAAAAAGuc/ht-GdWvZNoE/s72-c/IMG_7965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5648328984751682419</id><published>2011-02-24T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T19:19:26.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj76tXarzZk/TWY625HckTI/AAAAAAAAGuM/sKpAdF99dW4/s1600/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj76tXarzZk/TWY625HckTI/AAAAAAAAGuM/sKpAdF99dW4/s400/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577209903264338226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama's birthday is tomorrow and i still don't know and wonder what i needa get for her!&lt;br /&gt;best ah :/ ok yesterday was hell fun at zirca anyway. now im currently waiting for mama to get home with my lunch cums dinner! im only awake earlier on at 6pm, tak kelaka sia -.-&lt;br /&gt;oka im very excited for saturday cause bay wanna bring me out to movie ( k macam tak pernah)&lt;br /&gt;nehh i mean i think its been quite sometime since we watch another movie and also because im very excited cause i heard the movie is awesome! So cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;ok hang on, i signed in my blogger and somehow i have followers O.o&lt;br /&gt;now blog can have followers already ah? :D so best like tumblr already ah!&lt;br /&gt;yay cepaaaaaaaaat follow me!&lt;br /&gt;ok thank god i still have some people confessing that they still read my blog, thank god i still have readers, still. k sayang korang ah &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another friday eventually, so plan is to hit somewhere to just have some birthday food feast with de familiaaaaaaaaaaaszxzxzx and than afterwhich i don't know where to head too -.- ok i've been saying that i needa head to school for quite sometime but i didn't. i think i needa head down on monday cause i need to settle some errands seriously.&lt;br /&gt;bay is working tomorrow and so that means he can't tag along for the family feast thingy -.-&lt;br /&gt;always macam gitu pe&lt;br /&gt;k ah, i'll update tonight again okay! yay bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLiypdRiruY/TWY9tr1B5AI/AAAAAAAAGuU/TeZnfGGYB20/s1600/165635_10150094261846941_541186940_5978375_2698470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLiypdRiruY/TWY9tr1B5AI/AAAAAAAAGuU/TeZnfGGYB20/s400/165635_10150094261846941_541186940_5978375_2698470_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577213043613492226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had been the best and will always be the best among the rest &lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Will always be the one i love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Bay, you're the reason why i shine despite being in all condition, be it on my classy days or even through chronic times. You've been my sense of hope and inspiration and i love you for everything that you've done for me. i love you bay eventhough you always love to squeeze my face and ya, always want to geram with me :/ k ah love you pe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y13DvlVsURk/TWY6r5bSM-I/AAAAAAAAGuE/DGsNLbuW8mo/s1600/167324_10150096150846941_541186940_6007872_7208120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5648328984751682419?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5648328984751682419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5648328984751682419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5648328984751682419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5648328984751682419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/mamas-birthday-is-tomorrow-and-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rj76tXarzZk/TWY625HckTI/AAAAAAAAGuM/sKpAdF99dW4/s72-c/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7886699184159049626</id><published>2011-02-22T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:16:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He03FSFrQ24/TWNGcOZ24pI/AAAAAAAAGt8/pL8AFhzLirM/s1600/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He03FSFrQ24/TWNGcOZ24pI/AAAAAAAAGt8/pL8AFhzLirM/s400/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576378214331638418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3HJuwC4BTZE/TWNGUIuY9RI/AAAAAAAAGt0/_OC75OLr1MA/s1600/182863_201233419887651_100000029837982_743813_8278095_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-gmr5q-NkU/TWNGLZ6YarI/AAAAAAAAGts/9hrtBG0k5xw/s1600/tumblr_kysi8gaZvF1qzhdtio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-gmr5q-NkU/TWNGLZ6YarI/AAAAAAAAGts/9hrtBG0k5xw/s400/tumblr_kysi8gaZvF1qzhdtio1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576377925363067570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiskNM1PiLM/TWNGLEYy3FI/AAAAAAAAGtk/fo1_VOs9FCg/s1600/tumblr_ksnruuE7DF1qzilpso1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiskNM1PiLM/TWNGLEYy3FI/AAAAAAAAGtk/fo1_VOs9FCg/s400/tumblr_ksnruuE7DF1qzilpso1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576377919585049682" 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/4317399511000565575-7886699184159049626?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7886699184159049626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7886699184159049626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7886699184159049626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7886699184159049626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He03FSFrQ24/TWNGcOZ24pI/AAAAAAAAGt8/pL8AFhzLirM/s72-c/182880_201234083220918_100000029837982_743827_3577057_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5062465136826736083</id><published>2011-02-22T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:08:52.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WM8KDkn4pf4/TWNCAe3VYoI/AAAAAAAAGtU/UQXUqfH1pM0/s1600/IMG_6752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WM8KDkn4pf4/TWNCAe3VYoI/AAAAAAAAGtU/UQXUqfH1pM0/s400/IMG_6752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576373339667391106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok i met my girls yesterday night over at lot for a short while before jay go off for work at midnight but it sure was hell out fun talking ever forever crapshit and all those laughters. My sisters were with me too and thats a plus point. ok i know you're wondering who is my sisters, of course it's nana, ain and kak nor. ok sayang korang &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ so then jay needa head off to work and minutes after ain and kak nor needa go off home, nurul did the same.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the night ah, best pe. babi korang semua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0y7giK7bBac/TWNBfTd5TtI/AAAAAAAAGtM/tNSvpGs4o7E/s1600/DSCF1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0y7giK7bBac/TWNBfTd5TtI/AAAAAAAAGtM/tNSvpGs4o7E/s400/DSCF1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576372769672220370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danny&amp;amp;Nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4OgHdm3ljM/TWNBfVAsoPI/AAAAAAAAGtE/2KY10wsUcT4/s1600/DSCF1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4OgHdm3ljM/TWNBfVAsoPI/AAAAAAAAGtE/2KY10wsUcT4/s400/DSCF1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576372770086625522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YoursTruly &amp;amp; Frag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats when danny, nana and myself headed off home first while waiting for frag to end work at 2am. So we chilled at my place and he reached by 2 plus or so.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to elaborate, we went out together that night and it was hell of a night !&lt;br /&gt;Baek sampai dah tak boleh tahan. babi korang. k sayang banyak ah &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2NVOv4wPh_0/TWNDyVQEj0I/AAAAAAAAGtc/i_9xmA08UYQ/s1600/73178_493229273734_713553734_6945048_4667120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2NVOv4wPh_0/TWNDyVQEj0I/AAAAAAAAGtc/i_9xmA08UYQ/s400/73178_493229273734_713553734_6945048_4667120_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576375295591878466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bay was out with the rest yesterday to chilled at marina like usual, i was suppose to head there together with em but i chose not too since i seldom spend my times with my ladies and my beloved brothers over at cck. It's been quite some time since i chill with em so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So bay went longboarding like no life and he headed off to sueno afterwhich with some of the others. ok i miss him alot. still dont want to call me when you reach home ah? :S&lt;br /&gt;babi punye budak, mati bagus chey :p&lt;br /&gt;ni babi kerja hari ni but he promise we'll catch a movie pretty soon, maybe saturday since i wanna watch that movie so bad :/ yay!&lt;br /&gt;love you bay &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ miss you ready what.&lt;br /&gt;still want to gaduh ah with me everyday? cb die don't want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5062465136826736083?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5062465136826736083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5062465136826736083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5062465136826736083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5062465136826736083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/ok-i-met-my-girls-yesterday-night-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WM8KDkn4pf4/TWNCAe3VYoI/AAAAAAAAGtU/UQXUqfH1pM0/s72-c/IMG_6752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1314220319599029790</id><published>2011-02-22T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T01:51:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vNjHMLQRzo/TWKlw3VUKiI/AAAAAAAAGs8/xzAy4MZuZFM/s1600/IMG_5111.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VtjKztk_pg/TWKkkqXQmqI/AAAAAAAAGs0/XBYDEzJlX4Q/s1600/IMG_5943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VtjKztk_pg/TWKkkqXQmqI/AAAAAAAAGs0/XBYDEzJlX4Q/s400/IMG_5943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576200238392187554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok this is an example of a picture taken on how i sleep with my bf at home -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is to those that had been bugging me through my fs about how shameful it is to be sleeping with my bf at his place and let me show you, this is how we sleep at his place -.-&lt;br /&gt;at least, im honest enough to rant it out randomly, rather than those people who pretend and fake every shits of it, like oh im not like this not like that -.- crap ah.&lt;br /&gt;It's just SLEEPING for freak sake -.-&lt;br /&gt;What the hell man people?&lt;br /&gt;My parents taught me well enough, trust me enough to not do anything like you know what i mean. come on, im freakin 19 not 3 that doesn't know what's right and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;come on man, ni pun boleh jadi issue?&lt;br /&gt;senang cakap, ni sume masing masing punye diri, masing masing punye family.&lt;br /&gt;family korang tak kasi, tu tak kasi lah.&lt;br /&gt;yang kasi, kasi. cume diri nak jage what.&lt;br /&gt;come on man -.- gosh.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vNjHMLQRzo/TWKlw3VUKiI/AAAAAAAAGs8/xzAy4MZuZFM/s1600/IMG_5111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8vNjHMLQRzo/TWKlw3VUKiI/AAAAAAAAGs8/xzAy4MZuZFM/s400/IMG_5111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576201547543751202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby, love you.&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/4317399511000565575-1314220319599029790?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1314220319599029790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1314220319599029790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1314220319599029790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1314220319599029790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/ok-this-is-example-of-picture-taken-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VtjKztk_pg/TWKkkqXQmqI/AAAAAAAAGs0/XBYDEzJlX4Q/s72-c/IMG_5943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4972198005257137129</id><published>2011-02-21T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:31:31.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSV5PPhKPb0/TWI-prpjVZI/AAAAAAAAGss/HD2anJDcz78/s1600/IMG_5799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSV5PPhKPb0/TWI-prpjVZI/AAAAAAAAGss/HD2anJDcz78/s400/IMG_5799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576088174450660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby, i shall just summarise what i have to say in just 3 words and all i want you to know that you're the one i want &amp;amp; need.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i love you &lt;span class="messageBody"&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/4317399511000565575-4972198005257137129?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4972198005257137129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4972198005257137129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4972198005257137129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4972198005257137129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-i-shall-just-summarise-what-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSV5PPhKPb0/TWI-prpjVZI/AAAAAAAAGss/HD2anJDcz78/s72-c/IMG_5799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6248380500982726567</id><published>2011-02-21T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:29:17.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScicPmwBGIk/TWI-cdSNyII/AAAAAAAAGsk/EqFqRlvRjzg/s1600/163713_10150115863448735_713553734_7509049_7800514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScicPmwBGIk/TWI-cdSNyII/AAAAAAAAGsk/EqFqRlvRjzg/s400/163713_10150115863448735_713553734_7509049_7800514_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576087947256383618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPPq3TgTSRw/TWI-cDlvBWI/AAAAAAAAGsc/w8pm-V1Pvlo/s1600/tumblr_lf9ui2Mt2D1qfw6qvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPPq3TgTSRw/TWI-cDlvBWI/AAAAAAAAGsc/w8pm-V1Pvlo/s400/tumblr_lf9ui2Mt2D1qfw6qvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576087940358931810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CuewxkHMsjE/TWI-b6ieFEI/AAAAAAAAGsU/b6H4uKWplsg/s1600/tumblr_ld6p4iAeFa1qeafkoo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CuewxkHMsjE/TWI-b6ieFEI/AAAAAAAAGsU/b6H4uKWplsg/s400/tumblr_ld6p4iAeFa1qeafkoo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576087937929319490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NVZjz4HGmM/TWI-bpfFdKI/AAAAAAAAGsM/nok7AGEqbEA/s1600/tumblr_lbp8nkigKF1qa1id2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NVZjz4HGmM/TWI-bpfFdKI/AAAAAAAAGsM/nok7AGEqbEA/s400/tumblr_lbp8nkigKF1qa1id2o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576087933351720098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gYQnj7hmK3E/TWI-ba3fbsI/AAAAAAAAGsE/OwJAEfMoE-Q/s1600/tumblr_laf0ddW0bh1qb0so3o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gYQnj7hmK3E/TWI-ba3fbsI/AAAAAAAAGsE/OwJAEfMoE-Q/s400/tumblr_laf0ddW0bh1qb0so3o1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576087929427553986" 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/4317399511000565575-6248380500982726567?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6248380500982726567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6248380500982726567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6248380500982726567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6248380500982726567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScicPmwBGIk/TWI-cdSNyII/AAAAAAAAGsk/EqFqRlvRjzg/s72-c/163713_10150115863448735_713553734_7509049_7800514_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3108307926982737952</id><published>2011-02-21T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:26:56.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NPWc5N-SHM/TWI8Be0EZwI/AAAAAAAAGr8/wuroxZnvc4o/s1600/IMG_5774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NPWc5N-SHM/TWI8Be0EZwI/AAAAAAAAGr8/wuroxZnvc4o/s400/IMG_5774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576085284787087106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life had been very very fine lately and im lovin it. ok im repeating this :/&lt;br /&gt;so valentine's day was fine too, just went out with bay for lunch at pastamania and decided to head over to flyers since i have free coupon, but there's tons of people so bay and i just happened to laze around and snap pictures and than head off to eem's chalet. And nothing special though but i had fun, i love you bay. Don't expect anything also what, everyday with him very fun ready.&lt;br /&gt;okay shut up :/&lt;br /&gt;Had been sleeping over at bay's place and bay is moving out soon but luckily still somewhere near his current place now, so easy for me lah, no need to learn back everything. Take what bus lah what lah, irritszxzxzxzxz ! Im heading school tomorrow i think to settle some errands than head off for interview at town, hopefully will get lah please (:&lt;br /&gt;bay is working tomorrow, so yeah will be free tomorrow since he'll be working. heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;Im meeting my girls later on at night for some catching up session ok i miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;i needa shower now but im pretty lazy but nehmind ah, will do later!&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall update at night okay, i love you all ah.&lt;br /&gt;bay, love you ah!&lt;br /&gt;ketak ketakkkk im movingggggggg! babi kau kelaka bodoh. k bye&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/4317399511000565575-3108307926982737952?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3108307926982737952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3108307926982737952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3108307926982737952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3108307926982737952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-had-been-very-very-fine-lately-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NPWc5N-SHM/TWI8Be0EZwI/AAAAAAAAGr8/wuroxZnvc4o/s72-c/IMG_5774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6350585334839975914</id><published>2011-02-12T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:00:57.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTNxGQPsvlY/TVZngOjwXuI/AAAAAAAAGr0/GWrDiERMos8/s1600/IMG_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTNxGQPsvlY/TVZngOjwXuI/AAAAAAAAGr0/GWrDiERMos8/s400/IMG_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572755392279109346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh hi k im back. im heading town after so long not heading town with the girls. been so long since i have a group girls dayout and than will be meeting bf and the boys over at marina i suppose since its chingay tonight. ok hoping for today to be a great night with em. nana is showering now and im updating here, i dont know what to wear still but i've just browse through my wardrobe but i still don't know what to wear seh ): k this is rather random cause i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;ok nana is done showering, gotta shower already, nak keluar. bye&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/4317399511000565575-6350585334839975914?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6350585334839975914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6350585334839975914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6350585334839975914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6350585334839975914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-hi-k-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GTNxGQPsvlY/TVZngOjwXuI/AAAAAAAAGr0/GWrDiERMos8/s72-c/IMG_0473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8244104506859321044</id><published>2011-02-12T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T16:39:13.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LpR1pBaJS4/TVZESegCTwI/AAAAAAAAGrM/LxtAbdDhmRY/s1600/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LpR1pBaJS4/TVZESegCTwI/AAAAAAAAGrM/LxtAbdDhmRY/s400/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572716673133334274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok it's pouring so bad outside, and ya i've been an angel sitting at home doing housechores for a couple of days and mr sunshine was up and whenever i wanna head out, it poured, wah best or what ah! ok mama is at home and she made me maggi asam laksa wah so nice ah! i canceled the plan of meeting some old mates, aji, mankeleng, jas and nurul today when it started to pour so ya, next time k guys? (: oh ya, had a random day out with nurul baby the other day to bugis and than to town and eventually plan was to get something for ourselves but since we wanted to head out to fareast, we chose to just windowshop over at bugis so when we reached fareast, fck fareast on thursday night cause there's completely nothing to get, so at last i persuade nurul to get herself a highwaist jeans since it's so nice on her and got her to get herself headband, so niceeeeeee lah!&lt;br /&gt;And i got myself accessories since i got really tired of the old one! happy gile, tak sabar nak pakai.&lt;br /&gt;k i wanna head out, but how?&lt;br /&gt;oh and it's been 2 pathetic days since i never met bay! i miss him terribly already :/ see lah!&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet bay yesterday but since he's up for his theory in the afternoon and prac at night, i gave it amiss since it was so rushy, and i fell asleep and he  claimed he went to sueno with his boys to chill at 3plus am. ok now im still confuse on where to go and what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna have my meal first and than plan. ok bye will update again later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my brothers, my sister, my family&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;and i want donuts, ice creams and candy floss. wah sedap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;bf, i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YUFGhsbdz5w/TVZG5zofryI/AAAAAAAAGrk/B4r6d0avEA4/s1600/tumblr_kw8ohdNyux1qaputro1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YUFGhsbdz5w/TVZG5zofryI/AAAAAAAAGrk/B4r6d0avEA4/s400/tumblr_kw8ohdNyux1qaputro1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572719547844112162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2F3CuMcdTI/TVZG5iwsanI/AAAAAAAAGrc/y6hOtXiOBlw/s1600/tumblr_kpu2fa6Q3g1qzcso1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2F3CuMcdTI/TVZG5iwsanI/AAAAAAAAGrc/y6hOtXiOBlw/s400/tumblr_kpu2fa6Q3g1qzcso1o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572719543315098226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykOO0ZqRAkk/TVZG6MQcEQI/AAAAAAAAGrs/ZVziuFnQpLs/s1600/tumblr_kyxofp8O021qzilpso1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykOO0ZqRAkk/TVZG6MQcEQI/AAAAAAAAGrs/ZVziuFnQpLs/s400/tumblr_kyxofp8O021qzilpso1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572719554454098178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iCfWqDzWJ0/TVZG5SZaQhI/AAAAAAAAGrU/9N4Sn3E2RzI/s1600/tumblr_lewtkkLfLs1qapvcuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2iCfWqDzWJ0/TVZG5SZaQhI/AAAAAAAAGrU/9N4Sn3E2RzI/s400/tumblr_lewtkkLfLs1qapvcuo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572719538922471954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8244104506859321044?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8244104506859321044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8244104506859321044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8244104506859321044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8244104506859321044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/ok-its-pouring-so-bad-outside-and-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4LpR1pBaJS4/TVZESegCTwI/AAAAAAAAGrM/LxtAbdDhmRY/s72-c/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2958785774419350140</id><published>2011-02-12T04:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T04:53:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcsMJKqI/AAAAAAAAGq8/1T-GvG4jw4E/s1600/tumblr_ldh3qa0nKq1qcbemqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcsMJKqI/AAAAAAAAGq8/1T-GvG4jw4E/s400/tumblr_ldh3qa0nKq1qcbemqo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572537628211358370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and do you know that im lovin pink now? yayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcYOhyhI/AAAAAAAAGq0/D-F6blc6p20/s1600/tumblr_kyzyyjg32r1qzhdtio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcYOhyhI/AAAAAAAAGq0/D-F6blc6p20/s400/tumblr_kyzyyjg32r1qzhdtio1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572537622852651538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i want this for valentine but bf never give. k ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcOIWcGI/AAAAAAAAGqs/4XgaHb4EcPk/s1600/tumblr_kxalhci7I31qa2ceeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcOIWcGI/AAAAAAAAGqs/4XgaHb4EcPk/s400/tumblr_kxalhci7I31qa2ceeo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572537620142387298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i wanttttttt thisssssss plssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SBXtf48T38/TVWhcHgZ1jI/AAAAAAAAGqk/s4rT4ZYd7Uk/s1600/tumblr_kx2l32vlaE1qzjggvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SBXtf48T38/TVWhcHgZ1jI/AAAAAAAAGqk/s4rT4ZYd7Uk/s400/tumblr_kx2l32vlaE1qzjggvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572537618364225074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADLFRQBwNVA/TVWhb3EL4OI/AAAAAAAAGqc/cY-Ryl6bWrw/s1600/tumblr_kqwh4uokCH1qzcso1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ADLFRQBwNVA/TVWhb3EL4OI/AAAAAAAAGqc/cY-Ryl6bWrw/s400/tumblr_kqwh4uokCH1qzcso1o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572537613950902498" 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/4317399511000565575-2958785774419350140?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2958785774419350140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2958785774419350140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2958785774419350140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2958785774419350140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-do-you-know-that-im-lovin-pink-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWhcsMJKqI/AAAAAAAAGq8/1T-GvG4jw4E/s72-c/tumblr_ldh3qa0nKq1qcbemqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-413020314884119510</id><published>2011-02-12T04:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T04:47:02.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWf6b4Z4eI/AAAAAAAAGqU/sYc0zq02N-o/s1600/tumblr_l6cfuaDxMq1qzjggvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWf6b4Z4eI/AAAAAAAAGqU/sYc0zq02N-o/s400/tumblr_l6cfuaDxMq1qzjggvo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572535940206420450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nak gini jugak ah tapi name saye. ok bye random&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/4317399511000565575-413020314884119510?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/413020314884119510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=413020314884119510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/413020314884119510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/413020314884119510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/nak-gini-jugak-ah-tapi-name-saye.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVWf6b4Z4eI/AAAAAAAAGqU/sYc0zq02N-o/s72-c/tumblr_l6cfuaDxMq1qzjggvo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-9114019920278758251</id><published>2011-02-10T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T15:16:53.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi9EG7v7dP4/TVOMwz4zVCI/AAAAAAAAGqM/HqbadwDR79Q/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi9EG7v7dP4/TVOMwz4zVCI/AAAAAAAAGqM/HqbadwDR79Q/s400/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571951934177498146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was great leading life with you throughout the months, you've been the best companion and i can never trade anyone for you. been spending my life with you in one roof and how i wished we could just stay together. i asked myself a couple of times, how am i gonna live without you? how can i eventually live without you even if you gotta be out for serving the nation in the upcoming months, how i wished national service won't happen. bay, i can never describe this overwhelmed feeling i have cause im just too proud that i can actually make it through with you. you came by as a stranger, and than sincerely be my cyber mate and than my bestfriend and than my date, convincing me that i can never know what's ahead of me and you if i never ever try, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im glad i gave this love another try after failing in a major long term relationship. Im glad i made it through with you. through the tears, minor arguements over game issues and everything, through the movie and seoul garden dates and macd in wee hour and even movie marathon makes me realise how much i treasure even for all those never ending hugs and kisses that makes me ever so rimas at times, deep down you know that's what i yearn for. bay, i love you and thank you for being there. you've been the one and you're the one and i can never let this love just go away, no not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;happy 4th baby&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;And this one's for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DwxKCwho9zA" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-9114019920278758251?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/9114019920278758251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=9114019920278758251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9114019920278758251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9114019920278758251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-was-great-leading-life-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi9EG7v7dP4/TVOMwz4zVCI/AAAAAAAAGqM/HqbadwDR79Q/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2155899765283655664</id><published>2011-02-10T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T06:29:26.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVMTtlC08dI/AAAAAAAAGp8/-FALvIXEt3I/s1600/IMG_9152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVMTtlC08dI/AAAAAAAAGp8/-FALvIXEt3I/s400/IMG_9152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571818837746446802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im seriously running out of pictures so im updating using a same old i took randomly in my folders. ok im back in my own house, and bf is currently out to slack with the friends and i need a wallet badly ): and am gonna buy it soon! i can't sleep now cause i dozed off earlier on and just woke up. and i gave wednesday night amiss cause none of the girlfriends were going so yeap. i thought of heading school tomorrow to meet up with class advisor but im still considering. and guess what, im in need of alot of things currently like a newwwwww mascara cause its running out already and than new phone cause my phone is being a fcker btch right now, a new wallet as mentioned cause the old guess one is reckoned. am in need of a smoke break right now and i don't care already, cause i think im heading out to esso to buy one but im also considering cause it's dawn already.&lt;br /&gt;am need of new pictures too since the old ones are so boring already ! bay jom ah! k bye&lt;br /&gt;i seriously  have got no issues to rant on or wharsoever shits but lately, life is getting better putting aside the items that have gone missing lah -.- heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;okay im hungry already, so how now ah?&lt;br /&gt;ok bye gotta run already, bye ah&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/4317399511000565575-2155899765283655664?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2155899765283655664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2155899765283655664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2155899765283655664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2155899765283655664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-seriously-running-out-of-pictures-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TVMTtlC08dI/AAAAAAAAGp8/-FALvIXEt3I/s72-c/IMG_9152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1517728300531599198</id><published>2011-02-09T07:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T07:59:14.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay im updating via bf's place and im alone in his room, on the bed using his macbook while bf is outside using the desktop cause he needa search for some dslr stuffs online and ipad things and all gadgets. im on facebook currently and i think its dead for now since fb-ians are still asleep, i don't know why im up so early here cause simply because bf couldn't sleep and i don't know why i can't sleep either. okay we had very early breakfast earlier on at around 4plus? We ordered macd, yeah. so basically this post is freakin random cause i just wanna update something at least? heh heh. okay bf here already, yay to morning kisses! byeszxzxzxzxzzxzx love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1517728300531599198?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1517728300531599198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1517728300531599198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1517728300531599198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1517728300531599198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/okay-im-updating-via-bfs-place-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4388382452844956320</id><published>2011-02-05T06:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:12:14.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUx4hvgP0FI/AAAAAAAAGpk/mB-Uj4K_1ks/s1600/dianaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUx4hvgP0FI/AAAAAAAAGpk/mB-Uj4K_1ks/s400/dianaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569959360233197650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i stayed home on my freakin friday night cause im freakin down with major backache, flu &amp;amp; major major insomnia, serious lah. I toss and turn every minute but i still can't sleep eventhough i only slept for 2 bloody god damn hours the day before. And when i happened to dozed off, i'll woke up 2hours after that? okay serious, major problemmmmmmm! And when i happened to sleep right after having my panadol, i feel like vomitting. Serious shit, rabak liao habes. :/&lt;br /&gt;I'll be meeting bf later and we're heading somewhere together and it feels great lah cause i miss him alot, ni dah case chronic rindu gila. I had my medicine like half and hour ago but i still haven't sleep. wtf, can't sleep again. okay shall try later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing;  what's up with them anyway? fishy fish. bye&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/4317399511000565575-4388382452844956320?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4388382452844956320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4388382452844956320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4388382452844956320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4388382452844956320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-stayed-home-on-my-freakin-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUx4hvgP0FI/AAAAAAAAGpk/mB-Uj4K_1ks/s72-c/dianaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2761242835504302549</id><published>2011-02-04T14:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:14:12.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUx6LUlwNMI/AAAAAAAAGp0/2fMjnN12z0A/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUueRcKgrMI/AAAAAAAAGks/t5McICG0-5c/s400/163713_10150115863448735_713553734_7509049_7800514_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569719386628992194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUueRVd7MBI/AAAAAAAAGkk/2xe_8EZO_o4/s1600/162738_10150115860853735_713553734_7509020_3717749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUueRVd7MBI/AAAAAAAAGkk/2xe_8EZO_o4/s400/162738_10150115860853735_713553734_7509020_3717749_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569719384831373330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We might not have been friends from the start, But that doesn?t mean you weren't always in my heart. I wish I was friends with you from a very young age, But its okay because when I became friends with you my life started a new page.Our friendship means so much to me I just cant say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't know what I would do without you and your thoughtful way. During our friendship we have had a few fights, But in the end we knew we could make it right. Whenever I would hit a bump in life and fall, You were there to help and you?re the one who made me get through it all. I wanted you to know I am happy we made it through, And that one of the people I completes me with joy and laughter was you.  You have been there for me every step of the way, Helping me to take life day by day. You have helped me forget my fears, And in the end that has stopped my tears. Thank you so much for all you have done for me, You made me be the best person I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: 400;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers. I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain, nor the future with its untold stories. But I can be there now when you need me to care. I can't keep your feet from stumbling. I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall. Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine; Yet I can share in your laughter. Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge; I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask. I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me. I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you, But I can give you the room to change, room to grow, room to be yourself.I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting, But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place. I can't tell you who you are. I can only love you and be your friend till the very end. Maybe already not close but we shall still regard each other as friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love you people alot ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4317399511000565575-2761242835504302549?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2761242835504302549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2761242835504302549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2761242835504302549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2761242835504302549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-might-not-have-been-friends-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUx6LUlwNMI/AAAAAAAAGp0/2fMjnN12z0A/s72-c/IMG_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-531380994997292117</id><published>2011-02-04T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:29:04.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUuWWXCyoYI/AAAAAAAAGkc/BSbJfP55BU0/s1600/149573_493010013734_713553734_6940736_5557126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUuWWXCyoYI/AAAAAAAAGkc/BSbJfP55BU0/s400/149573_493010013734_713553734_6940736_5557126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569710675060760962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cause you're the sun that shines when my day turns gloomy and i can never find any words to describe how much i treasure you for being there for me throughout the days im in need, giving me air when i simply can't breathe. Tolerating my every nonsensical actions and even showering me with your never ending hugs and kisses almost every minute. You can be sucha pain in the ass but i still find it very cunning, very cute. And you're one lovable ass that makes me yearn for you every minute. Bf, thank you for everything that you've done for me for throughout the times we're together, thank you sayang. You had been the best, being there for me during my roughest time giving me your never ending advices and showering me your love and care was all i ever asked for. I don't want your money, i don't want nothing cause all i ever wanted was you and only you. To be there for me, to be with me going through every little shits together till times are through. I bet you know everything is true. Knowing that my dreams and stories is like a total crap like totally no link to anything in the whole world and even universe but you still hear it pretending you're interested but i know you aren't at all. I love you for you not for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck your money, fuck your studio, fuck your soon to be gilera or whatever bikes cause without all these, i still am gonna stick with you. Bf, i need you to remind yourself these that your gf here loves you, alot. Like as BIG as how you wished your studio could be, as big as how your camera could be, even as high as how you wished your voice could lead you thats how i wished you knew how much this hearts loves you. A whole lot sugar. Bf, i love you and i want you to know.&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/4317399511000565575-531380994997292117?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/531380994997292117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=531380994997292117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/531380994997292117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/531380994997292117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/cause-youre-sun-that-shines-when-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUuWWXCyoYI/AAAAAAAAGkc/BSbJfP55BU0/s72-c/149573_493010013734_713553734_6940736_5557126_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6934101136715109377</id><published>2011-02-04T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:42:55.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUtdUNj9PuI/AAAAAAAAGkM/uarFGfaX394/s1600/IMG_7965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUtdUNj9PuI/AAAAAAAAGkM/uarFGfaX394/s400/IMG_7965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569647965992992482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ! okay im back! got me miss me not? okay not -.- basically like was said in the earlier post, i didn't get my sleep till 10 the previous day cause i wasn't even sleepy and i did some changes to my layouts and eventually, i didn't slept till 4 freaking pm and than i happened to doze off and gotta wake up at 6pm and i eventually did. AND i slept only at 5am this morning cause im seriously down with major blocked nose and im awake already, yes now i mean. I still need my sleep lah! Ok side track sekejap! Mama wanted to head newton to have some family feast since its been sometime since we had some family thang going on, okay i miss it. So now here comes something, i gotta apologize my babygirls for letting em down yesterday cause was caught up with family, a last minute thang so gotta cancel the plan for the meetup, so sorry,really. ok continue, we had seafood like tons of em! And than since mama wanted to leave, we did. Ya, basically i had fun eventhough it was just a feast thing, but still it means alot to me cause i rarely have it in my family since everyone is simply busy but i love them&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, i dont have any plans since bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ is working and he had been working 3 straight days and i miss him. He promise we'll go out on saturday together. yay! Tak sabar nak jumpe macam 10 hari tak jumpe, ok bedek.&lt;br /&gt;oh yesssssssssssssssssss! im currently having this major huge gigantic i dont know what to say anymore issue like actually since back then but i think it's getting out of control like seriously ah!&lt;br /&gt;wah takleh take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost before stating the shit facts here, im not even pointing fingers to anyone and im not even spouting any shit names here, so don't mind. I just needa rant out what i have to say, in my mind now cause this is seriously a big problem going around in my house.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i seriously don't remember wearing my black roxy pants for like a long time, like long time really, but it went missing when i wanted to wear it one fine day and it pisses me off literally and than things went on fine afterwhich and i know i usually misplace my things everywhere, sometimes things are all over in my bags, different kinda bags so seriously im a loser in remembering where i put my stuffs so i assume i misplace it somewhere like maybe my gfs happened to borrow. So i kept shut, so what just a pants right? ok then, thats when i TOTALLY REMEMBER NOT USING MY MINI CANON DSLR that mama bought for me after so much of persuading eventhough it costs mama around 100plus only for a mini dslr still it's money eh. Eventhough im a freakin failure in remembering where i put my things at, but i SERIOUSLY DO REMEMBER NOT USING IT FOR QUITE SOMETIME BUT PUTTING IT JUST ON TOP OF MAMA'S COFFEE TABLE IN THE ROOM! YES I DO REMEMBER but eventually IT WENT MISSING one fine fcukin god damn day when i wanted to bring it out. Seriously, that mini dslr was my life saver since its been years since i wanted my own camera. I had it but i lost it due to some fcukers in my house. Yes, fyi i have tenants at home. 4 bangla and 3 china man plus abang, his girlfriend, nana, me and mama in the house. i seriously remember putting it on my coffee table and nana saw it too! So that means, im not faking any stories right? It broke my heart to pieces i tell you ): and than here it goes, one fine day, mama came up to me and ask where the freakin hell is her charles&amp;amp;keith handbag was, the black huge one she uses for work cause she abandoned it for quite sometime since she had the new one, so than one fine day had the urge to use it but LITERALLY IT WENT FREAKIN MISSING! THIRD FREAKING ITEM MISSING!&lt;br /&gt;not funny seriously, dont tell me i have ghost in my house. Ah ghost want to cantik also ah? -.-&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes nagging blablablabla crap, so it seriously got me thinking, so i kept shut again.&lt;br /&gt;And than after so long, yesterday was the day when i wanted to head out for my family feast right? I wanted to wear my white plain tanktop and it went missing but i remembered washing it myself with my other tops! And i thought okay relax maybe i misplace it at bay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ place or something or somewhere in my bags so i checked the whole wardrobe, it wasn't there but nana told me she remembered folding that tanktop and putting it back nicely on my part of the wardrobe since we divided it into 2 parts but it wasn't there! We even checked abang's wardrobe and mama's and even nana's for confirmation, like everywhere but it wasn't there! And eventually, nana's bebe white top and cotton on rhinestone top went missing! So i told nana maybe you misplace it somewhere at her mum's place at bukit panjang, but she told me no! She wore it back to my place and washed it together with my denim but the denim was nicely hanged after washing it over at my balcony but eventually this freaking bebe top wasn't there! wah cb ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All missing sia! Not funny seriously, oh ya i remember buying this oversize black cotton on body top, i wore it once but it went missing too! WAHHHHHHHHHHHH! cb who sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be anyone in my freakin house but im not pointing fingers, im seriously gonna fcuked this soul up if i were to know who! But how!? Seriously day by day, this and that went missing. Stress serious gila babi. One day, takmu terperanjat i go out wearing nothing ah, cb betul.&lt;br /&gt;I know this post got so draggy since i dont know when but i seriously wanna share it here and rant it out cause i seriously dont freaking understand. Oh ya i forgotttttttttttt -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nana broke her pair of glasses way back and she didn't had it done yet cause she's caught up with things but it's still usable or wearable or whatever, she just gotta be careful with the lens so it won't drop off. She told me she slept outside, using the comp till late night when i wasn't home since i slept at bay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ place and abang was home with her girlfriend. But nana told me she dozed off at the sofa and remember putting her glasses just right above her head but the moment she woke up, it went missing till today!!!!! what the freakin heck was this person thinkin!&lt;br /&gt;Like come on ah! It's not even gucci or even armani seh, dont even talk about brand okay.&lt;br /&gt;It's not even in a freaking good condition for goodness sake!! wtf seriously.&lt;br /&gt;how mannnnnnnnn!!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah diam ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post will drag i tell you if i continue ranting out everything. cb may the person die fast ah.&lt;br /&gt;ok i wanna fb around now, will update later okay! stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUtnIgEmnII/AAAAAAAAGkU/aSnbuQRIDXA/s1600/36187_134875699892965_100001116060086_170721_7681011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUtnIgEmnII/AAAAAAAAGkU/aSnbuQRIDXA/s400/36187_134875699892965_100001116060086_170721_7681011_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569658759919606914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi bf, i miss you alot and i know you miss me too.&lt;br /&gt;i fcukin miss you hell loads and i wanna meet you real bad!&lt;br /&gt;yay saturday! i love you okay sugarhead! &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;i wanna share with you about this story oi, i tau who take my stuffs at home, you rembat the person for me okay? okayyyyyyyy cheyyyyyyy tak. bye ah i miss you ape!&lt;br /&gt;sayang kau cb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&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/4317399511000565575-6934101136715109377?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6934101136715109377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6934101136715109377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6934101136715109377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6934101136715109377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-okay-im-back-got-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUtdUNj9PuI/AAAAAAAAGkM/uarFGfaX394/s72-c/IMG_7965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2247142567138610806</id><published>2011-02-03T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T10:09:53.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUoOW8WV0RI/AAAAAAAAGjk/e7vHySVoYO4/s1600/179674_10150096150721941_541186940_6007870_7957295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUoJLwiKEMI/AAAAAAAAGhs/Ae5CjQpB6-g/s400/IMG_7916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569273986808418498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh myyyyyyyyy how much i miss ranting shits here man! okay my fault for abandoning this site.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to my readers too if there's any. heh heh. so seriously i've been caught up with things lately like bf, family and friends. And i seriously gotta head school to meet my class advisor, i did texted him but ya, im glad he understood how things are. so lucky to have mr chris wong lah. heh heh. ok i've uploaded new pictures of myself and with bf too under mobile uploads in facebook, and yes gotta thank bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ for his iphone that makes it easier for me to take new pictures of me randomly since he rarely bring his camera these days and also because i have no camera because i lost it. yay -.- okay im done changing my layouts cause i seriously got really bored with it and changed it since like 6plus in the morning and its like 9 going 10 now and i haven't had my sleep yet but im not sleepy, just tired. oh ya, happy lunar new year to all cinonets friends and everyone, happy holidays too. ya lah, cny everyone holidays but bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ gotta head to work since its double pay and he just wanna work for the whole 3 days since their paying him 15/hr. so good right !&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get new stuffs for myself already man! Getting tired of all the other clothings already, and i really think this post is getting a lil too draggy, okay nehmind i shall end it here now and be back in a short while for some pictures i took days ago.&lt;br /&gt;And i miss gfs already, come kluar come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;So long and keep on clicking on my nuffnang okay, its not progressing seh ):&lt;br /&gt;chey, ambek kesempatan eh, k bye ah. love you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6531955000906781995?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6531955000906781995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6531955000906781995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6531955000906781995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6531955000906781995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-myyyyyyyyy-how-much-i-miss-ranting.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUoJLwiKEMI/AAAAAAAAGhs/Ae5CjQpB6-g/s72-c/IMG_7916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7283446739245432413</id><published>2011-01-15T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T16:38:51.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFaBMB95FI/AAAAAAAAGhA/eXJik_khdAg/s1600/tumblr_krttralggk1qzl1gpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFaBMB95FI/AAAAAAAAGhA/eXJik_khdAg/s400/tumblr_krttralggk1qzl1gpo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562325991235118162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;ok today is currently very very okay, so i think im heading out to town with bay&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥, my girls and my other boys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥ oh ya, so i was totally bored yesterday so i just happened to email my picture with bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥ randomly to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;berryhappy photography, under the happiest couple 2011 for fun seriously. Please do support by voting okay, it'll end in february 14th if im not wrong. So you'll simply needa like berryhappy photography and than you can go on to like any other couples you think is suitable to win. You can support as many couple you like but can only vote(like) once for every couple, of course. And yes, do keep on clicking on my ads okay.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think i've lost my daily readers eh if there's any? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, the weather is being sucha bitch man! It's pouring already and i don't like it at all!&lt;br /&gt;but nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;okay im currently starving and i'll die any minuteeeeee! ahhhhhhhh! ok bedek.&lt;br /&gt;Im craving for chocolate cake &amp;amp; ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i don't know what to wear to town today! wtf aku tau, aku mmg slalu ade tu issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i choose to ignore.&lt;/span&gt; yay!&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i wanna do some cleaning, washing and clearing things up before i head down to town later, meeting my peopleeeeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥ see you guys later!&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFcFglH2zI/AAAAAAAAGhI/R5ceuGC7EOA/s1600/tumblr_kqe7x3Fxm01qzcso1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFcFglH2zI/AAAAAAAAGhI/R5ceuGC7EOA/s400/tumblr_kqe7x3Fxm01qzcso1o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562328264494013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFcq6rFC5I/AAAAAAAAGhQ/MIIrZfWKde8/s1600/tumblr_ld5gbvCuZw1qaj7qbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFcq6rFC5I/AAAAAAAAGhQ/MIIrZfWKde8/s400/tumblr_ld5gbvCuZw1qaj7qbo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562328907153476498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i'll ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFc_qWkL0I/AAAAAAAAGhY/_MdddWmdoc8/s1600/tumblr_l77bj5KeBQ1qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFc_qWkL0I/AAAAAAAAGhY/_MdddWmdoc8/s400/tumblr_l77bj5KeBQ1qaobbko1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562329263549722434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i miss bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt; &amp;amp; i nak macam gini je. chitttttttttttttttttttt!&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7283446739245432413?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7283446739245432413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7283446739245432413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7283446739245432413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7283446739245432413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTFaBMB95FI/AAAAAAAAGhA/eXJik_khdAg/s72-c/tumblr_krttralggk1qzl1gpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8923485321351562171</id><published>2011-01-15T06:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:35:25.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDM3_hk8HI/AAAAAAAAGgI/UGV3UrU1n84/s1600/Picture%2B1372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDM3_hk8HI/AAAAAAAAGgI/UGV3UrU1n84/s400/Picture%2B1372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562170802119700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im down with major flu yesterday and i think im slightly fine, just that im having some minor aches around for lazing to much on bed since morning. Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ is over at zach's place with the others and its not funny when i have to stay at home while their are having tons of fun there seh ):&lt;br /&gt;But nehmind, we shall meet at town to catch up with things alright?&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ had been complaining that he's exhausted cause ya, he didn't even call me throughout the time working, since 6pm? Yes he did, but twice? thrice i think? He complained saying his legs are hurting, kesian kau pls. He'll be working 4 days straight next week and he'll leave me for that pathetic 4 days and im so gonna cry okay! Cb betul.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ taylor so so so so so so much,  i tremendously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ her songs, seriously. ok tu random.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, seriously my hair is not getting any longer at all &amp;amp; i worry so much.&lt;br /&gt;lambat nah nak grow? -.-&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like having ice cream now seh? Shall get one tomorrow ah i think.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for later, to meet the others cause i miss the hell lot already man! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye its draggy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNHu4b1I/AAAAAAAAGgY/eoekyQksw1c/s1600/32235_137431989603845_100000111337314_395079_2098924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNHu4b1I/AAAAAAAAGgY/eoekyQksw1c/s400/32235_137431989603845_100000111337314_395079_2098924_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562173364123496274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNZwotxI/AAAAAAAAGgg/GtYl7raTs9M/s1600/tumblr_kyyfsi2cW01qzb2vjo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNZwotxI/AAAAAAAAGgg/GtYl7raTs9M/s400/tumblr_kyyfsi2cW01qzb2vjo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562173368962692882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNpOSHfI/AAAAAAAAGgo/0Meh26Fv54k/s1600/tumblr_kze6416aHW1qzjggvo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPNpOSHfI/AAAAAAAAGgo/0Meh26Fv54k/s400/tumblr_kze6416aHW1qzjggvo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562173373113572850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPisbq7CI/AAAAAAAAGg4/TUiaFhsl0Bw/s1600/tumblr_l5ojgwolif1qzjggvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDPisbq7CI/AAAAAAAAGg4/TUiaFhsl0Bw/s400/tumblr_l5ojgwolif1qzjggvo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562173734752283682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok i needa break now.&lt;br /&gt;Im here, waiting bitch.&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/4317399511000565575-8923485321351562171?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8923485321351562171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8923485321351562171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8923485321351562171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8923485321351562171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-down-with-major-flu-yesterday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TTDM3_hk8HI/AAAAAAAAGgI/UGV3UrU1n84/s72-c/Picture%2B1372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-9024418470172063058</id><published>2011-01-13T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:57:48.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS6gXL-S9AI/AAAAAAAAGgA/nv70AP9BM8U/s1600/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS6gXL-S9AI/AAAAAAAAGgA/nv70AP9BM8U/s400/IMG_0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561558910060655618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok this is rather random but i just woke up earlier on at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ wants me to accompany him to his workplace to take his pay but i needa meet an owner later on at cck at 615pm, so how? okay nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;ok im craving for hor fun! so niceeeeeeeeeeee right? cb betul.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll meet him at night or something? now, i really head down to lot one to get something to eat with nana! yay!&lt;br /&gt;bye lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-9024418470172063058?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/9024418470172063058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=9024418470172063058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9024418470172063058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9024418470172063058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ok-this-is-rather-random-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS6gXL-S9AI/AAAAAAAAGgA/nv70AP9BM8U/s72-c/IMG_0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3847107358994985985</id><published>2011-01-13T03:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T04:20:45.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS4I82KhjzI/AAAAAAAAGf4/hNl02yloy8E/s1600/149062_493246918734_713553734_6945603_122326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS4I82KhjzI/AAAAAAAAGf4/hNl02yloy8E/s400/149062_493246918734_713553734_6945603_122326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561392431273971506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes i wonder if i made any changes in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if you put me first in line than the your other girls?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if im special in any way compared to your other ex girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even wonder if im there, close to you in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if you ever thought about me when you sleep every single night like how i never fails to do so?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even wonder if your love for me is real?&lt;br /&gt;I can never stop wondering cause all i know is im just a little girl that onced got her heart broken and than you came along and fixed it up and gave me a new sense of hope and than i shined, again.&lt;br /&gt;But im always with my insecurities and dumb actions and sometimes i wonder again if you're sick and tired of everything?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even wonder if you love me as much as i do?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you need me as much as i needed you almost every second?&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes i just feel like im just down there and the others are just up there, in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when i sit down and talk to myself trying to answer all those wonders....&lt;br /&gt;I keep on telling and comforting this heart saying that if im never special, you wont be with me like what you had been saying to ensure me. I repeated it once, twice, thrice and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;But its true that some feelings just couldn't be avoided no matter how hard you tried too but i thought i could. But i failed after countless of times consoling, i still fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always me and my wonders that destroys every bits of me.&lt;br /&gt;so fcuk my wonders, fcuk my jealousy, fcuk unwanted feelings, fcuk all this bullshit, fcuk everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the thing that made me wanna weap like one baby is when this feelings tells me that;&lt;br /&gt;im just nowhere near you. why yanna?&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/4317399511000565575-3847107358994985985?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3847107358994985985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3847107358994985985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3847107358994985985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3847107358994985985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-i-wonder-if-i-made-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TS4I82KhjzI/AAAAAAAAGf4/hNl02yloy8E/s72-c/149062_493246918734_713553734_6945603_122326_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-1714733693527068965</id><published>2011-01-11T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:49:40.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSvS1wLpH9I/AAAAAAAAGfo/PIr27i9m_18/s1600/149070_493246043734_713553734_6945562_8119638_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSvS1wLpH9I/AAAAAAAAGfo/PIr27i9m_18/s400/149070_493246043734_713553734_6945562_8119638_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560769985827643346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wtfish i missed school AGAIN sia godammit. I seriously have problems waking up in the morning cause i'll either simply reject all calls, ignore, answer the phone and talk but not realising it or either silent my phone! fcuk. i needa change already man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ seriously got so pissed and we argued for less than 10 minutes and he decided to bring me out today to celebrate our late 3rd month. No need also can what you bingai.&lt;br /&gt;ok im bloghopping around but still, bored.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll take a nap now before heading off and meet bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ at town. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Love you bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its been so long since i've meet up with the others. Miss you guys, friday yok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, have a date tomorrow with my babygirls ain&amp;amp;nana to town again!&lt;br /&gt;ok bye ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-1714733693527068965?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/1714733693527068965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=1714733693527068965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1714733693527068965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/1714733693527068965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/wtfish-i-missed-school-again-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSvS1wLpH9I/AAAAAAAAGfo/PIr27i9m_18/s72-c/149070_493246043734_713553734_6945562_8119638_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4729440617832081587</id><published>2011-01-10T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:58:11.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSp-PGPWL3I/AAAAAAAABCc/JfVcH4vk-sA/s1600/IMG_7970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSp-PGPWL3I/AAAAAAAABCc/JfVcH4vk-sA/s400/IMG_7970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395487780417394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay i seriously have difficulties waking up in the morning since i just couldnt get to tuck in early yesterday cause seriously, i just couldn't do it !&lt;br /&gt;So no school for me today but rest assure, i've looked at the timetable and the timetable is great.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping i'll pull through my schooltimes since my class advisor is being so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Okay since when he isnt? &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, ainn is taking a day off and she's over at poly now with nana.&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading out somewhere i think but still unplanned.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is just great to just sleep and cuddle in bed, yay! Macam malas nak keluar pun ade.&lt;br /&gt;ok drop that, i seriously very lapar now.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like having maggi asam laksa with tons of cili padi and tons of crabmeat &amp;amp; everything nice, woahh! So nice ah! Delicious food, movie marathon, chilly weather &amp;amp; with babygirls, wah like so nice like that.&lt;br /&gt;okay i just texted nana about the plan, so i think we're staying home today with the above plan!&lt;br /&gt;wah best ah, so easy ah.&lt;br /&gt;Okay i know its my monthsary with bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥  today but we're not even celebrating but its fine as long as i know he's at home sleeping! bodo tu bingai.&lt;br /&gt;Shall just meet him tomorrow that is only possible if he's not working anyway. So hope not! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Okay schoolmate babies called earlier on, asking me whether im in school or not !&lt;br /&gt;Eiin, wan monyet, danny asked me to head down to school like now? Korang dah gila ke ape.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well aku masuk class kan, so nehmind besok kay? *hug korang* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Ok this post is getting a little too draggy! Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe some very very very long time ago punye pictures that i've just receive from bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥.&lt;br /&gt;Ah bagus bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ lain kali kalau nari punye outing keluar, kau hanta 2012 kan bagus? -.- cibs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvD6nmhI/AAAAAAAABCk/Crusy-M1rTU/s1600/IMG_3999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvD6nmhI/AAAAAAAABCk/Crusy-M1rTU/s400/IMG_3999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560400434958932498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvaJp8YI/AAAAAAAABCs/nraUTZwujgk/s1600/IMG_7911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvaJp8YI/AAAAAAAABCs/nraUTZwujgk/s400/IMG_7911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560400440927580546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCv2znM_I/AAAAAAAABC8/lj2FzDVPq5Y/s1600/IMG_3703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCv2znM_I/AAAAAAAABC8/lj2FzDVPq5Y/s400/IMG_3703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560400448619754482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bingai taik &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvxzMT2I/AAAAAAAABDE/JKVsxuilpB4/s1600/IMG_1684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqCvxzMT2I/AAAAAAAABDE/JKVsxuilpB4/s400/IMG_1684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560400447275814754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bodo ni dua gayboy -.- chit ! tak lah. &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqC23LBNCI/AAAAAAAABDM/Ize_wa9F8QU/s1600/IMG_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSqC23LBNCI/AAAAAAAABDM/Ize_wa9F8QU/s400/IMG_1809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560400568977011746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sayang korang *cium dahi* &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-4729440617832081587?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4729440617832081587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4729440617832081587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4729440617832081587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4729440617832081587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-i-seriously-have-difficulties.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U0c5iGCPP_I/TSp-PGPWL3I/AAAAAAAABCc/JfVcH4vk-sA/s72-c/IMG_7970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4547138688590821843</id><published>2011-01-10T04:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:07:58.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSogN3ha8uI/AAAAAAAAGfQ/tbMmIyt6n54/s1600/gtgt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSogN3ha8uI/AAAAAAAAGfQ/tbMmIyt6n54/s400/gtgt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560292112556815074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok nothing new eh! But im back again for some random updates.&lt;br /&gt;I have school later on at 8am since some friends really want me to go and i really think i needa go since its been quite sometime i step my foot in school. ok lame ah -.-&lt;br /&gt;Basically nothing much happened over the weekends, cause i was cash-less.&lt;br /&gt;So all i did with bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ was sleep, sing, talk nonsense, had tons of food and we had movie marathon!&lt;br /&gt;We watched sammy's adventure which i called it turtle movie but seriously sammy is freakin cute to the maximum gila babi, makes me wanna get myself a terrapin myself! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok than we watched death race 2 which is very fun and than we watched movie again after heading down to buy some groceries with his mama &amp;amp; we had breakfast cums lunch and i had mee bandung! yay ah ok than we watched piranha which is an R21 movie!&lt;br /&gt;I swear my feet turned so cold cause i was terrified by the suspense, cb eh -.-&lt;br /&gt;And ya, so no town no lepak no nothing and i have school !&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ nak fetch me from school but ya, i needa meet nana afterwhich and yesssaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Have a date with my babygirls, NANA&amp;amp;AYIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Old times, just like old times! Hanged out with danny, frag and shah earlier on!&lt;br /&gt;Missing their craps, klaka gile! babi dorang! okay next meetup soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep as soon as im done posting this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takmu step power pls, favour ah? Ni orang kate kan, dah pinjam pandai kasi balik tu je.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau hidup aku senang aku tak mintak ah, sendiri nak ingat.&lt;br /&gt;And KAU pulak, sendiri nak ingat kau peh taik aku byk angkat kan ah.&lt;br /&gt;flafuto bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSoixPMB3lI/AAAAAAAAGfY/bd1q_hXu5oI/s1600/babba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSoixPMB3lI/AAAAAAAAGfY/bd1q_hXu5oI/s400/babba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560294919228218962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Words cant describe how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;What i gotta say is just a simple:&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd monthsary bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll pull through all the upcoming shits together.&lt;br /&gt;Despite getting irritated when you call me midget, still you're my baby sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything sugar! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-4547138688590821843?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4547138688590821843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4547138688590821843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4547138688590821843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4547138688590821843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ok-nothing-new-eh-but-im-back-again-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSogN3ha8uI/AAAAAAAAGfQ/tbMmIyt6n54/s72-c/gtgt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7350330533473298169</id><published>2011-01-06T04:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:26:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSTQ0YoqDsI/AAAAAAAAGeo/Y_Sup6dCCUM/s1600/Picture%2B1414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSTQ0YoqDsI/AAAAAAAAGeo/Y_Sup6dCCUM/s400/Picture%2B1414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558797438466789058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since i've always been out at night, i seriously have difficulties sleeping at night seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i can't even sleep now despite having bodyaches cause i've been on the comp since like 12 i think?&lt;br /&gt;Im currently very hungry but there's nothing to eat, im currently craving for mee bandung or anything spicy? Like tom yum? You know that kinda sour&amp;amp;spicy kinda food and than bring on some chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;Sedaaaaaap nye! :D&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ is so exhausted that we talked less than a minute and he wanna sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;Ok nehmind, but he says he'll bring me out tomorrow to go find my mee bandung!&lt;br /&gt;I think they have it at far east cahaya so gotta head town tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Im currently doing nothing except for fb-ing and blogshopping around -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i was so excited cause i think its been a month i've checked my nuffnang and than earlier on i got so bored and so i signed in to check and it made a progress lah eventhough its rather pathetic but eh, imma starter what, so cant blame me right.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those that had been helping me clicking on my ads!&lt;br /&gt;I've earned $2.70 plus ! So pathetic but i seriously find nuffnang very cute, i dont know why!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! But nehmind, for the fun of it. Keep on clicking okay readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ *cium siket*&lt;br /&gt;So now, i need a new perfume cause i've run out of em, im only left with my body spray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, you know bugis has this $1 shop kinda thang, thats having some sale lah i think.&lt;br /&gt;I randomly bought this tomato face mask that cost me pathetic $0.80 and i only bought 3 and i don't know why i didn't get 4 instead, gonna let bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ use em too, to see whether its good, if it is, than i shall buy more ! And ya, i bought him baby johnson's powder for $1 too, so cute i know!&lt;br /&gt;chitttttttttttttt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;No lah, i bought it randomly cause im usually at his place and pssssssssssssst.....&lt;br /&gt;I yang selalu habiskan what so i beli letak sana. heh heh heh! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my mp4 rosak ready and i need new camera cause i can't always depend on bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ to bring his dslr, i think i shall just need a good digital camera that takes good picture, than i think its fine.&lt;br /&gt;And a new wallet, im repeating this right? But nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont know what to do now, i wanna sleep but i can't sleep, get me?!&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;And a new bag too, sling bag in black! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;And new bottoms!&lt;br /&gt;ok bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ *hug siket*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&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/4317399511000565575-7350330533473298169?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7350330533473298169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7350330533473298169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7350330533473298169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7350330533473298169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/since-ive-always-been-out-at-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSTQ0YoqDsI/AAAAAAAAGeo/Y_Sup6dCCUM/s72-c/Picture%2B1414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8046621599239598019</id><published>2011-01-05T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:11:37.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSSU62upw0I/AAAAAAAAGeg/7KypAycERl8/s1600/148236_10150107663918735_713553734_7340386_5105251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSSU62upw0I/AAAAAAAAGeg/7KypAycERl8/s400/148236_10150107663918735_713553734_7340386_5105251_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558731578926547778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh hi ! okay im tremendously sorry for neglecting this site cause im seriously caught up with alot of things and ya, some close mates had been asking me to go school with em on the first day of school and im really excited already. Syabil sayang is schooling in macpherson too and im glad that he's there with me for like months to come ! And ya, i went out with mama i think like 2 or 3 days ago to shop a little for myself and i told mama to get maxi dresses since im in need of them too and yay! Boleh share ah! :p&lt;br /&gt;Ok i know evil, nehmind. Feeling some shits here and there but im trying to avoid things, really.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ is currently working and he didn't text me, i think he's way too busy so nehmind that.&lt;br /&gt;Erica mok is down with high fever and since im like bored to death at home cause nana isn't home yet, so i shall hit erica's crib for some catching up session since i can die any minute now pasal boring gila babi. Ok i've updated my blogshop and than, ya i need a new wallet already cause mine is so the rabakszxzxzxzx ! ok put that aside, i seriously feel like typing down tons of things and share with you readers but i dont know what to type down suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;okay i think tak jadi pergi rumah erica suddenly cause her cousin is coming over so ya.&lt;br /&gt;Im currently grooving to enrique iglesias new hit, my current favourite song! okay random takde motive actually. okay im out ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8046621599239598019?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8046621599239598019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8046621599239598019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8046621599239598019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8046621599239598019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2011/01/eh-hi-okay-im-tremendously-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TSSU62upw0I/AAAAAAAAGeg/7KypAycERl8/s72-c/148236_10150107663918735_713553734_7340386_5105251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-950207947894687124</id><published>2010-12-30T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T18:30:57.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRxfFgzo7SI/AAAAAAAAGeY/Av29jITQtV8/s1600/76376_493246228734_713553734_6945568_2244107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRxfFgzo7SI/AAAAAAAAGeY/Av29jITQtV8/s400/76376_493246228734_713553734_6945568_2244107_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556420588578860322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i needa shop badly. Ma pls ):&lt;br /&gt;okay bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just hope and pray for a better life in 2011.&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/4317399511000565575-950207947894687124?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/950207947894687124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=950207947894687124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/950207947894687124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/950207947894687124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-i-needa-shop-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRxfFgzo7SI/AAAAAAAAGeY/Av29jITQtV8/s72-c/76376_493246228734_713553734_6945568_2244107_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6123406507751582135</id><published>2010-12-29T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:17:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRsnnslNGdI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/_XCG2dVQDos/s1600/150310_10150094329663735_713553734_7139044_5691126_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRsnnslNGdI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/_XCG2dVQDos/s400/150310_10150094329663735_713553734_7139044_5691126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556078128227228114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you so much for hearing to all my whines and even for understanding my feelings about almost everything, from this to that and this and that again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being like a big brother to me throughout the months we've been so close.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i would have someone like you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You're indeed one strong person and i believe in you, your life and your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping me out in every problems, for all those advices and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I even thank god for letting me have you in my life, as my brother my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best i ever had and i promise, i'll always pray for you to be happy in your life and even with your babygirl. Thank you for all those words that made me feel eventually better.&lt;br /&gt;The words you said over at taka when we slacked till late with the others when i got bullied and cried but i know i cried because i was simply angry knowing that i can do nothing but you came up to me like one big brother and tell me that i should be proud instead.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate that so much. ♥  ♥&lt;br /&gt;Orang yang bersabar akan dapat kebahagiaan juga satu hari nanti, ALLAH  sayang orang sabar.&lt;br /&gt;Thank for hearing and see-ing me cry eventhough i can be one irritating ass at times.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the jokes and laughters big brother.&lt;br /&gt;Im just hoping that everything will eventually stays the same, EVEN IF anything were to happen between me and boyfriend. *touch wood*&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that you'll stay and be one of my true friend.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang kau big brother.&lt;br /&gt;I feel you in each and everyway cause we go through hardship in life and thats what makes us different and stronger in facing our own problems.&lt;br /&gt;*berbual diner dash pastu joget joget macam sims*&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/4317399511000565575-6123406507751582135?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6123406507751582135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6123406507751582135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6123406507751582135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6123406507751582135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-so-much-for-hearing-to-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRsnnslNGdI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/_XCG2dVQDos/s72-c/150310_10150094329663735_713553734_7139044_5691126_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-2583792910630230479</id><published>2010-12-26T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T13:07:31.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbNij9s7II/AAAAAAAAGeE/Dgtx431OVVs/s1600/IMG_3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbNij9s7II/AAAAAAAAGeE/Dgtx431OVVs/s400/IMG_3656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554853184061369474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbNif0uZNI/AAAAAAAAGd8/A7GPukkGyr8/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbNif0uZNI/AAAAAAAAGd8/A7GPukkGyr8/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554853182949975250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMTwEIiGI/AAAAAAAAGd0/8Oa7ehy7JpU/s1600/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMTwEIiGI/AAAAAAAAGd0/8Oa7ehy7JpU/s400/IMG_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851830099904610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMThLpuTI/AAAAAAAAGds/11VJZgcmJ98/s1600/SAM_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMThLpuTI/AAAAAAAAGds/11VJZgcmJ98/s400/SAM_0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851826104908082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMTdBlQ4I/AAAAAAAAGdk/Bbtk1Tsawjc/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbMTdBlQ4I/AAAAAAAAGdk/Bbtk1Tsawjc/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554851824988930946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im meeting wahidah mok in awhile but first i seriously gotta shower and all.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of having an impromptu meetup with the other babies but i can't get through inna pleediot, and ikin isn't picking up my calls. And nana is away, and sara is working today.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess, i shall just meet up with wahidah and enjoy my short meetup with her before i meet bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ and hit town to get his macbook since he sent it for repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that yunni is fine over at KL and hoping that jayjay is way fine now with her bf.&lt;br /&gt;Nurul too. We'll meet up okay.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the distance, i'll always love each and everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;True friendship isn’t being inseparable, it’s being separated and nothing changes. ♥&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/4317399511000565575-2583792910630230479?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/2583792910630230479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=2583792910630230479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2583792910630230479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/2583792910630230479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-meeting-wahidah-mok-in-awhile-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRbNij9s7II/AAAAAAAAGeE/Dgtx431OVVs/s72-c/IMG_3656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5459190860469682400</id><published>2010-12-26T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T08:43:31.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRaPZd93L5I/AAAAAAAAGdc/eyelJrat1ow/s1600/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRaPZd93L5I/AAAAAAAAGdc/eyelJrat1ow/s400/IMG_0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554784858111684498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’m not a complicated girlfriend. I don’t expect you to text me 24/7. I don’t expect you to call me everyday. I don’t expect you to put me in front of your boys. I don’t expect you to ditch all your girl best friends for me. I don’t expect you to surprise me with roses. I don’t expect you to buy me the world on my birthday. I don’t expect you to always agree with what I say. I don’t expect you to pay for everything. I don’t expect you to go out of your way and buy all the things that I mention I wanted. I don’t expect you to put me over your family. I don’t expect you to brag about me to all your friends.I don’t expect you to believe I’m the best girlfriend in the whole world. I don’t expect you to stop checking out other girls. I don’t expect you to never mention a hot girl in front of me. I don’t expect you to already know what I want. I don’t expect you to never be mad at me. I just expect you to be trustworthy, to trust me, to never take me for granted like I won’t take you for granted, to always be real with me, to keep equality between us, and to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m scared I won’t add up to your expectations. I’m not perfect, I’m not gorgeous, I don’t have the prettiest smile or the most banging body. I’m not going to be cute every second of the day &amp;amp; I’m not always going to look my greatest. I’m not always going to know the right thing to say &amp;amp; the right time to say it. I am very emotional &amp;amp; I do have pretty bad moodswings. I usually over react over dumb little things &amp;amp; cry over nothing. I’m afraid I won’t add up to your ex girlfriend, but I am willing to try my hardest. I get jealous but that only proves that I care enough not to lose you. I make assumptions &amp;amp; I will argue until I get my point across. I’m impatient, insecure &amp;amp; at times, selfish - but I’m trusting you with something that I know you can break. I’m going to trust you with everything I’ve got &amp;amp; put my heart out for everyone to see. I’m going to accept you for the person you are &amp;amp; love you for the person you help me to be. so if you choose to love me, then love me for me - for who I am, for what I hope to become, for the drama that you’re going to have to go through &amp;amp; for the flaws I come with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you bay &lt;span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-5459190860469682400?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5459190860469682400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5459190860469682400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5459190860469682400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5459190860469682400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-not-complicated-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TRaPZd93L5I/AAAAAAAAGdc/eyelJrat1ow/s72-c/IMG_0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-707394029911577860</id><published>2010-12-17T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:04:28.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQrhFZ_jUTI/AAAAAAAAGdM/Kq-eu77RWuk/s1600/PB180076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQrhFZ_jUTI/AAAAAAAAGdM/Kq-eu77RWuk/s400/PB180076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551496973680595250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two types of bestfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1 :&lt;br /&gt;The bestfriend who you’re so close to. You see them at least twice a week or more. You guys talk alot and catch up on everything. &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2 :&lt;br /&gt;The type of friendship where you two don’t talk as much but deep down, you know that persons your bestfriend. Why? They understand you even if they barely see you. &lt;span class="messageBody"&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/4317399511000565575-707394029911577860?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/707394029911577860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=707394029911577860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/707394029911577860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/707394029911577860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-are-two-types-of-bestfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQrhFZ_jUTI/AAAAAAAAGdM/Kq-eu77RWuk/s72-c/PB180076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6904299651918892166</id><published>2010-12-17T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:59:35.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpSx7glfcI/AAAAAAAAGdE/7GJqzb6bES0/s1600/72006_10150101110583735_713553734_7236692_4001275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpSx7glfcI/AAAAAAAAGdE/7GJqzb6bES0/s400/72006_10150101110583735_713553734_7236692_4001275_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551340508428991938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this mr hot guy left all of us for australia for 2 freakinn weeks and im so not happy about that but may he come back safely and prayers that he'll come back with lotsa goodies alright brah?&lt;br /&gt;You sayang i, you must bawak balek gums or whatever okay.&lt;br /&gt;Pls, if you bawak balek keychain, i make sure i ask you telan!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Miss your crapping already.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting that sha(h)andsome almost everyday makes me and the others miss you more lah! chek.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Ok hugs and kisses okay!&lt;br /&gt;Belikan i bikini. hahahahaha! bye lah.&lt;br /&gt;promise us, you'll just takecare and come back safely yeah!&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/4317399511000565575-6904299651918892166?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6904299651918892166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6904299651918892166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6904299651918892166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6904299651918892166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-this-mr-hot-guy-left-all-of-us-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpSx7glfcI/AAAAAAAAGdE/7GJqzb6bES0/s72-c/72006_10150101110583735_713553734_7236692_4001275_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-98928145641368614</id><published>2010-12-17T01:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:51:17.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the pictures are in random orders. Not recent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some pictures i've upload with my loved ones to share it with my readers.&lt;br /&gt;Ok enjoy! &lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpQqar-sYI/AAAAAAAAGcU/MhyytSO2GYw/s1600/39614_149861128361785_100000136974266_488331_1077209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpQqar-sYI/AAAAAAAAGcU/MhyytSO2GYw/s400/39614_149861128361785_100000136974266_488331_1077209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551338180336071042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpQKvGNdPI/AAAAAAAAGb8/PSNDgIgKlno/s1600/38646_149861051695126_100000136974266_488327_3821701_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpQKvGNdPI/AAAAAAAAGb8/PSNDgIgKlno/s400/38646_149861051695126_100000136974266_488327_3821701_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551337636058985714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpP2EsKMkI/AAAAAAAAGbs/udzDrQ5PSwQ/s1600/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpP2EsKMkI/AAAAAAAAGbs/udzDrQ5PSwQ/s400/IMG_0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551337281078047298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpP1oM_s2I/AAAAAAAAGbk/hLA34R4-JUY/s1600/IMG_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpRVPI1kuI/AAAAAAAAGc0/Kfewh9BwVHY/s400/DSCF1017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551338915970257634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpRT_umOGI/AAAAAAAAGcc/xUXtJix6-Mc/s1600/DSCF0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpRT_umOGI/AAAAAAAAGcc/xUXtJix6-Mc/s400/DSCF0909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551338894653798498" 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/4317399511000565575-98928145641368614?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/98928145641368614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=98928145641368614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/98928145641368614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/98928145641368614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-pictures-are-in-random-orders.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpQqar-sYI/AAAAAAAAGcU/MhyytSO2GYw/s72-c/39614_149861128361785_100000136974266_488331_1077209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-9118648956083521298</id><published>2010-12-17T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:29:28.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpJ1wACFwI/AAAAAAAAGZM/PdoX9n-m0Ms/s1600/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpJ1wACFwI/AAAAAAAAGZM/PdoX9n-m0Ms/s400/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551330678454490882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay i know i've been gone for quite sometime, been hiatus-ing for awhile lah.&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with things, just hope to get back on track lately.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays in alreadyyyyyyyyyyy ^^&lt;br /&gt;okay, im rotting at home now doing nothing. Just hoping around into friend's fb and blog!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i had a huge stomach upset early in the morning earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;And i dont know why even, i think i makan sembarang only. ok diam ah.&lt;br /&gt;This post is random cause seriously, im dead bored to the maximummmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;im all alone at home and i seriously have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Im not even youtube-ing cause i just don't have the mood to. bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing to post ready. bye lah.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥ is asleep by now since we're damn exhausted over the days lah.&lt;br /&gt;He failed his theory and re-taking it again this thursday. Will pray hard for you okay bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥ !&lt;br /&gt;nari chillings baby kat rumah sudah.&lt;br /&gt;k dah boring, byesxzxzxzx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay lah since i've not been updating, i'll post out some pictures in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;kay wait. &lt;span jsid="text"&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/4317399511000565575-9118648956083521298?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/9118648956083521298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=9118648956083521298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9118648956083521298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/9118648956083521298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-i-know-ive-been-gone-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TQpJ1wACFwI/AAAAAAAAGZM/PdoX9n-m0Ms/s72-c/163170_10150101125738735_713553734_7237014_4950300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-5130334669371469274</id><published>2010-12-07T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:46:39.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP2toJi2wsI/AAAAAAAAGYs/-3l_Ia0kH6g/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP2toJi2wsI/AAAAAAAAGYs/-3l_Ia0kH6g/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547781221258805954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay thanks to lydia izzati for explaining to me almost everything about nuffnang.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its all about per clicks and all, about so called numbers of people reading my blog and clicking on my adverts or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;So sape sape yang sayang i ? Tolong tolong i click okay? :p&lt;br /&gt;Alah you people bace, sambil click je what?&lt;br /&gt;click less than 1 minit tau. Okay so tolong i kay! HAHAHAHAHA ;p&lt;br /&gt;Okay diam ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do help me click on my nuffnang okay! heh heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;Love you people!&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/4317399511000565575-5130334669371469274?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/5130334669371469274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=5130334669371469274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5130334669371469274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/5130334669371469274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-thanks-to-lydia-izzati-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP2toJi2wsI/AAAAAAAAGYs/-3l_Ia0kH6g/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-92375595083046792</id><published>2010-12-07T08:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:22:18.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP19fj5lPpI/AAAAAAAAGYk/Hgmnrt_rl5w/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP19fj5lPpI/AAAAAAAAGYk/Hgmnrt_rl5w/s400/IMG_1145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547728297156492946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18yALcvfI/AAAAAAAAGYc/9cReFN1ed60/s1600/IMG_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18yALcvfI/AAAAAAAAGYc/9cReFN1ed60/s400/IMG_0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727514473643506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jzac_uI/AAAAAAAAGYU/f0CNF4NlgHo/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jzac_uI/AAAAAAAAGYU/f0CNF4NlgHo/s400/IMG_1665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727270528745186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jlrLwtI/AAAAAAAAGYM/j__mTvKaTQ4/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jlrLwtI/AAAAAAAAGYM/j__mTvKaTQ4/s400/IMG_1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727266840822482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jKlZ6NI/AAAAAAAAGYE/hZViZhOb4CE/s1600/DSCF1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18jKlZ6NI/AAAAAAAAGYE/hZViZhOb4CE/s400/DSCF1005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727259568826578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18i9mqKyI/AAAAAAAAGX8/snB77vCga9s/s1600/Photo0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18i9mqKyI/AAAAAAAAGX8/snB77vCga9s/s400/Photo0487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727256084425506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18ikhkjFI/AAAAAAAAGX0/45JMuHbGZD4/s1600/SAM_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP18ikhkjFI/AAAAAAAAGX0/45JMuHbGZD4/s400/SAM_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727249352199250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17LH0sZVI/AAAAAAAAGXs/o4dt1lKu_B8/s1600/73966_493241883734_713553734_6945486_7398778_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17LH0sZVI/AAAAAAAAGXs/o4dt1lKu_B8/s400/73966_493241883734_713553734_6945486_7398778_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547725746999158098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17K54a5oI/AAAAAAAAGXk/J4NlgcuLL9g/s1600/75853_145531935494008_100001116060086_214912_6531709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17K54a5oI/AAAAAAAAGXk/J4NlgcuLL9g/s400/75853_145531935494008_100001116060086_214912_6531709_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547725743256692354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17Kj2U9iI/AAAAAAAAGXc/2WqR-rUggLk/s1600/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP17Kj2U9iI/AAAAAAAAGXc/2WqR-rUggLk/s400/IMG_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547725737342334498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i love each and everyone of them here.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, till now.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changed despite every changes.&lt;br /&gt;The one that had been there for me through the good times and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;Loving me despite every changes. *hug pastu cium dahi korang satu satu*&lt;br /&gt;I love you people alot gila babi &lt;span jsid="text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to some for hearing me whine and being there hearing to all my problems and whatever it is, thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;To those not there, rest assure i understand that you people are way busy.&lt;br /&gt;But we jolly well know we're close at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang banyak (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-92375595083046792?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/92375595083046792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=92375595083046792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/92375595083046792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/92375595083046792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-i-love-each-and-everyone-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP19fj5lPpI/AAAAAAAAGYk/Hgmnrt_rl5w/s72-c/IMG_1145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6121811295649240583</id><published>2010-12-07T07:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:07:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP16uTKj_nI/AAAAAAAAGXU/UP8tznUuS7Q/s1600/76440_493222898734_713553734_6945009_5163875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP16uTKj_nI/AAAAAAAAGXU/UP8tznUuS7Q/s400/76440_493222898734_713553734_6945009_5163875_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547725251827465842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont think there's a need for me to say anything else, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be it this way, i don't wanna think about what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If things were to go this way, if things really would wanna end this way, than just be it this way.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna cry over shits anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i don't think there's a need too like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so fuck everyone that fucked me okay.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Im still rockin so what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I slept the whole day yesterday that i really really woke up in the morning like 1am plus and couldn't get back to bed and decided to rant things out in a piece of letter for baba since its been ages since i sent letters to him. Letter done and ya, im deciding whether to hit down to school or not. I so called paitau-ed spadey and bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ yesterday cause i seriously did promised to hit down to bay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ crib to do some recording shit but i was pretty much a lazyass so i give that awesome night amiss, so im meeting them after school IF im going ah. Okay i think im changing my link soon.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think i should? Okay bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;I miss mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow i realise...&lt;br /&gt;Ps: some feelings just can't be avoided. Fuck insecurities fuck jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;Im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6121811295649240583?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6121811295649240583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6121811295649240583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6121811295649240583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6121811295649240583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-think-theres-need-for-me-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TP16uTKj_nI/AAAAAAAAGXU/UP8tznUuS7Q/s72-c/76440_493222898734_713553734_6945009_5163875_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-7912736751266932776</id><published>2010-12-06T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:28:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPzjXys5K-I/AAAAAAAAGXE/eRQpc4Urdms/s1600/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPzjXys5K-I/AAAAAAAAGXE/eRQpc4Urdms/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547558838900173794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok im rotting soon at home, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Zoo date with bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ and the others is canceled but i don't mind ready.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥ wants to bring me to USS most probably next week and than we'll be having a flyer date too!&lt;br /&gt;Excited already. Ok thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but i think i still have something in mind but i simply don't know what is it.&lt;br /&gt;I think i think too much lately that somehow i hate most of the feelings im having.&lt;br /&gt;I've been such an ass lately that i can't simply think straight.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i want and i don't know what to do already.&lt;br /&gt;Go on or not go on.&lt;br /&gt;Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;Im having fucked up feelings now, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-7912736751266932776?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/7912736751266932776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=7912736751266932776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7912736751266932776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/7912736751266932776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ok-im-rotting-soon-at-home-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPzjXys5K-I/AAAAAAAAGXE/eRQpc4Urdms/s72-c/IMG_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8150892134078784163</id><published>2010-12-03T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:54:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjq0AXsDMI/AAAAAAAAGW8/zk5WDaKj_cI/s1600/IMG_3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjq0AXsDMI/AAAAAAAAGW8/zk5WDaKj_cI/s400/IMG_3991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546441120280218818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqzvEergI/AAAAAAAAGW0/S8Axssbjs9U/s1600/IMG_3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqzvEergI/AAAAAAAAGW0/S8Axssbjs9U/s400/IMG_3555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546441115636248066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqzLFBA-I/AAAAAAAAGWs/gTq8GTcmwGk/s1600/IMG_8379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqzLFBA-I/AAAAAAAAGWs/gTq8GTcmwGk/s400/IMG_8379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546441105974821858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqyzDmd5I/AAAAAAAAGWk/A9JDMFXASdU/s1600/IMG_8264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqyzDmd5I/AAAAAAAAGWk/A9JDMFXASdU/s400/IMG_8264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546441099526436754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqyq2Q-CI/AAAAAAAAGWc/CjemnyM-IWQ/s1600/IMG_7505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjqyq2Q-CI/AAAAAAAAGWc/CjemnyM-IWQ/s400/IMG_7505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546441097323018274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpoQjNHeI/AAAAAAAAGWU/Q2kzovfGnkA/s1600/tumblr_kvrsncqSvB1qzgzan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpoQjNHeI/AAAAAAAAGWU/Q2kzovfGnkA/s400/tumblr_kvrsncqSvB1qzgzan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439818953432546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpn7gVbwI/AAAAAAAAGWM/Psb4iURLns8/s1600/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpn7gVbwI/AAAAAAAAGWM/Psb4iURLns8/s400/DSC00977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439813304250114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpnlj6T7I/AAAAAAAAGWE/rcLQawsivx0/s1600/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpnlj6T7I/AAAAAAAAGWE/rcLQawsivx0/s400/DSC00844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439807413669810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpnAydGXI/AAAAAAAAGV8/p7IdkljQCM0/s1600/bitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpnAydGXI/AAAAAAAAGV8/p7IdkljQCM0/s400/bitches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439797542558066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpm_zn-pI/AAAAAAAAGV0/fDK7E894xIo/s1600/IMG_3644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjpm_zn-pI/AAAAAAAAGV0/fDK7E894xIo/s400/IMG_3644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439797279029906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you girls and i don't want things to end.&lt;br /&gt;Harap harap we'll pull through.&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;br /&gt;Sorry and i love you three &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&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/4317399511000565575-8150892134078784163?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8150892134078784163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8150892134078784163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8150892134078784163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8150892134078784163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-you-girls-and-i-dont-want-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjq0AXsDMI/AAAAAAAAGW8/zk5WDaKj_cI/s72-c/IMG_3991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-6216413895722537833</id><published>2010-12-03T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:46:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjlQUhhZQI/AAAAAAAAGVs/ru3OBS1lX5c/s1600/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjlQUhhZQI/AAAAAAAAGVs/ru3OBS1lX5c/s400/IMG_1728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546435009656743170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bay&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥, thanks for hearing me out despite you're far away from me now.&lt;br /&gt;Despite being in jb for one whole day, knowing that how much things are pulling me down, you go online and still hear my whines and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Come back quick cause there's so much we needa talk about.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you texting me and giving me random calls already and i can't wait to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;I know its only been a day without but its killing me already.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how im gonna lead my everyday life when you're up for national service already.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥; i love you. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-6216413895722537833?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/6216413895722537833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=6216413895722537833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6216413895722537833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/6216413895722537833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/bay-thanks-for-hearing-me-out-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPjlQUhhZQI/AAAAAAAAGVs/ru3OBS1lX5c/s72-c/IMG_1728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-3971248408150607584</id><published>2010-12-03T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:58:16.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ya, im glad that things are fine between me and my family members.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish for history to repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;Since they know what i've been up too in life, than i shall let it be.&lt;br /&gt;We've talked things out and i think things are fine now.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the money, forget about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i do, i just know my limits.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the talk and advices.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i know what im doing.&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/4317399511000565575-3971248408150607584?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/3971248408150607584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=3971248408150607584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3971248408150607584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/3971248408150607584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-ya-im-glad-that-things-are-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-4936732483551637964</id><published>2010-12-03T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:44:23.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPh0TwuLunI/AAAAAAAAGVk/B9GJTbqPKo8/s1600/29072010204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPh0TwuLunI/AAAAAAAAGVk/B9GJTbqPKo8/s400/29072010204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546310823951710834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;okay  i know its my fault for not wishing you on my birthday and for not  spending time with you girls but im just stating some facts like, if  you're a real friend you won't bitch about me that way through twitter  and say all those shits there. Besides, if i am really in a wrong, you  should instead point it out instead o&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;f ignoring and bitching me in twitter knowing that im no longer active there kan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;How  much you girls are disappointed in me, yes i know my fault but after  reading those kinda remarks over at twitter, the feeling of saying sorry  just went away. Between us stays between us. Others friends are not  suppose to be there and i can't accept that. Thats all. I don't wanna  argue over shits like this but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna drag this matter any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Neither am i saying that you girls are fault, it is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;im not looking for any attention but i realise my mistake for neglecting.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for my mistakes but the others issues.&lt;br /&gt;Im not expecting you girls to even say any sorry, even if you girls are not gonna say it pun, im not expecting but nevermind, i don't wanna argue cause i've got enough cash money stress to handle and i don't wanna add to my problems anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl, happy birthday and i promise to make things up to you.&lt;br /&gt;May you be blessed with tons of laughters and joy on your birthday with or without me.&lt;br /&gt;May you be filled with tons of happiness from your bday onwards.&lt;br /&gt;And i love you no matter what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-4936732483551637964?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/4936732483551637964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=4936732483551637964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4936732483551637964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/4936732483551637964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/okay-i-know-its-my-fault-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TPh0TwuLunI/AAAAAAAAGVk/B9GJTbqPKo8/s72-c/29072010204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4317399511000565575.post-8939357252256742394</id><published>2010-12-02T18:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:34:42.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im at erica's crib now munching on nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;was home around 8 p0lus 9 from fort canning with bay&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥ and the other fantastic four together with stanley! Ah bagus ah syak aje ah! takpe ah. all syak ah nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;syabil also right, you both go die now.&lt;br /&gt;nehmind later on, heading town with erica and firdan maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥, syabil and arab brothers heading off to jb for idk what reason.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be back tomorrow with gums for us! yay!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs  kay bye ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, sorry eh my blog like idk what ah.&lt;br /&gt;temporary okay. sembrg only ah.&lt;br /&gt;okay my english today pecah siao ready.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4317399511000565575-8939357252256742394?l=summerpoppin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/feeds/8939357252256742394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4317399511000565575&amp;postID=8939357252256742394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8939357252256742394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4317399511000565575/posts/default/8939357252256742394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoppin.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-at-ericas-crib-now-munching-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana Atiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02037383030181671783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xRGp5f23jZY/TUpSWqHY00I/AAAAAAAAGjs/qt7KI1tR4ns/s220/168148_10150094264666941_541186940_5978410_7072783_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
