<?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-356314011371452456</id><updated>2011-08-16T02:57:30.204+08:00</updated><category term='Muqadimah. haha'/><title type='text'>Boogie Bloggie!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-5981740850690696186</id><published>2009-11-06T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:38:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orianthi Panagaris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SvQ4iDPr_lI/AAAAAAAAANA/GwH8FkZEsSU/s1600-h/l_cc626cc765b23e55865b41f738897696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SvQ4iDPr_lI/AAAAAAAAANA/GwH8FkZEsSU/s320/l_cc626cc765b23e55865b41f738897696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401004010761879122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's a frawesome guitar player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She played with Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Her solo's are sickkkk! (in a good way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's not an American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She jammed with Carlos Santana and Steve Vai (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love her style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anddd most of all, I WANNA BE LIKE HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something about her that I found on her website :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 24 years old, Orianthi has already experienced what most aspiring musicians only dream of. She's opened for her hero (Steve Vai), backed an Idol (Carrie Underwood), traded solos with a legend (Carlos Santana) and shared the stage with the King of Pop (Michael Jackson). What's left to conquer? The world stage, for one, and this guitar wunderkind has her sights clearly set on the road ahead. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After a performance with Carrie Underwood on stage at the 2009 Grammy Awards the blogosphere was buzzing with news of this little-known guitar prodigy. It prompted Michael Jackson to call with an offer for her to be his guitarist for his dates at the O2 Arena in London. When offered the gig in Michael Jackson’s live band, Orianthi joined a prestigious line of guitar players including Eddie Van Halen, Santana, Slash, Steve Stevens, Jennifer Batten and Larry Carlton. Sadly the tour was not to be and music lost an icon. “Working with Michael was a life-changing experience,” Orianthi reflects, “One I will never forget.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Her story starts in Adelaide on the southern tip of Australia where, at the age of six, Orianthi began taking an interest in her dad's record collection. "Jimi Hendrix, Eric Clapton, Cream, Santana… he was into guitar players that are real songwriters," she boasts. Growing up in the 80s, a decade remembered for its many guitar greats, Orianthi also listened to a lot of Whitesnake, Van Halen and Def Leppard. Her father, who used to be a player in a Greek band, also kept plenty of instruments around the house, and it didn't take long before Orianthi strummed her first chord. Mastering the six-string came naturally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"When I was 11, Carlos Santana came to play Adelaide and that show really affected me," she recounts. “I begged my dad to get me a second hand electric guitar so I could be like Carlos, and that was it, no more acoustic. After that, I would buy all of Carlos' videos — on VHS! — which I kept rewinding to try and learn his solos. I totally wore out the tapes."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some seven years later when Carlos Santana passed through Adelaide again &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Carlos' brother arranged a sound-check meeting between the guitar god and his young disciple after hearing some of her music. A sound check jam evolved into an invitation to join him on stage where Orianthi played for about 35 minutes and took a solo in front of a hometown crowd. Performances, tours and guest appearances with Steve Vai, ZZ Top and Prince have kept Orianthi busy up to this point. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But guitar is far from Orianthi’s only means of expression. Before she received the call from the King of Pop, Orianthi had already been hard at work on her upcoming album, &lt;u&gt;Believe&lt;/u&gt;, on which she sings, writes and leads her own band. Working with Geffen Records Chairman and A&amp;amp;R veteran Ron Fair and producer Howard Benson (All American Rejects, Daughtry, My Chemical Romance, Three Days Grace) her fierceness of character has made its way to songs that will simply knock the socks off of any boy in the rock star schoolyard. &lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;Orianthi packs modern girl-power punch into every turn of phrase, but it’s the shredding that takes her brand of rock to an entirely new level. Songs like “Suffocated” and “Think Like A Man” are anthemic rock tracks recalling at time Evanescence, Avril Lavigne, Paramore and even a less-music row more-sunset strip Taylor Swift. First single “According To You” is a catchy tale of an ungrateful boyfriend with a killer guitar solo. The result: a thunderous, hook and riff driven debut that sounds larger than life. If, for a moment, you’ve thought the music world could use another taste of The Runaways’ Joan Jett, let us introduce you to Orianthi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SvQ7P9qTURI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OD48cMfWEJY/s1600-h/l_4c8ff365cf584249bba65800b06e1cea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SvQ7P9qTURI/AAAAAAAAANQ/OD48cMfWEJY/s320/l_4c8ff365cf584249bba65800b06e1cea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401006998560133394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just look at this. Awwwh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-5981740850690696186?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/5981740850690696186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/11/orianthi-panagaris.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/5981740850690696186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/5981740850690696186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/11/orianthi-panagaris.html' title='Orianthi Panagaris'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SvQ4iDPr_lI/AAAAAAAAANA/GwH8FkZEsSU/s72-c/l_cc626cc765b23e55865b41f738897696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-681312371217892693</id><published>2009-10-16T21:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:52:12.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It (pt 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"This is the moment, This Is It!" - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLPbbg3w0I/AAAAAAAAALw/KFkVVOEEucI/s1600-h/michael_jackson_movie_this_is_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLPbbg3w0I/AAAAAAAAALw/KFkVVOEEucI/s320/michael_jackson_movie_this_is_it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396103373692322626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the tickets already, yayyyy! I feel so releived at the moment when I finally got to hold the tickets, I don't have to worry about missing the movie anymore. The selling of the tickets are just so incredibly fast! I bought them on Friday, with Mun Hong and Bella's company. And I got the limited eidition poster &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(weeeeee)&lt;/span&gt;. Mun Hong and Bella witnessed how happy I was on that day. lol. We were supposed to study Physics together at Bella's place, but biasa la kan. I was so worried about the tickets, so we went to buy them instead. But we did, (WE DID!) study a lil bit of Physics chapter 3. So okay la tu kan, better than nothing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLVKXmeGfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O4sidX8Tbuw/s1600-h/DSC09889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLVKXmeGfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O4sidX8Tbuw/s320/DSC09889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396109677654055410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The 'precious' tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLZzjxXDdI/AAAAAAAAAMI/V-qVjTfMbNc/s1600-h/DSC09882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLZzjxXDdI/AAAAAAAAAMI/V-qVjTfMbNc/s320/DSC09882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114783342104018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mun Hong, what's up with the tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXvE9uMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/gFsaILH_yxk/s1600-h/DSC09885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXvE9uMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/gFsaILH_yxk/s320/DSC09885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396115404852410562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The 'grawsome' Krispy Kreme donuts! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXwWaDHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GT3-pT5-UAs/s1600-h/DSC09886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXwWaDHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GT3-pT5-UAs/s320/DSC09886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396115405194005618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bellalalala :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaYLOOkKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eU6H6aom5sg/s1600-h/DSC09888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaYLOOkKI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eU6H6aom5sg/s320/DSC09888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396115412407455906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sorry Bella, it was MH's idea  ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXdHVORI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5a3kbrWUvuU/s1600-h/DSC09884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLaXdHVORI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5a3kbrWUvuU/s320/DSC09884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396115400030501138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;PMH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Puan Mariam Hasyim :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;End of part 1, wait for part 2. haha (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently listening to : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Are My Life - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-681312371217892693?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/681312371217892693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/681312371217892693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/681312371217892693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it-pt-1.html' title='This Is It (pt 1)'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SuLPbbg3w0I/AAAAAAAAALw/KFkVVOEEucI/s72-c/michael_jackson_movie_this_is_it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-5839762039108654518</id><published>2009-09-16T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:20:45.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If A Song Could Get Me You</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RbSXxwiYMY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RbSXxwiYMY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this video! The song is so cute kan. Marit Larsen is such a talented babe. She can write songs, play the piano, guitar, ukulele and she has a unique voice. But I just discovered her a few days ago, haha kesiannya.&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/356314011371452456-5839762039108654518?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/5839762039108654518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-song-could-get-me-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/5839762039108654518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/5839762039108654518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-song-could-get-me-you.html' title='If A Song Could Get Me You'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-3202134634981863566</id><published>2009-09-16T16:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:05:29.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post with a thousand meanings (laugh at it, haha!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FALSE HOPES. Arent you just sick of them? Boys might be cool with it since they can move on so easily. In fact, they're the ones who give out false hopes to poor innocent girls. Well, sometimes the girl might not be so innocent but boys will never understand a girl's heart. No matter how rough the girl could be, her heart is still very vulnerable. So boys, please stop giving out false hopes if you think that the girl you're trying is not the right one for you. If you're still unsure about your feelings towards the girl, just stop it will you? Because in the end you'll just leave the girl halfway, letting her to be heartbroken. Wait until you're pretty sure that she is the right one, and start it all over again. I think that's the very right thing to do. Because us girls has always been the victim for false hopes given by the boy they like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(I'm not pointing or relating this to anyone, it's in general)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is plain and normal. Nothing much happened recently. Not in school, not at home or anywhere else. So there's nothing to talk about actually. But I seriously need to study a lot of things man! It seems like I spend almost ALL of my time with my acoustic guitar, writing songs. Happy songs, break-up songs, emotional songs but most of them are love songs. Don't know why but I'm so in the mood of writing these kind of songs. It makes me feel good. (hahah!) Mr. Hezron wants me to compose something different, so I'm thinking of combining some jazz and country music and make it sound a bit pop. Jazzrypop? Haha I don't know la how weird it'll sound. And I always wonder,  how can the lyrics be like? lol! However it is, I'll have so much time in kampung to spend for the song as I always have nothing to do when I'm in Maktok's house in Kedah. I'm going there this Sunday to celebrate the Eid with my mum's relatives there, and gonna stay there for a few days. So nothing to worry about. The only thing that is making me worried sick is the end of year exams! It's coming in like, err 3 weeks? But I haven't started any serious revision. Tonight I will, TONIGHT! (I'll try)  :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to this song -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Two Is Better Than One (Boys Like Girls ft. Taylor Swift)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've never liked Boys Like Girls that much before, not as much as I love bands like Arctic Monkeys, The Strokes, The Kooks etc. Because their music is just the typical American-rock-band music. Most of the new American bands sound like them, even the voice. Don't you think? (BLG fans, I'm sorrrry!)&lt;/span&gt; But once I listened to this song, I keep on repeating it on my iTunes. I think it's because of the lyrics, they're very simple yet meaningful. Which suits my mood for now. Ahhah! But I prefer the acoustic version, the one without Taylor Swift's voice. And I'm practising the song on the guitar now, thought of making an acoustic duet for it. Here are the lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You came into my life and I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; "Hey, you know, this could be something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And now I'm left with nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; So maybe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And maybe two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; There's so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; To figure out the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And you thought that it got me coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I remember every look upon your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; The way you roll your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; The way you taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You make it hard for breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I think of you and everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I'm finally now believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That maybe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And maybe two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; There's so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; To figure out the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And you thought that it got me coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Maybe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And maybe two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; There's so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; To figure out the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And you thought that it got me coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; And I'm thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause, baby, two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; There's so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; To figure out the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; But I'll figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; When it's all said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Two is better than one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Two is better than one         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-3202134634981863566?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/3202134634981863566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-with-thousand-of-meanings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/3202134634981863566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/3202134634981863566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/09/post-with-thousand-of-meanings.html' title='A post with a thousand meanings (laugh at it, haha!)'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-2269430165588820280</id><published>2009-08-29T13:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:29:52.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, little Michael!</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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpjC9gLNobI/AAAAAAAAALY/OQaRB9o86qQ/s1600-h/michael_jacksonyoung-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpjC9gLNobI/AAAAAAAAALY/OQaRB9o86qQ/s320/michael_jacksonyoung-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375260517131461042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Michael is turning 51 today! Okay, that's not little. Hahah! He might not be the little Michael anymore, but I just felt like putting the younger version of him. Maybe it's because of the fact that he never had a birthday party when he was a kid. Haha anyway, I hope he is&lt;br /&gt;having a blast up there, enjoying his 51st birthday. I hate saying this, but do rest in peace, Michael :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is a Birthday cake specially made for him ,&lt;br /&gt;since he loves Peter Pan so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not really, it wasn't me who baked this :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpjJBsGSONI/AAAAAAAAALg/lfjMzicVjTs/s1600-h/Peter-Pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpjJBsGSONI/AAAAAAAAALg/lfjMzicVjTs/s320/Peter-Pan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375267186121259218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently listening to : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I Want You Back - The Jackson 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-2269430165588820280?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/2269430165588820280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-little-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2269430165588820280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2269430165588820280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-little-michael.html' title='Happy Birthday, little Michael!'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpjC9gLNobI/AAAAAAAAALY/OQaRB9o86qQ/s72-c/michael_jacksonyoung-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-2154097876763662437</id><published>2009-08-28T12:32:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:37:39.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up and let me go, hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(don't ask me why, just felt like blogging about them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpdlpSG-PbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0MvFbRW1iNE/s1600-h/ting-tings2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpdlpSG-PbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0MvFbRW1iNE/s320/ting-tings2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374876440200101298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I actually love The Ting Tings a lottttt. Their music, their style, their......everything la, they just suit my taste. Listen to Great DJ / Shut Up and Let Me Go / We Walk / Be The One / Fruit Machine. If you like them, let's high five! Ohh and of course the song you're listening to now, (the one on my blog).  Maybe you'll think that the music is kinda weird, but it's unique! I don't think there's any other duo band like this. AND, I love Katie White! Guys may think that she's not hot, but I think she's very cute. Her sense of style, I just love the way she dress up and the way she modify her clothes! Just look at these pictures :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd44SZuSUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mz81r71KGkw/s1600-h/The-Ting-Tings-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd44SZuSUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mz81r71KGkw/s200/The-Ting-Tings-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374897588697712962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd437rCs3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/cCBjoMDt37A/s1600-h/KatieWhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd437rCs3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/cCBjoMDt37A/s200/KatieWhite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374897582596338546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Athira/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd44-0U6II/AAAAAAAAALA/tm-OsqTMZBw/s1600-h/2928429677_c94249f691_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd44-0U6II/AAAAAAAAALA/tm-OsqTMZBw/s200/2928429677_c94249f691_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374897600620456066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd8cHCiZ8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Jut-cr845ds/s1600-h/KatieWhite02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spd8cHCiZ8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Jut-cr845ds/s200/KatieWhite02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374901502657849282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, what do you think? She's the rock-chic-kind-of-girl I wish I could be, seriously. And her bandmate, who is the drummer of the band is quite hot too! His name is Jules something something. Quite a French-like name. Hehe. Ohh yea, this band had inspired Katy Perry too. So if you love Katy Perry, you should love them more! Okay I'm gonna stop typing now, or I'll crap more. lol. Toodles people! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spdx3nOLFAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E5gMngpgNgc/s1600-h/TheTingTingstingtings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Spdx3nOLFAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E5gMngpgNgc/s320/TheTingTingstingtings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374889880525149186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently listening to : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Escape - We Are Scientists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-2154097876763662437?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/2154097876763662437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/shut-up-and-let-me-go-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2154097876763662437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2154097876763662437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/shut-up-and-let-me-go-hey.html' title='Shut up and let me go, hey!'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpdlpSG-PbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0MvFbRW1iNE/s72-c/ting-tings2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-4505766625323010611</id><published>2009-08-24T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:55:44.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry I met you darling</title><content type='html'>It's the Ramadhan now, and so far everything's going on well now, alhamdulillah. The first day of fasting was okay, didn't really feel like I was fasting because I went to KL for almost the whole day, to do some shopping with my family. The second one was normal, but the food were awesome. No one can ever beat Mummy's cooking, NO ONE. And today is the 3rd day already, 27 more days till Rayaaa. It's not even a week of Ramadhan yet, but I'm getting so excited for the Eid. Well, you know why la kan **keshingg keshingg** hehe :P&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have the time to blog now, need to help Mummy in the kitchen with the preparations for buka puasa later. Anyway, here's something that I've been missing now, I really hope these boys will remain as a duo band, with more albums and deep songs. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JKKUxmVzeM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5JKKUxmVzeM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Currently listening to : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday Night - Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-4505766625323010611?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/4505766625323010611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sorry-i-met-you-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4505766625323010611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4505766625323010611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sorry-i-met-you-darling.html' title='I&apos;m sorry I met you darling'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-4087958282244595717</id><published>2009-08-21T20:41:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:13:26.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Lightning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out! What I've been waiting for, for almost two years! My boys are back! Yeeppee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLsBJPlGIDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fLsBJPlGIDU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Alex look totally different, very weird-looking and his long hair sucks! Jamie too, what's up with those beard man?! You were once a very innocently-cute looking guy, now you look like an old man! The bassist can still be accepted la. But the only one who looks normal is the drummer. Anyway, I don't really mind about their appearances as long as their music is getting better, and it's a bit heavier now. I still love the Arctic Monkeys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-4087958282244595717?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/4087958282244595717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/crying-lightning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4087958282244595717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4087958282244595717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/crying-lightning.html' title='Crying Lightning'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-6195399243284077646</id><published>2009-08-18T17:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:44:23.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're dreaming with a broken heart, then waking up is the hardest part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll try not to mention Michael in this post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't been updating my blog for quite a while dah kan. My life seems to be a bit busy recently. I don't really have the time to blog, online pun sekejap-sekejap je. But sooooo many things happened for these past few weeks! Good things, bad things, weird things,  shocking things, common and uncommon things. Bak kata Pak Abas, "Macam-macam ada!". But I don't think I can talk about them all here, because I'm afraid that I might hurt a few people's feelings. And I don't want people to think that I'm weird, like MH! (hehe, don't be mad k MH, you know me kan, I'll always think that you're weird :P)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Oh yeah, I heard that Amir is hospitalized somewhere in Melbourne, suspected H1N1.  FYI, Amir is one of my best friends from my old school, who is still close to me until now. He was always with me when I was dealing with the 'motherfishcaker' I used to have in my life. Even after he moved to Melbourne, he always called me to ask if I was alright. Senang cerita he's a great shoulder to cry on la, a very nice pal. Get well soon k Amir, I'll always pray for your recovery. And and, another great friend of mine, Zully, performed in the 'Melawati Live!' charity concert. Heard that it was a great success, congrats Zullayy! I'm sorry I wasn't able to attend the concert, I've already told you why kan. Keep up the good work k rock chic, perform banyak-banyak lagi. Nanti jadi famous jangan lupa I x)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was Abah's birthday. We did a closed family barbecue last Sunday night, and the black pepper lamb was a killer man! Kakak's marinade was awesome, I have to admit. I don't think I have complimented her on anything before, but this time I just have to. Hehe. Okay la I don't feel like writing anything here for now. I still have so many things to get done. But I have something to show you, this is a greaaaaat cover of Viva La Vida by Boyce Avenue. The singer is superb, he had three roles in the song! Enjoy, toodles people! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lio0YbTi87g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreaming With A Broken Heart by John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-6195399243284077646?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/6195399243284077646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-try-not-to-mention-michael-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6195399243284077646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6195399243284077646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-try-not-to-mention-michael-in-this.html' title='When you&apos;re dreaming with a broken heart, then waking up is the hardest part'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-1026492265491928765</id><published>2009-07-27T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:54:38.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After One Month</title><content type='html'>It's been a month now, since Michael passed away. I've tried my best to describe my feelings in words here, but I don't think there's even a word that can be used to picture how I'm feeling right now. It's just so weird. I'm still sad, of course. But feeling a lil happy. But why? I'm still finding the reason why. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's dead, you should move on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Athira&lt;/span&gt;. That's what my dad has been telling me eversince a month ago, and what I've been reminding myself everyday. I keep that in my mind all the time. But cakap senang la kan. Every night before I go to bed, I'll be listening to his songs and watch his videos from my iPod. And right before I shut my eyes, I would be promising to myself that it would be my last night listening to him. But yet, that's the first thing I did when I woke up the next morning. I'll grab my iPod and listen to at least one of his songs. Then baru ready nak buat other things and get ready for school. It's that bad. I have to stop all these. Hmm. Talking about dead people, I'm still devastated about the death of my favourite Malay female film-maker, Yasmin Ahmad. She died exactly one month after Michael, both at the age of 51. Will there be another 51 year-old person that I love is gonna die next month? Wallahu'alam. FYI, P. Ramlee is my favourite Malay film-maker and Yasmin is my number two. Her films and TV commercials are just awesome. They're all about unity and racism. Something like what Michael did during his lifetime. Oh btw, to those people who find my blog too MJ-ish, I'm sorry for the over-reacting about Michael's death. But this is my blog, I can write whatever I want here. If you're getting sick of it, tutup je la. Okay? Whatever. This is something funny that I wanna share with you guys. He's a Malaysian, we should be proud of it. Hahaha. My brother said that this Indian guy really looks like MJ, before he turned white. That seems true, just watch the video down there. And then watch MJ's first Billie Jean performance, the one yang kat Motown tu. Compare them. But suara memang tak la. LOL. I gtg now, need to get ready for my tuition classes. Adios! Enjoy this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YNatqCzF_Ns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YNatqCzF_Ns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay now compare it with this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-blEgMyJwU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-blEgMyJwU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, what do you think? Bahahahahahhh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Break of Dawn by Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-1026492265491928765?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/1026492265491928765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-one-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/1026492265491928765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/1026492265491928765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-one-month.html' title='After One Month'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-6832192337177290202</id><published>2009-07-15T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:37:45.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Knock Me Off My Feet!</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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Sl2WEB0KorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/y_RUC_dohlU/s1600-h/DSC09688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Sl2WEB0KorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/y_RUC_dohlU/s320/DSC09688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358604127591637682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adlin, I'm so proud that you're my friend! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MJ's drawing above is just so amazing! It really looked like MJ, isn't it? Well it was drawn on 4B's class whiteboard, by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Adlin&lt;/span&gt;! She's one of the biggest fan of MJ you can ever meet. I'm still amazed on how she can draw that on a whiteboard, using a marker pen! Gahhhhhh. Go on girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Like A Sunset,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying With The Rising Of The Moon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone Too Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Sl2cbgY_mtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jf-jiTpo3l0/s1600-h/104298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Sl2cbgY_mtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jf-jiTpo3l0/s320/104298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358611128005925586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwwh ain't this boy pretty?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will You Be There - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-6832192337177290202?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/6832192337177290202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-knock-me-off-my-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6832192337177290202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6832192337177290202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-knock-me-off-my-feet.html' title='You Knock Me Off My Feet!'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Sl2WEB0KorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/y_RUC_dohlU/s72-c/DSC09688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-4154812976955552645</id><published>2009-07-11T17:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:49:33.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;tho'&lt;br /&gt;your heart is aching,&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's breaking,&lt;br /&gt;When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;If you&lt;br /&gt;Smile through your fear and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through- For you.&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face with gladness,&lt;br /&gt;Hide ev'ry trace of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Altho' a tear may be ever so near,&lt;br /&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying,&lt;br /&gt;Smile- What's the use of crying,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;If you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;These lyrics are taken from the song Smile by Charlie Chaplin. It is Michael Jackson's favourite song, he even recorded a cover of this song. His brother Jermaine sang this song during his Memorial Service a few days ago. However, I didn't watch the Memorial Service until the end. I  stayed up until about 3.30 am to watch the ceremony that was showed live on the TV. I straight away entered my bedroom after Usher's performance because I couldn't stand from tearing up because of the lyrics of the song he sang. It was Gone Too Soon, the song Michael wrote for a kid who suffered AIDS and died at a very young age. And now people are dedicating the song for Michael himself, how sad :(&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it has not been a great week for me. So many strange things happened throughout the week! First, the strange gifts I received from some anonymous person, then about the Michael Jackson's ghost and Abah asked me to stop everything about Michael. He doesn't allow me to watch Michael, to listen to Michael or even talk about Michael anymore. That's just so strange, don't you think? I'm still questioning about the reason why he doesn't want me to like Michael anymore. Is it just because he's dead? Hmmm. Tak pernah pun marah with my other celeb-crushes, siap support lagi. He bought me a David Archuleta's album and gave me some newspaper cuttings if there are arcticles about Archie in the newspaper etc. Peliknyaaaaa. I hope that I'll find out the actual reason soon.&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, Vindra brought some balloons for the Leo Club's water balloon fight. I asked her for one balloon, then Mia mintak jugak. We blowed the balloons, and wrote some messages for MJ. Quite kiddy, I know. But Vindra did that too! And some of our other classmates also wrote their message for Michael on the balloon LOL. Here are some pictures :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnAT2v0sPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/k9CgBEuM0t8/s1600-h/DSC09667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnAT2v0sPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/k9CgBEuM0t8/s320/DSC09667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357524679080063218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is MY balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnAUbe4bhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/V0u7Zsybh-o/s1600-h/DSC09673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnAUbe4bhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/V0u7Zsybh-o/s320/DSC09673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357524688941116946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is MIA's balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And some messages for Michael Jackson on the balloons :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBhSYOEUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6qW7ailV65c/s1600-h/DSC09668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBhSYOEUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6qW7ailV65c/s320/DSC09668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526009347182914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBhs6O8NI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bWKPMNO-aiM/s1600-h/DSC09669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBhs6O8NI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bWKPMNO-aiM/s320/DSC09669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526016469168338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBh4k57XI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qdPrlSfiiFE/s1600-h/DSC09670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBh4k57XI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qdPrlSfiiFE/s320/DSC09670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526019600936306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBiGk73tI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ALCfr9tIth8/s1600-h/DSC09671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBiGk73tI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ALCfr9tIth8/s320/DSC09671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526023359160018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBicmqzQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/P5qKWSQMcKs/s1600-h/DSC09674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnBicmqzQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/P5qKWSQMcKs/s320/DSC09674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357526029272009986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCundpRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TYRygXk_7bo/s1600-h/DSC09675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCundpRKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TYRygXk_7bo/s320/DSC09675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357527337857008802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCu64QNhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ihqh2BahtPc/s1600-h/DSC09678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCu64QNhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ihqh2BahtPc/s320/DSC09678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357527343068886546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCvfEEW0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/-_-bWzWCit8/s1600-h/DSC09679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCvfEEW0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/-_-bWzWCit8/s320/DSC09679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357527352782117698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And lastly, the picture of Mia and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCvah0o8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iZR-1VRD3Wo/s1600-h/DSC09676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnCvah0o8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/iZR-1VRD3Wo/s320/DSC09676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357527351564739522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song of the day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Gone Too Soon by Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/356314011371452456-4154812976955552645?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/4154812976955552645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4154812976955552645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4154812976955552645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SlnAT2v0sPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/k9CgBEuM0t8/s72-c/DSC09667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-2212871483709960604</id><published>2009-07-01T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:48:00.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonwalker</title><content type='html'>I dont really have the mood to blog now, but I have something awesome to share with you guys. This is just so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zpTQCQEFhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zpTQCQEFhg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's another one, which is greater, amazing-er, awesome-mer. haha whatever la the word is, but I couldn't post it here, it'll look weird. I don't know why. Anyway, here's the link : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Bf6AST5Itw&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop screaming while watching this! He's 42 years old in this video&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-2212871483709960604?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/2212871483709960604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/moonwalker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2212871483709960604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2212871483709960604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/07/moonwalker.html' title='Moonwalker'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-2457253923244793965</id><published>2009-06-29T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:18:10.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>Another day has gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;You're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Lone, 'lone&lt;br /&gt;Why, 'lone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to come&lt;br /&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;br /&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;br /&gt;Then forever can begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;br /&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone...&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great song, from one great man. I teared up most of the times when I listen to this song. The lyrics are so beautiful, goddd his ex-wife is so lucky to have this song dedicated to her. I keep singing and humming to this song. Even in school, Mia and I and some other friends sang along this song with us. We just can't accept the fact that he's gone. Everyone was like so sad. I recorded an acoustic cover of this song last night but I'll never post it here. If you wanna watch it you can just visit my Youtube channel, but pandai-pandai cari sendiri la okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkiGeUiNjJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g3L6Bnxpg3Q/s1600-h/a1185michael-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkiGeUiNjJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g3L6Bnxpg3Q/s320/a1185michael-jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352676012596235410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MJ doing his signature dance move, in his signature sequinned jacket and glove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And yeah, this is the song of the day for today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-2457253923244793965?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/2457253923244793965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-not-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2457253923244793965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2457253923244793965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-not-alone.html' title='You Are Not Alone'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkiGeUiNjJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/g3L6Bnxpg3Q/s72-c/a1185michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-2385589852710330934</id><published>2009-06-28T12:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:34:56.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Rock My World</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be a quick, short post. I have to get ready to go to KL later. I spent most of my times watching and listening to MJ recently. I asked my brother to look for all the CDs and concert VCDs I used to love when I was young, around 7 years old I think. And luckily, he found them! Too bad, I just realized how big MJ means to me. It's too late now. I want to watch him live so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skbxg1SNdzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/La5z8AjuDSQ/s1600-h/293.jackson.michael.030509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skbxg1SNdzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/La5z8AjuDSQ/s320/293.jackson.michael.030509.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352230753537980210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This photo was taken while he announced about his comeback tour, This Is It :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MOVING ON, my dad did a barbecue last night to celebrate Mummy's 45th birthday, which was on June 24th, one day before MJ passed away. hmm. We ordered 2 sets of cupcakes from Wondermilk, one is for Mummy and another one is for Abah. We wanted to make a surprise for Abah since we didn't celebrate the father's day a few weeks ago. The cupcakes are so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb0V3r2pBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SlapvYDb6t4/s1600-h/CIMG3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb0V3r2pBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SlapvYDb6t4/s320/CIMG3068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352233863738729490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy B'Day Mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb0VqRljsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LlGL3Yl_Vx4/s1600-h/CIMG3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb0VqRljsI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LlGL3Yl_Vx4/s320/CIMG3067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352233860138897090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Abah's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was nothing big, we didn't invite anyone pun, family je. Here are some photos of last night's barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_XWhY3bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/F1zOh3NdLSY/s1600-h/CIMG3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_XWhY3bI/AAAAAAAAAF4/F1zOh3NdLSY/s320/CIMG3073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352245983824108978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust me, these chicks tastes better than Nando's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_Xhx2EhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z-N3aNl8j9A/s1600-h/CIMG3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_Xhx2EhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z-N3aNl8j9A/s320/CIMG3102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352245986845921810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't they adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_X6IRUPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F4S1SXsG2qw/s1600-h/CIMG3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_X6IRUPI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F4S1SXsG2qw/s320/CIMG3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352245993382433010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The whole family. From the left : Kakak, Mummy, Athira, Abah, Yaya and Abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_YNciN9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/56QCxz8xCvA/s1600-h/CIMG3110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_YNciN9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/56QCxz8xCvA/s320/CIMG3110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352245998567700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Archieee. heh :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_YXLaJhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OCU0sNffl7c/s1600-h/CIMG3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skb_YXLaJhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/OCU0sNffl7c/s320/CIMG3118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352246001180222994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yaya gave me the idea to do this. Yeah, my whole family loves MJ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Rock My World - Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-2385589852710330934?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/2385589852710330934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-rock-my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2385589852710330934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/2385589852710330934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-rock-my-world.html' title='You Rock My World'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/Skbxg1SNdzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/La5z8AjuDSQ/s72-c/293.jackson.michael.030509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-4729314333580344056</id><published>2009-06-26T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:25:29.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend</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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkTuJFUcinI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HKeGq9Gm_30/s1600-h/michael-jackson-000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkTuJFUcinI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HKeGq9Gm_30/s320/michael-jackson-000000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351664097037159026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You're still the #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still can't believe this. It's just, I don't know la. Maybe it's just because I'm too shocked about it. The world just lost one greaaaaaat man, god it's Michael Jackson! He's like the king of the music industry. He's such a phenomenon. And he died, at a very young age. Due to some cardiac arrest or something. The whole world is so sad about it. He's such a great loss! I don't know how to describe it in words anymore. Anyway, I'm glad that he died as a Muslim, alhamdulillah :')&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a biiig fan of him when I was small, my dad even bought some CDs for me back then. But I've forgotten about him for a while, maybe it's because there weren't any new albums from him or anything. But it was just like, a few weeks ago that I heard some news about he's doing a comeback tour this July. But then, he died just a few days before July. Dah ajal kan, nak buat macam mana. Even my mum cried about it. Hmm. All we can do is recite an Al-Fatihah for him and let's hope that he will R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkWQ4OVhRaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FlugU_MwAb0/s1600-h/14238791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkWQ4OVhRaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FlugU_MwAb0/s320/14238791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351843027795133858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video of 'You Are Not Alone' when he was doing a concert here in Malaysia. This is one of my favourite songs from him. And I actually cried while watching this. Enjoy this beautiful song :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuEubPsfb7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuEubPsfb7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-4729314333580344056?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/4729314333580344056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/legend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4729314333580344056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/4729314333580344056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/legend.html' title='Legend'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkTuJFUcinI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HKeGq9Gm_30/s72-c/michael-jackson-000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-7682521394365918245</id><published>2009-06-25T21:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:26:43.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast! Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN3a4GkI0I/AAAAAAAAADA/ULs3TMt1d4A/s1600-h/DSC09655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN3a4GkI0I/AAAAAAAAADA/ULs3TMt1d4A/s320/DSC09655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351252085866505026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yayyy our magazine finally dah siap pun! And we were like, the first group who submitted the magazine to Pn. Rachel. I felt so relieved after everything were done tadi. Because it was like, a super duper last minute work. We only started pasting things on the template this morning. And I really like the cover! The best part is, at the bottom part of the cover there is "ALERT! Win 2 VIP passes to catch Paramore live in Malaysia! (see page 24)" but the page 24 doesn't exist pun. haha. And Paramore is coming to Malaysia? In my dreams je la. huhu. Anyways, I'm sooooo happy about the magazine. Thanks a lot to my team members : Jia, Mun Hong, Yohann and Shubash (we are called as Sugar Rush lol) Especially Jia for the picture on the cover, it's great! Here is a picture of us  the whole team :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN6iUsVJuI/AAAAAAAAADI/oUZ3kReqN_M/s1600-h/DSC09654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN6iUsVJuI/AAAAAAAAADI/oUZ3kReqN_M/s320/DSC09654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351255512335066850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look so weird here. What pose is that? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some photos in the making of the magazine. And from some camwhoring session la of course! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN8Ig3XJMI/AAAAAAAAADY/L0qXxd_WjNE/s1600-h/DSC09645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN8Ig3XJMI/AAAAAAAAADY/L0qXxd_WjNE/s320/DSC09645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351257267949216962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jia with the magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN8-zZru7I/AAAAAAAAADg/rudlBa7CTS4/s1600-h/DSC09647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN8-zZru7I/AAAAAAAAADg/rudlBa7CTS4/s320/DSC09647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351258200637946802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Munhong the weirdo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOBjkWidpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UXC2jsOMgf4/s1600-h/DSC09649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOBjkWidpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UXC2jsOMgf4/s320/DSC09649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351263230299895442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He treated me a slice of Domino's Pizza just now. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOE0_ieYbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jWyO8uPw6HY/s1600-h/DSC09651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOE0_ieYbI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jWyO8uPw6HY/s320/DSC09651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351266828190376370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The contents of the mag. Jia looks so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOFlxN3YiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BmmF5M19_-w/s1600-h/DSC09653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOFlxN3YiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/BmmF5M19_-w/s320/DSC09653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351267666159428130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lastly, a very random picture of us. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohhh yeah I forgot to write about what happened earlier. I brought the new issue of Seventeen and some other mags to refer to the designs and arrangements. Andddd Jia also brought that one. Even Eleena! I freaked out la of course, Archie is on the cover kan! haha&lt;br /&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOLXRFutxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NWmT0wLoI9U/s1600-h/DSC09639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkOLXRFutxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NWmT0wLoI9U/s320/DSC09639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351274014086969106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Absolute - The Fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/356314011371452456-7682521394365918245?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/7682521394365918245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/blast-magazine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/7682521394365918245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/7682521394365918245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/blast-magazine.html' title='Blast! Magazine'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkN3a4GkI0I/AAAAAAAAADA/ULs3TMt1d4A/s72-c/DSC09655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-6837502035253096011</id><published>2009-06-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:43:16.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get A Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkIvxXFzsTI/AAAAAAAAACw/wIhJiVybJP4/s1600-h/busted.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkIvxXFzsTI/AAAAAAAAACw/wIhJiVybJP4/s200/busted.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350891832328040754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's funny when someone got busted of lying about something, and got furious with it and put the blame on the person who had caught her lies. Well, that's what happening now. The busted one, who is more like a bastard, is trying to cover her lies by blaming me, and telling people that I'm wrong and I'm making up stories. HELLO, I didnt tell or ask or even mention about it to anyone else before, I have better things to do.  I found out about that for like, a very long time ago. But I just kept quite about it because you were my friend. You're telling me that I should get a life and stop bothering other people's business, well tell that to yourself la. Take a look in the mirror, look at yourself before you start calling people a bitch, a faker. Who's the bitch? Who's the faker now? Who has a boyfriend but makes out with other boys at night? Who wears like  a slut behind her parents? Who's telling everyone that she has a loaded grandparents who's living in a big mansion with elevators and a rooftop swimming pool located in a small village in Ipoh? Who's faking two people, who are so called as you long-distance 'bestfriend?(oh right, that sounds familiar). Doesn't it sound like you? And you're calling me a faker, the worst bitch you've ever met. And yeaaah, everyone loves you! You're so good! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You can even turn straight guys to be gay, that's how great you are!&lt;/span&gt; (thanks to Mia for the perfect quote) I sooooo wanna be like you, NOT. Eww perasan gila. If tak salah kenapa nak marah kan. And you're saying that everyones likes you but hates me. You told me that you have met over 1000 people in this world and they're all the same, don't you think that it's more to your problem? They ditched you, it's because of your acts and behavior la. If you are so good then why aren't any one of them stick with you until now? Let me tell you, it's actually because they're sick of you. And you are asking me to change?  Why don't you change first? Then everybody else will change. Because you are the problem here. Not me. Haven't you even had a thought of that? And you're calling me stupid. If you're smart enough you won't think like that la weyyy. You said that there are no use of getting straight A's but thinks like a donkey. Hey at least I got that straight A's, not like you. Cakap je lebih. Siapa donkey sekarang? Actually I have a lot more to tell you. But I won't say it here, I will tell it straight to your face one day. I'm not the type of person who writes bad things about people on their blog just to let evebody know that you hate her. Let's just wait for the right time. Okay see you. (eventhough I'm actually really sick of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy enough with the drama. I don't give a damn about it pun. I just can't control myself from writing back to her, siapa tak geram kan. Ishhhh. Luckily it was a happy day for me. Mummy bought me the July's Seventeen, with Archie as the cover boy! OMG but the time i got in the car, I was like 'OMG Daviiiiiiid! Ahhhhhh cutenyaa! OMG Mummy I love you!' hahaha. Well actually I went so excited because I've been searching for the magazine throughout the whole week! I went to almost all magazine shops and 7-Elevens I know. haha lame, I know. But it's David lah wey! When I went into every shop and asked for it, I ended up disappointed. But I got it unexpectedly, that's just so cool. Today is Mummy's birthday, I should've planned some surprise for her she is the one who surprised me lol. But it's not a big deal pun, it's just a magazine, WITH ARCHIE ON THE COVER. haha&lt;br /&gt;This is how awesome the cover look like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkJH-5m_G_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Bt2bGj5nVTo/s1600-h/seventeenmagcover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkJH-5m_G_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Bt2bGj5nVTo/s320/seventeenmagcover1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350918453211372530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Aaaahhhh *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll Kill Her - Soko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-6837502035253096011?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/6837502035253096011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6837502035253096011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6837502035253096011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-life.html' title='Get A Life'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkIvxXFzsTI/AAAAAAAAACw/wIhJiVybJP4/s72-c/busted.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-320340759387662246</id><published>2009-06-15T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:07:22.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC2QgI8ZtI/AAAAAAAAABI/-AAuVR1YE4k/s1600-h/DSC09628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC2QgI8ZtI/AAAAAAAAABI/-AAuVR1YE4k/s320/DSC09628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350476751937758930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From left : Diba, Syawal, Zully andddd ME!&lt;/span&gt; And we finally met, after such a long time. We had been keeping busy in different schools now, different world, different life. Awwh how I miss 2006. We were all in the same class, 1 Amanah. But now all of us are very far apart. Syawal and Diba is now in a boarding school. Diba is in SMKBP Seri Puteri and Syawal is in MRSM Jasin, which is in Melaka! Zully has also transfered from SAB to SMK Taman Melawati. It seems like all of us are in different states now. KL, Melaka, and Selangor. Okayyy enough of that. Yeah we finally met. Yayy. We met at Sunway Pyramid. They took the KTM from KL Sentral and my sister and I picked them up at Setia Jaya station and she (my sister) dropped us at Sunway Pyramid. The very first thing we did was EAAAAT. We were all so hungry, since most of us didnt had breakfast yet. And sooooo we went straight to Sakae Sushi. We spent like, almost 3 hours just at the restaurant! Syawal and Diba ate udon mee, and Zully ordered some chicken tepanyaki (mula-mula tak suka tapi habis licinnnn :P)&lt;br /&gt;I ordered some random light stuff. (the ordering session took almost 1 hour though. haha) And then we eat and talk and eat and talk and it and talk (it goes on).&lt;br /&gt;I was just a little too hungry, those light food were not enough. Then I added some order, which is a chicken with cheese something something. I can't recall the Japanese name. But omg it was heavennnn. All of us shared that thing and they were like, "Ahh omg sedapnyaa". Here take a look at it. And if you know the Japanese name please let me know!&lt;br /&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC8BhWPRpI/AAAAAAAAABY/qzUS6pDpGgY/s1600-h/DSC09618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC8BhWPRpI/AAAAAAAAABY/qzUS6pDpGgY/s320/DSC09618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350483091633686162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm definitely gonna order this when i go to Sakae again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we all finished eating, we talked and talked more. There were like, so much things to talk about! Especially with Zully, since she's my ODD mate. (ODD - Obsessive David Disorder) And we did some camwhoring (girls, biasa laaa :P). Here are some pictures that we took in Sakae :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9oZuMeOI/AAAAAAAAABg/xeBPsUjN2ag/s1600-h/DSC09614.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9pZDVIDI/AAAAAAAAACA/iBhNWEt6ANU/s1600-h/DSC09619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9pZDVIDI/AAAAAAAAACA/iBhNWEt6ANU/s320/DSC09619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350484876113289266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9pOQF7bI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-77uEcyPzfU/s1600-h/DSC09617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9pOQF7bI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-77uEcyPzfU/s320/DSC09617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350484873214029234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9o8B8TRI/AAAAAAAAABw/MVmi1ZpD6WA/s1600-h/DSC09616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9o8B8TRI/AAAAAAAAABw/MVmi1ZpD6WA/s320/DSC09616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350484868322839826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9omo0rDI/AAAAAAAAABo/GDBrPOrVzms/s1600-h/DSC09615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9omo0rDI/AAAAAAAAABo/GDBrPOrVzms/s320/DSC09615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350484862580337714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9oZuMeOI/AAAAAAAAABg/xeBPsUjN2ag/s1600-h/DSC09614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC9oZuMeOI/AAAAAAAAABg/xeBPsUjN2ag/s320/DSC09614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350484859113208034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAejAkPuI/AAAAAAAAACY/WJOHRpcieY4/s1600-h/DSC09622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAejAkPuI/AAAAAAAAACY/WJOHRpcieY4/s320/DSC09622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350487988342374114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAedEvLAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7T0ykuVnL7o/s1600-h/DSC09621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAedEvLAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/7T0ykuVnL7o/s320/DSC09621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350487986749254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAeBKU9YI/AAAAAAAAACI/UkNaAdxJvM8/s1600-h/DSC09620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDAeBKU9YI/AAAAAAAAACI/UkNaAdxJvM8/s320/DSC09620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350487979256509826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we settled down the bill, which is not even rm100 (it was only rm99.96!) we went jalan-jalan inside the mall. Went to some shops. And of course, Syawal's favourite was the first stop. Forever 21. haha. We wanted to watch a movie, but tak sempat. They had to go back early :(&lt;br /&gt;Before they went back, we went outside the mall to get the Sunway Lagoon view to take pictures. And soooo we took some pictures there. But the pictures are not so nice so I won't post it here. hehe. A few minutes later, I sent them to the taxi station. And there they go, back to Far Far Away. hmmmmph. After the taxi went off, I headed back into the mall and met Sharmaine on the way there. She was also alone and so we decided to lepak at Starbucks sekejap. She bought me a Chocolate Cream Chip Frappucino! mmmmmm. And then I called my brother to pick us up. My brother sent Sharmaine to her house.&lt;br /&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDDIx_ZRyI/AAAAAAAAACg/zn5a5mhEQ88/s1600-h/DSC09633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDDIx_ZRyI/AAAAAAAAACg/zn5a5mhEQ88/s320/DSC09633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350490912941754146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, this is Sharmaine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There it goes. Tu je la. haha. Back at home, I did the first thing I usually do, played some songs on the guitar and then put it back and berangan-angan about Archie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDD-xoZsYI/AAAAAAAAACo/AJswpw5IQas/s1600-h/Celebrity+Samurai+Cookoff+-+Kabuto+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkDD-xoZsYI/AAAAAAAAACo/AJswpw5IQas/s320/Celebrity+Samurai+Cookoff+-+Kabuto+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350491840558248322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;** MY Archie cooking Kabuto. It's a Japanese cooking. I wanted to order this at Sakae but it's not on the menu. Dont know where i could get this. hmm :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; : Somebody Out There - David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-320340759387662246?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/320340759387662246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantastic-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/320340759387662246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/320340759387662246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantastic-four.html' title='Fantastic Four'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SkC2QgI8ZtI/AAAAAAAAABI/-AAuVR1YE4k/s72-c/DSC09628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-355075210558771387</id><published>2009-06-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:05:29.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better To Do</title><content type='html'>First of all, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'M TOTALLY BORED!&lt;/span&gt; Then I found this survey on my myspace bulletin board and decided to fill it. So here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you liking?&lt;br /&gt;Alexander David Turner and David James Archuleta &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Zully and Syawal, I really miss you both :(&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for friday! yeeepppeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;DavidArchie. hehe. and people around me who loves me and stand by me in my ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite family member on your moms side?&lt;br /&gt;My Maktok &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite family member on your dads side?&lt;br /&gt;Err, Nenek! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you closest to?&lt;br /&gt;My acoustic guitar, recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you tell your secrets to?&lt;br /&gt;Amir! and sometimes Zully, Syawal  and Abang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with last night?&lt;br /&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you live with?&lt;br /&gt;My family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Fatin Athira Mustapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your birthdate?&lt;br /&gt;March 3rd 93. remember this date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorte color?&lt;br /&gt;RED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;I date my guitar. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pets names?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;Currently, Crazy by Gnarls Barkley. but David Archuleta's version! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite T.V. show?&lt;br /&gt;Banyak sangat la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;Err, of course my all-time favourite, the Final Destinations (all 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What vehicles do your parents drive?&lt;br /&gt;My dad is driving Chevy and my mom has Kelisa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHERE'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you on your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;School. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Subang Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to live?&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand because it's less polluted but London because that's where Alex Turner live. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your last vacation to?&lt;br /&gt;Penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go in a car last?&lt;br /&gt;MakLong's for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do your grandparents live?&lt;br /&gt;Ampang, and Alor Setar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go to college?&lt;br /&gt;Sheffield :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Inside my body. haha. I'm having the full of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;When I reach 27 years old onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with my close friends and whenever I see or hear David :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last?&lt;br /&gt;Last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you moving next?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. I just moved to my current house 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last get a text?&lt;br /&gt;About 10 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you going to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you took a vitamin?&lt;br /&gt;Can't recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think you were born?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm needed by the world x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Britney Spears so messed up?&lt;br /&gt;Because if she weren't that wouldn't be Britney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you stressed?&lt;br /&gt;Because of these boring questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is MySpace so addictive?&lt;br /&gt;Not really to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do clowns scare people?&lt;br /&gt;Because they are just scary! But right after I saw Alex Turner performed as a clown for 'Fluorescent Adolescent, the fear went off! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;Because of these boring questions. I'm about to give up on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Tom Cruise so weird?&lt;br /&gt;No he's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you taking this survey?&lt;br /&gt;Because I have nothing better to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-355075210558771387?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/355075210558771387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-better-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/355075210558771387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/355075210558771387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Nothing Better To Do'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356314011371452456.post-6337014054089575405</id><published>2009-05-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:48:37.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muqadimah. haha'/><title type='text'>Athira's blog!</title><content type='html'>Yawww people! This is my new fresh-baked blog. I'm no longer using the old one, that's why I've never been updating it for years now. So if my old blog is still linked to your blog, kindly please &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DELETE IT NOW&lt;/span&gt;, I don't like the URL lol. I've decided to re-do a blog because I don't think I have much things to do since the AI season 8 ended. Such a lame reason, i knowww. haha. Ohh and btw, I'm not much into Myspace-ing anymore,  getting bored of it. I'm currently more active on my Twitter. If you have one, do follow my Twitts! Here's the link : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;http://twitter.com/AthiraTurner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all for now. I'll keep my words, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I will update my Twitter and my blog as often as I can! &lt;/span&gt;This blog will never be anything like my last blog, trust me. haha. Chiow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/356314011371452456-6337014054089575405?l=athiraathira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/feeds/6337014054089575405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/05/athiras-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6337014054089575405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/356314011371452456/posts/default/6337014054089575405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athiraathira.blogspot.com/2009/05/athiras-blog.html' title='Athira&apos;s blog!'/><author><name>Athira :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13492775663502742578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tg5TZrCSXFY/SpLDPgPG44I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RD27_OaPy3Y/S220/DSC09733.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
