<?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-3026905149292825766</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:50:15.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first love story.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-8713351606470220330</id><published>2011-03-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:34:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;halooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Jordan from The Ready Set is hot. love his smile.. ;D hahahaa.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;i am still thinking of you and i don't know why.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;been going thru some heartbreaking event.. :D haishh..so sad.. :D dun even want to think about it anymore.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;been drawing figures lately.. improved tremendously.. :D LOL.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;i don't know what to blog recently.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-8713351606470220330?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8713351606470220330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/halooo-jordan-from-ready-set-is-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/8713351606470220330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/8713351606470220330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2011/03/halooo-jordan-from-ready-set-is-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-1343426940464694454</id><published>2010-08-31T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:49:40.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the Way You Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;its been a month since i blogged.. wow! must've been pretty busy huh.. LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I am feeling so much better and i don't have anymore feelings towards him O.O weird? nah... i don't think so.. maybe its just that i am the type that don't dwell on my past.. hehe.. i am feeling damn proud of myself now for moving on and "someone" is not.. (PS: if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are reading this, you will know its definitely about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TRIALS are coming and i am feeling so stressed out... have been doing past year exam papers.. mum said to buy more revision books for me to do.. i was like," OHMIGOSH!!" XDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;oh man......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;oh oh i got to go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;mum's screaming for me to get off the comp~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;bye bye! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PS: i wanna see Step Up 3D, Vampires Sucks, growns Up, and lots more. Someone take me go out larh!~ and i will love you forever...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-1343426940464694454?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1343426940464694454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-way-you-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1343426940464694454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1343426940464694454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-way-you-lie.html' title='Love the Way You Lie'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-1846571791218294298</id><published>2010-07-20T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:23:37.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say OK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was kinda emo this past few days.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no mood to blog.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-1846571791218294298?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1846571791218294298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/say-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1846571791218294298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1846571791218294298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/say-ok.html' title='Say OK'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-2939184288211595629</id><published>2010-06-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:09:02.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fIGHT the bad feeling</title><content type='html'>today started out quite good. went running and in the mean while brought my dog out for a walk. all's okay until my mum called me and my bro last minute I am supposed to go tuition. and the story started out like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum called and said: Irene,before you go tuition, take for me the shirt at the door there. the flower flower one ah... &lt;br /&gt;Irene: OK!&lt;br /&gt;* reached my dad's factory and handed the shirt over to my mum* &lt;br /&gt;Mum screamed and said: this is not what i want!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;*speechless and entered the car to go tuition. thinking," well she asked me to bring the flower flower one at the door. what'd i do wrong this time? * &lt;br /&gt;*Mum came back from work. asked me go repeat what she said and find for the shirt which she wanted* and the quarrel began.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even tell what colour it was too!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-2939184288211595629?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2939184288211595629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-bad-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/2939184288211595629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/2939184288211595629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-bad-feeling.html' title='fIGHT the bad feeling'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-2132609902775171941</id><published>2010-05-27T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:41:18.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey!! I haven't been updating my blog for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been pretty okay.It's just that we have the mid years exams after the June holidays. ughh it sucks.. but it's only concentrating on  form 5 syllables so it's gonna be really hard then... pray to god that i don't die before exams. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently addicted to the this korean drama on 8TV at 8.30 pm. i forgot what's the name but the guy acting in it is really hot. *2 thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is seriously blind.when you least expected it,it just hops around unsuspiciously. DAMN!! why do i have to fall for you  seriously...? I just don't get it. maybe it's your personality......... hmmmmmmmmmmm...... might as well just avoid you for good....... hahhaha. as if that would happen............&lt;br /&gt;=D =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from jogging with my bro. so now i am going to take my bath and text some frens. i am feeling so bored nowadays. wish the SPM exams are around the corner. ughhhhhh.... i can't wait for the 3months holidays. i can go wherever and whenever  i want with my frens..  i am planning to organise a trip to langkawi. my mum suggested to me yesterday in the car. and  i went," yay!!! thought you would never asked,Mum!!" =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta take my bath and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;tata...&lt;br /&gt;PS: i miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-2132609902775171941?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2132609902775171941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-blind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/2132609902775171941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/2132609902775171941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-blind.html' title='love is blind'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-1601289385815204804</id><published>2010-04-25T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:44:27.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was a fairytale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey all.&lt;br /&gt;I ponteng-ed school for tuition yesterday. it was a fun day. played with oneal, muhaimin and yap and ghayas and ying. oneal was crazy. he pulled my cheeks. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. exams just finished 2 weeks ago. it was a huge relief. the next exam is gonna be in june i think. the school will set up a really huge sets of difficult questions for us to do. oh damn!! we are gonna be doomed. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for SPM to finish so i can get my hair done and stuff and hang out with my friends which i have missed for 2 years. i want to drive. driving may seemed easy to some people but i am scared to take on the KL roads. it's too congested. haih.. but i have to try cause i will be taking my A LEVELS in HELP university which is located nearby setapak( i think) . haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday was my brother's convocation ceremony. It was in  Shang ri la hotel in KL. he was damn happy. haha. he took lots of pictures with his frens. the ceremony lasted for 4 hours. At 7 p.m., we went to Shaw Parade to have dinner with the rest of my family. it was excited to see all of them again since chinese new year. i was wearing baju kebaya. my sister was wearing my skirt which my dad bought for me from china and her own spaghetti top. i told her to wear heels but no she wanted to wear those sneakers which is a no-no for the whole appearance of hers. well,she insisted on it so we let her be. like who cares. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;currently listening to: today was a fairytale by taylor swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;      &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;              i got you by leona lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-1601289385815204804?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1601289385815204804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1601289385815204804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1601289385815204804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-fairytale.html' title='today was a fairytale.'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-3279707434638667466</id><published>2010-03-27T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:57:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kidnap my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had exams this whole week except for yesterday,friday. it was super tiring plus super stress. so today i woke up at 7.30a.m. to go jogging with my dog. wanted to invite my frens but i guess its too early so jogged on my own. my mind was full of stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-3279707434638667466?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3279707434638667466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/kidnap-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/3279707434638667466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/3279707434638667466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/kidnap-my-heart.html' title='kidnap my heart'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-6367532280553575499</id><published>2010-03-14T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:03:48.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one month later.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i last updated my blog about one month ago. was freaking busy with school and homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;form 5 is a really busy year huh? haih... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't write much coz i have forgotten a little too much about what's happening around me or whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday i went for a walk with my sister around my neighbourhood. she told me all kinds of stuffs. went to Jing Yi's house. she was having dinner with her family. P.S. : jing yi i am so sorry for yesterday. i could have called you. i still have that butterflies in my stomach though. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i am having my piano exams tomorrow at 8.30am. ahhh.... i am really really nervous. ARGH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-6367532280553575499?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6367532280553575499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/6367532280553575499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/6367532280553575499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-later.html' title='one month later.....................'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-8264212124148817366</id><published>2010-02-15T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:27:12.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HI!&lt;br /&gt;I had a great and fun day today. I went to  sunway pyramid to watch 14 blades. i give it 8/10. it's a really good movie. next we proceeded to my aunt's house at 4.15pm. ate, chatted, drank, received ang paus from brothers and sister watched tv while everyone's sleeping. then we went puchong since the only restaurant is open today since it's the first day of chinese new year. it was  so huge. my bro booked one room for all of us to eat and chat. then we went and watched the Soldier in Summit. me,my parents, leng tzi, leng jet, leng chien, and leng sean went and watched movie. the others went back home. haihh.. i shan't tell more coz i am too tired to elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-8264212124148817366?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8264212124148817366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/8264212124148817366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/8264212124148817366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-1593479768754607352</id><published>2010-02-05T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:56:19.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhduhgae means"what do i do"  in korean language</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know my title damn random. but i can't think of anything specificly. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;my day started out fine. i have quite a lot of homework to do but i kept procrastinating till it seemed like some Mount Fuji to me. =D today right after sachool, i had piano class. at first my piano classes were nearby my house just walking distance. but my ex-teacher has to go Singapore to further her studies so she can't teach me anymore. She transferred me to her former teacher which is Ms. Yee in Rawang. haih.. i went there today. i saw a grand piano in the middle of the room same like what my ex-teacher used to have. muahahahahahh.. i am going to have my exams in march.. stressing out. my diagnostic exams SPM  will be in march. hope they wont clash with each other though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it feels like i hadn't any school today coz all the teachers came in and asked us to do our own work and they just went out. or maybe it's because of me day-dreaming when they were teaching until i felt they hadnt done any teachings at all.. =D oh well.. its good.. i was reading my novel- Memoirs OF a Geisha. it was damn nice. i was absorbed into it.. muahhahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: "Someone" is giving off a cold aura in tuition towards me. his behaviour changes when I am around him. sucks hor? i am gonna ask him one day. maybe its me perasan. i still need evidence by observing for one more month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;currently listening to : Romantic by SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-1593479768754607352?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1593479768754607352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/uhduhgae-meanswhat-do-i-do-in-korean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1593479768754607352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1593479768754607352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/uhduhgae-meanswhat-do-i-do-in-korean.html' title='uhduhgae means&quot;what do i do&quot;  in korean language'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-3749474927784248695</id><published>2010-01-28T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:15:46.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you wanna say love love love love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been a while since i blogged.  =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what should i write first? hmmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;27/1/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my intervensi 1 exams just ended today but for me it was yesterday. today it's mandarin, tassawur and tamil papers.. it was for 10 days. i felt so o tired at the end of yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after school went to find a teacher in the staff room. she damn fuck la. anyway, went to my club meeting which was ST.JOHN. we need to march. i am planning not to go ady but i am going just for the sake of FORM 5 Testimonial. after ST. JOHN  meeting, went for Olahraga practices. the club captains were roasting all of us under the blazing hot sun by doing some stretches for playing games later on. after the stretching part, went for lunch in the canteen. i had nasi lemak. yumm... should have bought assam laksa...... or maybe that maggi goreng....or maybe that nasi pattaya......... *drools*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to where i was stopping earlier, i had a really fun day la.. roasting under the hot sun.... getting pissed by some teachers............ marching.............. hahahah.. oh ya! i had a dream the previous night that i punched that teacher in her nose.... ohhhh its just feel soooooo good!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;28/1/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i had so much fun today.. students from other class came to our class and we chatted like the old times..missed them so much la... haihh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;currently listening to One Time- Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-3749474927784248695?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3749474927784248695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-wanna-say-love-love-love-love-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/3749474927784248695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/3749474927784248695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-wanna-say-love-love-love-love-love.html' title='you wanna say love love love love love'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-5432821853584703308</id><published>2010-01-27T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:30:43.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free from exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-5432821853584703308?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-6439755298724786409</id><published>2009-12-31T22:07:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:02:30.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Fight the bad feeling♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why am i so lazy to blog.. proba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; there isn't anything interesting during the holidays.. school's gonna start aga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in and......* jeng jeng jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;g* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPM!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna die next year. can't play play around a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;dy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;can't believe i will be in form 5 next yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;r. i mean tomorrow. what the heck. all i can rem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ember is that i am still in form 1 and with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;blink of an eye, i am already in form 5. OMG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ondering what on earth did i do in form 4... it feels like i done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;nothing at all.. =.=""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;i am currently addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;o Boys Over Fl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;wers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i am currently in lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;with the F4 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy1216-VcI/AAAAAAAAABY/glMtEG22Py0/s1600-h/gu+jun+pyo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy1216-VcI/AAAAAAAAABY/glMtEG22Py0/s400/gu+jun+pyo.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421408005239231938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gu jun Pyo a.k.a lee min ho=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy2eiGS2eI/AAAAAAAAABg/TdDGAtWaem8/s1600-h/playboy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy2eiGS2eI/AAAAAAAAABg/TdDGAtWaem8/s400/playboy.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421408687112772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Bum a.k.a. So Yi Jung =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy26GTDJlI/AAAAAAAAABo/pAwyZL9qtfM/s1600-h/korean.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy26GTDJlI/AAAAAAAAABo/pAwyZL9qtfM/s400/korean.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421409160686413394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kim Hyun Joong a.k.a Yoon Ji Hoo=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy4jpDGdqI/AAAAAAAAACI/faZaeBqrqFM/s1600-h/f4+girl.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy4jpDGdqI/AAAAAAAAACI/faZaeBqrqFM/s400/f4+girl.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421410973901026978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Koo Hye Sun a.k.a. Geun Jan Di=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy37oCbMOI/AAAAAAAAACA/hR8DA8Hbu08/s1600-h/bof.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 417px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy37oCbMOI/AAAAAAAAACA/hR8DA8Hbu08/s400/bof.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421410286434988258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boys Over Flowers a.k.a Hua Yang Nan Zi &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to tuition last monday and i got the biggest shock of my life. i saw someone that i shouldnt see let alone talk to with.. dun wanna tell what happened. but he knows something about me that he shouldnt know at all.. i am so dead.. whenever he looked at me, i could feel this strange vibe coming from him. OF ALL THE PLACES YOU COULD WORK, WHY CHOSE TO WORK IN PERFECTION?? grrrrrrr=@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i would never see any of that "someone"'s frens again...... haih..... maybe this would turn out to be a ............................................ "good"(opposite) year.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;currently listening to: Romantic- SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-6439755298724786409?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6439755298724786409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/fight-bad-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/6439755298724786409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/6439755298724786409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/fight-bad-feeling.html' title='♥ Fight the bad feeling♥'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/Szy1216-VcI/AAAAAAAAABY/glMtEG22Py0/s72-c/gu+jun+pyo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-4220035835922477238</id><published>2009-12-14T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:05:17.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flavour of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-4220035835922477238?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4220035835922477238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/flavour-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4220035835922477238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4220035835922477238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/flavour-of-life.html' title='flavour of life'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-1015786563768293208</id><published>2009-11-30T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:39:47.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry.... hungry......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;just got back from tuition. met a new fren whose name is ying. currently she likes someone but i won't tell who..... LOL!! it was quite heart breaking when she told the story. it seemed like the guy rejected her and ya-da ya-da ya-da... hahahah cut long story short. how could someone as cute as her can be rejected one??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; PS: GUYS HAVE NO TASTE IN GIRLS. THEY CHOSE ALL THOSE BITCHY GIRLS AND NOT GOOD GIRLS LIKE YING!! WASTED LA,*INSERT GUY'S NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i won't tell who's the guy coz Ying made me swear not to tell anyone. hahahah. we just met and we are so close. bwahahahahahah.. must be fate. *showing the strange look* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;watched a movie in tuition. it was about ramayana. a boring movie. i almost fell asleep. but Ying was talking to me about the guy she likes and i was actually damn thankful to her for talking to me though we were whispering behind the classroom. if not i sure snore like some pig in class and i will kena "potong" from my teacher la seriously. but luckily the teacher din hear what we were talking coz the volume was to the maximum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ying, don't be sad! i know you won't be reading my blog but one day you will. so, be tough and move on. forget the guy's wrongdoings and show him that you have more in you ok!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i will be here to support you! you can tell me your problems next time when we meet! i feel so sad coz you have to leave just now and not attend accounts class. if not, we could talk for a bit longer. haih.. i didn't know you live damn near. but where the heck is tulip??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;currently listening to: face drop- sean kingston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-1015786563768293208?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1015786563768293208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/hungry-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1015786563768293208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/1015786563768293208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/hungry-hungry.html' title='hungry.... hungry......'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-7692167699065271662</id><published>2009-11-20T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:45:35.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing in action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;today, woke up around 6.10 am to  get ready for school. CLASS PARTY,BABY!!was a lil late for school by 10 mins. and there were no prefects at the gate. was so damn shocked. how good it would it would be if they did this the whole year. muahahahhahahah. wore pjk attire while everyone was wearing school pinafore. they were looking at me one kind only. and the "they" i meant was the form 5s. pathetic bitches, dun be jealous la! next yr we will suffering more than you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class to put our bags. went down to the canteen to arrange the food. waited for the teachers to come. lots o food. spaghetti, nasi lemak, mee hoon, and lotsa lotsa foods. i love fooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we ate, we washed up and went back to class to play games.tasha and i became the camera ladies. halfway throughout the games, sakthis asked us to take a paper from the box. i took out a paper and sakthis read it out loud for the whole class to hear! it was supposed to be a dare. my dare was " Act like some goofy couple going on a date!" -my favourite dare! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day, everyone enjoy themselves. had lucky draw. took present home. damn nice. a photo frame. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i recorded the whole thing on dinie's phone.quite blurr.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-7692167699065271662?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7692167699065271662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-in-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/7692167699065271662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/7692167699065271662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in action'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-5499122593804528066</id><published>2009-11-18T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:27:40.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still has exams on. tomorrow will be my last day of exam and school. i am ponteng-ing on friday. my mum let O.O. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________________________________________--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EXAMS SUCKS LA SERIOUSLY. THEY PUT IT TOO LATE. I AM ON HOLIDAY MOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last saturday went to jolene's bday party with my bro. it was fun.there were games and food to eat.  Asked serene's mum about some carnival thingy on christmas eve. oneal, yap, jolene, jeanette, joel,jing yi  and so on MUST COME. it's gonna be damn fun!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have no mood to write. tmrw my last day of exam so gonna play until i drop in brem mall.. woot!! after that  i can't come out anymore. i can come out la but seldom la..  haihh.. mum's law!!! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;currently listening to :Face Drop by Sean Kingston&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-5499122593804528066?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5499122593804528066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/face-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/5499122593804528066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/5499122593804528066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/face-drop.html' title='Face Drop'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-4540299628102916709</id><published>2009-11-06T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:11:55.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen for somebody.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exams started last tuesday and will end on the 19th of november which is on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my heart feels empty.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;there are questions unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;there are my emotional problems.&lt;br /&gt;stress.&lt;br /&gt;most important of all, my heart aches so much right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-4540299628102916709?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4540299628102916709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/fallen-for-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4540299628102916709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4540299628102916709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/fallen-for-somebody.html' title='fallen for somebody.'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-5614977144194566071</id><published>2009-10-18T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:08:41.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's turning around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hey ya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;today woke up around 9.30 a.m. had breakfast and do some warm-ups. my back damn sore.. haihh.. but it's making me stand straighter now.. i think it's the spinal cord problem now coz i always hunch in front of the computer. =C. must go for medical checkup.. haihh. did some homework then went for piano class at 12.30. came home at 1.30 pm. had lunch and stoned in front of the tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;had a nap in the afternoon.was too damn tired. haihh.. was thinking how to solve a problem... haihhh... i messed things up for both of them.... ish...&lt;i&gt; *insert name here*&lt;/i&gt; you seriously la... you shouldnt have dared me to do that right?? and now "someone" is angry at  both of us now... haihh.. what to do la now?? you tell me laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;went ulu yam to have dinner.. the food there was superb and damn cheap.. saw this damn cute dog.. ahhahaha.. came home.. played with my pups and mayday. i have holiday until this tuesday. wheeeeeeeeeeeee xD.. can sleep late.. muahahahhahaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;currently listening to My Happy Ending- Avril Lavigne&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-5614977144194566071?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5614977144194566071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-turning-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/5614977144194566071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/5614977144194566071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-turning-around.html' title='life&apos;s turning around'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-4105980690738087851</id><published>2009-10-14T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:27:06.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da-baa-dee-da-bee-dum =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i know i damn suck with titles.. so just a random one.. =D internet was being gay so i am updating about what's happened a few days ago now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saturday,10/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;went to tuition. talked with my friends about random stuffs. laughed about it. all my worries gone. Jolene din come to teman me. haihh.. her pmr finished yesterday. lucky wheyy.. can enjoy full freedom. =C.........&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i saw him in tuition.. he damn hot wheyyyy... jolene, you should come and teman me to play our " spying on hot guy" game.. xD xD. after tuition mum fetched me and decided to go selayang capitol to fix her brow. i stoned there reading magazine. then my mum called me to go in and see how they did it. the expert saw my faceadn examined it closely and told me i got lots of blackheads and that i should do something about it.They showed me this product(which i am using now) and explained how good is it.. they told my mum that i should do facial and i agreed to it.. my face was so red and damn pain after the treatment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday,11/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;stoned at home doing homework. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;monday,12/10/2009| tuesday, 13/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;stoned in school. played games with my frens&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;wednesday,14/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;played a-e-i-o-u, stop! with my frens. the game is about one person be the clown and the rest become the "patung". you can blink your eye but cant move. the clown have to make the "patung" laugh" and if the "patung" showed their teeth means she's outta the game.. i was the first one to be out.. damn kesian wheyy.. hahah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-4105980690738087851?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4105980690738087851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-baa-dee-da-bee-dum-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4105980690738087851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4105980690738087851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-baa-dee-da-bee-dum-d.html' title='da-baa-dee-da-bee-dum =D'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-9211562325729907186</id><published>2009-10-02T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:53:53.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snake lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went Zoo Negara.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at 6.52a.m. Teacher have to take our attendance. I was playing with my friend's phone and was dancing non-stop. hahaha.. the music was techno music so it's some sort of clubbing music.. my body just moved to the groove.. wheeeee. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took rapid KL from titiwangsa and the bus number is U23 to zoo negara. the journey was bouncy.. and my head feels like its spinning now.. hahaha.. Reached zoo at 8.30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;We went in through the back gate where all the volunteers are supposed to go in. Some tenants gave us briefings on what to do. after that, we followed our supervisor to our respective station.&lt;br /&gt;My supervisor's name is Kris.He made all us(five of us, the rest went to their respective station) scared. it seems some university students once pissed him off and he sent them all back to their school.  =C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the story, he gave us work. He showed us how to cut the fishes. the fishes were for the sea lions.. oh oh.. the sea lions were so damn freaking cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..... hahha.. Halfway through the process of cutting the fishes in halves, a weasel came in and it licked my ankle. awwww... so cute whey... hahaha.. there were three of us cutting the fishes: Kavita, Me, Bavahni. Kavita got freaked out and she thought it was a ghost coz it was black.&lt;br /&gt;Joshitaa and Parvinder went and swept the floor but it was raining so Kris told them to clean the dishes. hahahah... We finished cutting the fish at 9.50 a.m. and our recess is at 10. it is only  20-min break. so,as it was raining, we took the umbrella(Kris lent it to us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate chicken burger and drank milo,specially bought from some stall.. it was delicious. yum. hahahah. Kavita and I walked around. We saw monkeys, hyena, eagles, raccoon, seal, sea lion and baboons. hahahah.. our break ended and we have to find our back to our station. we arrived just in time. A man was preparing the food for the herbivores animals in the cage. Kavita and I went to see. The other three damn lazy-bum. hahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, our supervisor asked us to cut up fruits. He taugght us to cut it. and we were like," huh???" hahahhaha. at 11 a.m., kris asked us to go to the show area to watch the sea lions performed so we went. Kavita and i were talking non-stop.hahahaah.. we saw the fishes(live ones, of course) i nthe aquarium. it was so huge..... then we went back to our station,and we asked one supervisor whether can we see the sea lions. He said can but we have to step into this antibiotic water in front of the entrance b4 we go in. it was cold.. hahah.. Kris was attending to the parrots with some other guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around the zoo.. saw flamingoes, hippotamus, ziraffe, elephants, forest pigs, deers, lions, tigers, leopards, and many more. I took pictures with a gigantic snake and a pony. i love snakes now!!!! muahahhahahha...&lt;br /&gt;walked around... had ice-cream.. then we have to go to the entrance coz our teacher called Kavita that we are about to leave...xD xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought ice-cream again at the entrance.. i know la i damn ice-cream addict la.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;bought waffle.. then we went to the main entrance to take the bus to go back to titiwangsa.. fro mtitiwangsa, we went back to school.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the trip was nice! our supervisors was okay!&lt;br /&gt;we din pisssed anyone off!! xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-9211562325729907186?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9211562325729907186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-forever-forever-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/9211562325729907186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/9211562325729907186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-forever-forever-is-over.html' title='snake lover'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026905149292825766.post-4507493630887951279</id><published>2009-09-24T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:35:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog's all codes.. so i am making a new one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ok this post was s'pposed for monday but the Net was gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hey ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;i went Brem Mall with Jolene. my brother was driving us to brem mall. we picked jolene up in front of public bank. reached BM at 11.30am. My friend, asyirah, is having an open house. Varsyni fetched us inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;guests who arrived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;suziana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;varsyni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;asyirah(the host)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;mona????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;before we went to asyirah's house, jolene and i tried on dresses. She loook hot in that red dress!! man, you should have bought it, jolene. hahahah i tried on a couple of dresses but i really want to try the white wedding gown.. wonder how it will look on me.... haihh... so young and i think of all this kinds of stuffs.. *shake shake*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;later on varsyni called to say she will arrived in a few mins. so we changed back to our clothes and went down. the guy and the woman in the shop (i think they owned the shop) was damn nice weii.. at first i thought they won't allow us to try on clothes. i am definitely going back to that shop.. the shop name is Hot Tips Boutique and is located on the first floor right after you ascend a flight of stairs... wheeee.... the guy was hot!!! looked more like jeff though. and he know my name!!!O.O i was looking at jolene then back at him then back at jolene.. i think the guy saw my expression and asked me," you must be thinking how i know your name!" i looked at him and i nodded. he said," your friend just mentioned your name!" and i was like," ohhh............... okay....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;we laughed it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;then off we go asyirah's house. We were eating Kuih raya when suzi arrived.. She was wearing baju kebaya.. look nice on her though i couldnt recognise who's her at first glance. hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;we ate at A's house. the food was delicious. everything was perfect! received duit raya from her sister and mum. then we went BM to watch a movie. the moive is called "The Ugly truth"i rate it 9 /10. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;when the movie ends, my parents called to say they were here in brem mall.. and then i was like," arent they s'pposed to be at home coz my other siblings are coming back for holiday?" hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;they said that my siblings havent arrived yet so they came out to walk walk. hahah.. we fetched Jolene to our home.halfway to my house, my mum asked Jolene whether is she scared that my mum will see her coz Bukit Beruntung is like so far away.. Jolene said," everything has its first time." hahahhahaha.. you got the quote from the guy in the shop didn't you, jo? you know when i heard it from the guy, i was thinking of the night's before conversation between jeff and i thoughh... IT SOUNDS SO WROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG coming from the guy in the shop. hahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;At 5pm, my brothers and sister finally arrived!! woot!! you can imagine the atmosphere of being around with them.. hahah.. i love it!! i introduced jolene to everyone but except for my first bro and my aunty. they couldnt come due to some problems. =C. jolene and i were playing with the pups when dad called us to wash hands coz we are going out to eat. we did so and i was the only one who has to lock the door and gate.. kesian betul saya ni......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;after we had our dinner with my fav: prawns, as the last meal. we sent jolene home. her house was big!! then we went home. i palyed with connie and zhi fung my nephwn and niece and i said hello to shannon. cute girl! connie became a talkative brat. hahaha.. she's so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hahaahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hope i can see them this coming holiday. we are going Tioman i think.. i am bringing JY and jolene and vincent if i am allowed to..............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ok goota go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;currently listening to Hot-Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026905149292825766-4507493630887951279?l=irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4507493630887951279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-blogs-all-codes-so-i-am-making-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4507493630887951279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3026905149292825766/posts/default/4507493630887951279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irene-myfirstlovestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-blogs-all-codes-so-i-am-making-new.html' title='my blog&apos;s all codes.. so i am making a new one'/><author><name>iReNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10344069015114115043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5QQsMIX_Z0/R9XznyTw10I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9ReH2G3HPD8/S220/tifa..+cloud.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
