<?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-19512121</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:38:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ nurul ain (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-8445300600477756227</id><published>2012-01-26T02:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T02:38:14.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This @ TwoTen</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOIt1YwrRP8/TyBJqS4Vf_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/ptJMruZActA/s1600/misterH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 22px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOIt1YwrRP8/TyBJqS4Vf_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/ptJMruZActA/s400/misterH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701638119222509554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- H 14/11&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of advice that I will always remember no matter how small my pea brain is. It got me through some of the toughest times in these three years. Now, it's my final lap. I can do this. Allez, me and everyone else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-8445300600477756227?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8445300600477756227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8445300600477756227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_26_archive.html#8445300600477756227' title='This @ TwoTen'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOIt1YwrRP8/TyBJqS4Vf_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/ptJMruZActA/s72-c/misterH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3382330896086027757</id><published>2012-01-23T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:16:41.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long ride</title><content type='html'>Back, with a train of thoughts. You know, how I used to believe in everything but love? It is just so bizarre and cliché. Like right now, I don't even want to say 'hi' for fear that I don't get a response from you. What is this fear? Why don't get that tingly bitsy nice feeling I once had anymore? We should discuss this issue of our four valves more often. It helps to open up things, instead of being in each others' throats. I wish I could do this with you, till the break of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still fear for the worst when one day, you wake up from this dream and magically don't love each other anymore. For, I was taught as a child that people always leave. And I'm not fine with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3382330896086027757?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3382330896086027757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3382330896086027757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_23_archive.html#3382330896086027757' title='Long ride'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1782583428269049790</id><published>2012-01-12T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:22:01.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kepadanya</title><content type='html'>NAK NANGIS BOLEH? T_T&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with everything that is happening. Why things have to happen all at the same time. If this is a challenge set by the Almighty, I willingly accept and be thankful for teaching and tweaking my patience. I need to talk to a soul, right now, without feeling cranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1782583428269049790?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1782583428269049790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1782583428269049790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_12_archive.html#1782583428269049790' title='Kepadanya'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5081801326655334548</id><published>2012-01-05T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:22:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FFFUUUUUUUUU</title><content type='html'>Not anymore. You're pathetic, go away. Fuck this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5081801326655334548?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5081801326655334548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5081801326655334548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_05_archive.html#5081801326655334548' title='FFFUUUUUUUUU'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6018772754702353137</id><published>2012-01-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:43:55.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing it cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Md3Iy4KQLc/TwRyhVuFzdI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EO-Lei8woM8/s1600/lxa53sILA91r8jrjdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Md3Iy4KQLc/TwRyhVuFzdI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EO-Lei8woM8/s400/lxa53sILA91r8jrjdo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693801745994862034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6018772754702353137?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6018772754702353137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6018772754702353137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_04_archive.html#6018772754702353137' title='Playing it cool'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Md3Iy4KQLc/TwRyhVuFzdI/AAAAAAAAAj0/EO-Lei8woM8/s72-c/lxa53sILA91r8jrjdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2320894804038065190</id><published>2012-01-03T11:16:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:04:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine night</title><content type='html'>Truth is, it wasn't as magical as I thought it would be. Sparks didn't fly. Butterflies didn't float. Fireworks didn't burst. But the moment those soft full lips touched still amazed me. I would appreciate if you took one moment amidst all those &lt;em&gt;twsweets&lt;/em&gt; to care, &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt;. Cuz sometimes, it hurts instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58qDaXZ5gZI/TwMVhxFrgDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/xdsVmWzGEIs/s1600/4937088586_6ff35b263b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693418023783465010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58qDaXZ5gZI/TwMVhxFrgDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/xdsVmWzGEIs/s400/4937088586_6ff35b263b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be the one waiting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2320894804038065190?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2320894804038065190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2320894804038065190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2012_01_03_archive.html#2320894804038065190' title='One fine night'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58qDaXZ5gZI/TwMVhxFrgDI/AAAAAAAAAjc/xdsVmWzGEIs/s72-c/4937088586_6ff35b263b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-8633860895795298426</id><published>2011-12-27T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T10:39:47.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>I can't promise that with me, all your problems will be gone and life will be perfect, but I can promise that you won't have to face your problems alone and that life will be what we make it. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-8633860895795298426?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8633860895795298426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8633860895795298426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_12_27_archive.html#8633860895795298426' title='Superman'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-8794564267669784107</id><published>2011-12-14T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:24:14.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Good morning texts. They're just so nice to receive. Just the thought of someone thinking about you when they wake up, or waiting for you to wake up and talk to them is nice. It's cute to know that someone wanted you to sleep well or wake up. It's just a good feeling to, in a way, be looked over. It's a nice feeling to know you're in someone's thought. &lt;em&gt;And I miss that, a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-8794564267669784107?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8794564267669784107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8794564267669784107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_12_14_archive.html#8794564267669784107' title='Not the same'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2249497347291223462</id><published>2011-12-05T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:26:41.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Til the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49jWErsHZms/TtzZKFuLkEI/AAAAAAAAAis/X2LYHBARhSs/s1600/lf82bbDwqe1qzkfbpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49jWErsHZms/TtzZKFuLkEI/AAAAAAAAAis/X2LYHBARhSs/s400/lf82bbDwqe1qzkfbpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682655597192515650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy food; Love to have some of these right now. :/&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2249497347291223462?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2249497347291223462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2249497347291223462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_12_05_archive.html#2249497347291223462' title='&apos;Til the night'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49jWErsHZms/TtzZKFuLkEI/AAAAAAAAAis/X2LYHBARhSs/s72-c/lf82bbDwqe1qzkfbpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5350304237504615274</id><published>2011-11-27T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:19:44.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never liked those things</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I built a fort on my bed. I spent so much time on it with my supplies of water, pills and my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am sick. I've got this throbbing headache that doesn't seem to go away. And every time I read my notes, it aches even more. So much that I am pretty sure it eats up my pea-brain. This thing about viruses, I am not very fond of you if you keep attacking my system like this. And the rain with thunders and lightnings aren't helping a tiny bit. Everything adds up and it's "bursting-in-pain-in-poor little ain's head".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a lost cause for all the papers this week. How do I help myself? Damn I feel like dying. I want to be up and running again, please immune system get well soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5350304237504615274?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5350304237504615274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5350304237504615274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_27_archive.html#5350304237504615274' title='Never liked those things'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4555692568471808759</id><published>2011-11-24T11:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:34:18.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKHEII2aQr0/Ts26AVCEnjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JfkOxOeWZdA/s1600/cdqMWnYu3p5d2quynmZ6BoNpo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKHEII2aQr0/Ts26AVCEnjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JfkOxOeWZdA/s400/cdqMWnYu3p5d2quynmZ6BoNpo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678399219992665650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4555692568471808759?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4555692568471808759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4555692568471808759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_24_archive.html#4555692568471808759' title='Like seriously'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKHEII2aQr0/Ts26AVCEnjI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JfkOxOeWZdA/s72-c/cdqMWnYu3p5d2quynmZ6BoNpo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6616574653624892853</id><published>2011-11-21T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:47:07.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why.Oh.You</title><content type='html'>Hi, I give up on you and your silly antics. I've had enough of all this back and forth things that's running all over me. I'm just gonna let go this special something we shared. Where were you when I needed you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;the one and only me&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6616574653624892853?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6616574653624892853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6616574653624892853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_21_archive.html#6616574653624892853' title='Why.Oh.You'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7859766394439653219</id><published>2011-11-13T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:12:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When it seems like there’s no one left to run to in this world, you can come to me. I’ll be your shooting star. You can tell me your dreams. I can’t promise to make them come true, but I’ll be there to pick up the pieces of your broken heart if your dreams happen to fall through.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- my perfect man (fireworks!) ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7859766394439653219?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7859766394439653219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7859766394439653219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_13_archive.html#7859766394439653219' title='If only'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6515089246627533683</id><published>2011-11-09T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:07:09.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eenie booo</title><content type='html'>Saddest day. Or happiest day. I can't tell. The fact that I slipped a button on that little gadget makes me so depressed. But the fact that I have a new little gadget to play with delights me. Oh who knows, this could be the start of another milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, the moon today makes me smile the ain's smile like this :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6515089246627533683?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6515089246627533683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6515089246627533683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_09_archive.html#6515089246627533683' title='Eenie booo'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4703470084233783582</id><published>2011-11-05T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:06:46.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guts</title><content type='html'>I quit twitter. That's two and a half years of my life in there. Not much of a big deal. I think I had enough. Except for the times when I really really need to talk to a motionless soul. It's just a text away from twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's over. My life. My event. It was great when it lasts but now, I'm glad it was over. Time to train for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4703470084233783582?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4703470084233783582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4703470084233783582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_05_archive.html#4703470084233783582' title='Guts'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2988690085480985266</id><published>2011-11-04T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:44:30.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVFunu4JZ84/TrLaahwSjWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Du83vxaJ44/s1600/378651_10150360406472858_559032857_8530348_1956480110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670835030085242210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVFunu4JZ84/TrLaahwSjWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Du83vxaJ44/s400/378651_10150360406472858_559032857_8530348_1956480110_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? What happened to love? I used to say that love is a load of bull. I've got my reasons why. Let's just reference to Kim Kardashian's divorce. (Oh boy, this is the after-effect of reports!) Love and marriage always doesn't end the way it is in fairytales. Even the ever-so-perfect Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore are cheating on each other. And right from the start, Britney Spears and Kevin Federline broke my heart. Have you ever wondered what happened to Cinderella and the Prince after wards? How happily-ever-after is just too overrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I've taken baby steps to everything in life. And love. I wouldn't want to believe that "People Always Leave", but it had proven to be true all this while. Friends, family, celebrities, fans, stalkers. It is hard for me not to think, not to say it loud, but people, really, always leave. Special, or not, it turned out to be the same. I am tired of &lt;em&gt;thinking/saying/believing&lt;/em&gt; that it is gonna change. It must change. I have to take my chances. I'd like to believe in forever&amp;always. Cuz you came around, for years. And it just struck me as amazing somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2988690085480985266?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2988690085480985266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2988690085480985266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_11_04_archive.html#2988690085480985266' title='The letter'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVFunu4JZ84/TrLaahwSjWI/AAAAAAAAAiI/3Du83vxaJ44/s72-c/378651_10150360406472858_559032857_8530348_1956480110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6230033796269980605</id><published>2011-10-30T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:39:17.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost had...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBXvYFYuc1c/Tq0GynPSJJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SMSDfwvLwfk/s1600/3010111611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBXvYFYuc1c/Tq0GynPSJJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SMSDfwvLwfk/s400/3010111611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669194972525634706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks have been so much fun with these people around. Different-antics, faking-its and silly-try-outs make me feel sky-high every single weekend. Now that ten weeks had past, let's give our all for the last semester. To new beginnings! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6230033796269980605?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6230033796269980605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6230033796269980605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_30_archive.html#6230033796269980605' title='Almost had...'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBXvYFYuc1c/Tq0GynPSJJI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SMSDfwvLwfk/s72-c/3010111611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5933173592298175067</id><published>2011-10-26T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:44:40.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in my own world</title><content type='html'>Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Not looking forward to tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tskkk. I am so glad that I have everyone to count on. Damn, I am so dependable on people. Gotta change this, gotta change this. I can't live without everyone. Thank you for saving me in times of need, all you lovely people. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5933173592298175067?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5933173592298175067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5933173592298175067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_26_archive.html#5933173592298175067' title='Living in my own world'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4384743879700976915</id><published>2011-10-26T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:43:47.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that should be enough</title><content type='html'>So I clicked on a button. Then realized that I knew too much. Tooo much of anything is tooo much. And now I'm beginning to hate the word “you”. Cuz the word “you” always leads me to you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4384743879700976915?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4384743879700976915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4384743879700976915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_26_archive.html#4384743879700976915' title='And that should be enough'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5257423754524236748</id><published>2011-10-17T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:31:22.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickle me tickle</title><content type='html'>Okay that's it. I'm going to run this town. I can't take all this not-knowing thing anymore. Oh man, I suck. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;I scored. Oh yeah I scored. I don't suck anymore, you do. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5257423754524236748?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5257423754524236748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5257423754524236748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_17_archive.html#5257423754524236748' title='Fickle me tickle'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4268278864447020920</id><published>2011-10-12T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:54:11.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way I'm not</title><content type='html'>Each time I see your face, I die a little inside. I wish I could wrap my arms around you for a big good hug, doesn't matter if you're icky sweaty smelly. Is this what you call sick puppy love? Sick. This is so sick. What's happening to us? What happened to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4268278864447020920?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4268278864447020920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4268278864447020920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_12_archive.html#4268278864447020920' title='Just the way I&apos;m not'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3596270582608563647</id><published>2011-10-07T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T02:46:17.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four and a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wMakWF_zR44?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best screaming nights ever. Thank you Syafiq, Wira and friends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3596270582608563647?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3596270582608563647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3596270582608563647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_07_archive.html#3596270582608563647' title='Four and a girl'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wMakWF_zR44/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2921607624399973592</id><published>2011-10-01T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T21:56:44.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E for E-mazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYw2clcIunQ/TocQ1XQNeOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Lntw56MopR4/s1600/0110112102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYw2clcIunQ/TocQ1XQNeOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Lntw56MopR4/s400/0110112102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658509965775436002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my bestfriend! The one that is always there when everyone else leaves and get busy. The one that I can tell a whole lot of stories to and will never get bored listening. I am very glad to have met a wonderful bestfriend like you right from the very start, hurdling every issue and laughing it all off. Enjoy Vietnam you fool! And also Malaysia right after. I'll see you when you get back, in one peice bro. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2921607624399973592?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2921607624399973592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2921607624399973592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#2921607624399973592' title='E for E-mazing'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYw2clcIunQ/TocQ1XQNeOI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Lntw56MopR4/s72-c/0110112102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4196819352955480765</id><published>2011-09-30T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:58:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGfl32QTN9I/AAAAAAAAAco/KcVeJexT1bw/s1600/ks8wuomeY21qzpe8uo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGfl32QTN9I/AAAAAAAAAco/KcVeJexT1bw/s400/ks8wuomeY21qzpe8uo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505621817103169490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4196819352955480765?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4196819352955480765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4196819352955480765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_09_30_archive.html#4196819352955480765' title='Lies with you'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGfl32QTN9I/AAAAAAAAAco/KcVeJexT1bw/s72-c/ks8wuomeY21qzpe8uo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-608832329830862744</id><published>2011-09-26T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:56:08.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever she is</title><content type='html'>Always and forever will be, your smiley girl :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-608832329830862744?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/608832329830862744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/608832329830862744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_09_26_archive.html#608832329830862744' title='Whoever she is'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1800064173577560903</id><published>2011-09-25T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:35:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The seach for something more</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been holding this in for a really long time. I don't know how to start but everything has always been all about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have been through so much together. And despite how confused I've been or lost I might have gotten, there was always you. Finding me and saving me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;600 days ago, where it all started. Do you remember then? Every minute, every hour. Every text, every chat. Sigh, sometimes I wish that I have the courage to tell you every bit of this. I like you dude. And, sometimes its frustrating that all we could give was a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1800064173577560903?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1800064173577560903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1800064173577560903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_09_25_archive.html#1800064173577560903' title='The seach for something more'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-186604834406360175</id><published>2011-09-15T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T04:39:46.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlit nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TNbBWrSnpZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/W4kF30wQlFs/s1600/148646_451459458612_716673612_5512812_1918519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TNbBWrSnpZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/W4kF30wQlFs/s400/148646_451459458612_716673612_5512812_1918519_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536825387220706706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a light and it never goes out&lt;br /&gt;And there is a promise and i don't mean to scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;But there is a fog and it's blocking that light&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let you go, no use in fighting this fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-186604834406360175?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/186604834406360175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/186604834406360175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_09_15_archive.html#186604834406360175' title='Starlit nights'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TNbBWrSnpZI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/W4kF30wQlFs/s72-c/148646_451459458612_716673612_5512812_1918519_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1053761149672851969</id><published>2011-05-10T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T00:59:31.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going skyline</title><content type='html'>That tingly feeling inside, what is that? I hope you do too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1053761149672851969?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1053761149672851969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1053761149672851969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_05_10_archive.html#1053761149672851969' title='Going skyline'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4454060734362300097</id><published>2011-03-21T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:58:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise keepers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNLXzOjimms/TYcSJ7JzalI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xy9eJpyhkiY/s1600/199213_10150124967878077_1652210311_704083076_6567619_817206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNLXzOjimms/TYcSJ7JzalI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xy9eJpyhkiY/s400/199213_10150124967878077_1652210311_704083076_6567619_817206_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586453824483322450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4454060734362300097?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4454060734362300097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4454060734362300097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_03_21_archive.html#4454060734362300097' title='Promise keepers'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNLXzOjimms/TYcSJ7JzalI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/xy9eJpyhkiY/s72-c/199213_10150124967878077_1652210311_704083076_6567619_817206_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2820542535598416881</id><published>2011-03-19T22:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:25:50.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should be me</title><content type='html'>So let's get this all out. I feel useless. This leg of mine isn't healing as fast as it should be. The wound looks deadly awful. I couldn't do anything but to sit on my bed and stone, maybe read a book and then fall asleep. I had to wait for dinner to be served without being much of help in the kitchen. The cycle then rotates itself as day turns into night. I could just wish that painkillers last a lifetime and treating wounds are much easier than it looks. I wouldn't want to start on the pain. The weather is not helping a teeny weeny bit. I wish I could be back on the mountains in the freezing weather just so that my limbs would be numb. Is this what 'the most looked-forward-to Saturday' turned out to be? Damn you foot, please help me or I'll be hopping around again. I just want my normal life back, even if it means to be waking up before the sun rises and get ready for the action-packed day. And if I could, I wouldn't want to board the airplane home. I don't want to be useless anymore. Yet, I really gotta say that my whole ten days away from the island had been one of the best times ever. Those experience will be etched in this tiny memory called my pea-brain, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think, this is only the second day since I'm back home. What's a full moon night without having a chance to get to the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?" To see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2820542535598416881?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2820542535598416881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2820542535598416881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_03_19_archive.html#2820542535598416881' title='Should be me'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1951473722879794275</id><published>2011-03-07T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:06:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalam satu dunia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYdwFjyghu8/TXTyPzbgK9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/iHIrIpBOM5I/s1600/l5cec6PaS91qzuhd2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYdwFjyghu8/TXTyPzbgK9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/iHIrIpBOM5I/s400/l5cec6PaS91qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581352191536409554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1951473722879794275?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1951473722879794275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1951473722879794275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_03_07_archive.html#1951473722879794275' title='Dalam satu dunia'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYdwFjyghu8/TXTyPzbgK9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/iHIrIpBOM5I/s72-c/l5cec6PaS91qzuhd2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5241056843963788761</id><published>2011-02-12T03:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T18:26:58.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool's cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TVQ4jI5lorI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t-I2f6bY86Q/s1600/0307110211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TVQ4jI5lorI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t-I2f6bY86Q/s400/0307110211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572140815299748530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying freeely, after I make-up for the loss of precious sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5241056843963788761?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5241056843963788761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5241056843963788761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_02_12_archive.html#5241056843963788761' title='Fool&apos;s cool'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TVQ4jI5lorI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t-I2f6bY86Q/s72-c/0307110211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3132404599781762779</id><published>2011-01-27T04:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:34:15.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big things we do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TUFydPcMFpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/x3RXvA4Q8oo/s1600/4225679501_d10ea47d19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TUFydPcMFpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/x3RXvA4Q8oo/s400/4225679501_d10ea47d19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566856461093181074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get me through this weekend, next week, and the week after. I really need it badly. Just like that, easy peasy lemon squeezy. My friends, all the best! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3132404599781762779?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3132404599781762779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3132404599781762779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_01_27_archive.html#3132404599781762779' title='Big things we do'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TUFydPcMFpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/x3RXvA4Q8oo/s72-c/4225679501_d10ea47d19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-309127728706755506</id><published>2011-01-12T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:17:03.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TTWDthvO38I/AAAAAAAAAgU/vL-2CTVe2l8/s1600/peanuts_sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 84px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TTWDthvO38I/AAAAAAAAAgU/vL-2CTVe2l8/s400/peanuts_sleep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563497732859944898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-309127728706755506?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/309127728706755506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/309127728706755506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_01_12_archive.html#309127728706755506' title='Imagine'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TTWDthvO38I/AAAAAAAAAgU/vL-2CTVe2l8/s72-c/peanuts_sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7820185757919105091</id><published>2011-01-09T06:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:46:19.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M S R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR-Yq7kxzeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BvbKpYHFCiE/s1600/0503020111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557328328512359906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR-Yq7kxzeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BvbKpYHFCiE/s400/0503020111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two cute boys are my brothers. HAH, no it isn't what you think it is. They are the best people who never failed to make my day, be it for the better, or for the worse. Now tell me, who can have these little (or extremely huge) heart to heart talks with their siblings about everything in particular for almost every single day in your life? These beings were there for me when I needed someone to joke, someone to eat, someone to walk with. And someone to treat me! Without saying, we stood up for each other. Tell stupid white lies to the great ones. Laugh, help, tease, calling names and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings can never be compared against everyone else. Here's to you guys for the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7820185757919105091?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7820185757919105091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7820185757919105091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_01_09_archive.html#7820185757919105091' title='M S R'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR-Yq7kxzeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/BvbKpYHFCiE/s72-c/0503020111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2120828409498590351</id><published>2011-01-01T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:57:19.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR7rkjs05QI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uS1Jt3_D4LY/s1600/1652010111_kugn49zjOi1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR7rkjs05QI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uS1Jt3_D4LY/s400/1652010111_kugn49zjOi1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557138003512845570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did something bold. It felt great. But I don't really know how it's gonna work out. Nonetheless, it's a brand new year. Brand New. I pretty much like the sound of it. Let's have a fantastic time ahead of us. Two Zero One One. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2120828409498590351?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2120828409498590351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2120828409498590351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#2120828409498590351' title='Life happens'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TR7rkjs05QI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uS1Jt3_D4LY/s72-c/1652010111_kugn49zjOi1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1600505910973066578</id><published>2010-12-24T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T03:50:49.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things &amp; time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TRCEhed5bBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/n8-2wSyBED8/s1600/4903672109_1840211210_27a2f5f003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TRCEhed5bBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/n8-2wSyBED8/s400/4903672109_1840211210_27a2f5f003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553084051196832786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been up all night staring at you&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;I've been this way with so many before&lt;br /&gt;But this feels like the first time&lt;br /&gt;You want the sunrise, to go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Mess up my bed with me&lt;br /&gt;Kick off the covers, I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;Every word you say, I think&lt;br /&gt;I should write down&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to forget come daylight&lt;br /&gt;Happy to lay here&lt;br /&gt;Just happy to be here&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to know you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1600505910973066578?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1600505910973066578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1600505910973066578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_12_24_archive.html#1600505910973066578' title='Things &amp; time'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TRCEhed5bBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/n8-2wSyBED8/s72-c/4903672109_1840211210_27a2f5f003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4171003400562356436</id><published>2010-12-15T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:30:34.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takes courage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TQfDzAAV5tI/AAAAAAAAAfg/l-9yAsyQgU8/s1600/5320_121250652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TQfDzAAV5tI/AAAAAAAAAfg/l-9yAsyQgU8/s400/5320_121250652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550620346699605714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rewinds all the way back. Don't you think? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4171003400562356436?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4171003400562356436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4171003400562356436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_12_15_archive.html#4171003400562356436' title='Takes courage'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TQfDzAAV5tI/AAAAAAAAAfg/l-9yAsyQgU8/s72-c/5320_121250652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-8819826947264588753</id><published>2010-11-30T01:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T02:20:31.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if</title><content type='html'>One day, I will be gone. And you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-8819826947264588753?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8819826947264588753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8819826947264588753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_11_30_archive.html#8819826947264588753' title='What if'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6863211620658591617</id><published>2010-11-21T19:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:00:31.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, set, please don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TOlAX6Q9UNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IYPy3nSjYvg/s1600/364918393_2351211110_32605662e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TOlAX6Q9UNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IYPy3nSjYvg/s400/364918393_2351211110_32605662e0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542031595977658578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Week 6. To panic or not, cuz it's the start of assessment week. Really lots of assessments that is. I'm so lost for everything. But what I do know is, I miss not having tests projects exams to care for.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6863211620658591617?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6863211620658591617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6863211620658591617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_11_21_archive.html#6863211620658591617' title='Ready, set, please don&apos;t'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TOlAX6Q9UNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IYPy3nSjYvg/s72-c/364918393_2351211110_32605662e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-9188522630115313430</id><published>2010-11-13T23:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:28:14.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S13Eddhb3EI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ihH_9_TJOSE/s1600-h/ks8ecpUxfb1qan7s6o1_0018260110__400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S13Eddhb3EI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ihH_9_TJOSE/s400/ks8ecpUxfb1qan7s6o1_0018260110__400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430712736098802754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there such a thing as too much ice-creams for a day? Despite the cold, heartless heavy rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-9188522630115313430?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9188522630115313430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9188522630115313430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_11_13_archive.html#9188522630115313430' title='Been down'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S13Eddhb3EI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ihH_9_TJOSE/s72-c/ks8ecpUxfb1qan7s6o1_0018260110__400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-9117893882927910321</id><published>2010-11-03T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:08:50.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look up the number</title><content type='html'>Life is too short to be anything but cranky. Thunder roars and lightning flashes. School started and schedules packed. So let's be random at three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing you do when you get home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surprise daddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, sand, and?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AIRPLANES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song on a rainy day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yang terindah terlukis di bibirmu&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernah ku lihat senyum mu sebegitu :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up, you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greet the sky "gooodmorningggg!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest Beatles song you've ever heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long Tall Sally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to school would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SleeepSLEEEP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff that you are doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radio and law tutorial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roarrr!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pets are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to be owned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...gone scuba diving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six seconds on Saturday made wonders to my world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-9117893882927910321?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9117893882927910321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9117893882927910321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_11_03_archive.html#9117893882927910321' title='Look up the number'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3570926043442700890</id><published>2010-10-08T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T01:00:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep it real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TK3y4IreB5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/RrXseV0KX5w/s1600/10525_157564297726_669852726_3221249_3926350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TK3y4IreB5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/RrXseV0KX5w/s400/10525_157564297726_669852726_3221249_3926350_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525339364069869458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just wish that time will turn back to where it was. Never to change. Never to move on. A year ago, I accomplished three peaks. Those were the best moments in my life, some, heh. It was happy for everyone, all the smiles, every single day. To do it again, nothing will be the same. Like how they put it; "the pride is forever".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to those who are going to Mount Stong...my strong amazing people. Treasure the times like no other, away from everything, just the nice greens and blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3570926043442700890?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3570926043442700890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3570926043442700890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_10_08_archive.html#3570926043442700890' title='Keep it real'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TK3y4IreB5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/RrXseV0KX5w/s72-c/10525_157564297726_669852726_3221249_3926350_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1048233827890621538</id><published>2010-10-01T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T01:53:16.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TKTMZ5F3YGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/JaSpCMWsjmo/s1600/_0143011010_60371_431198974670_640309670_5051309_5957619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TKTMZ5F3YGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/JaSpCMWsjmo/s400/_0143011010_60371_431198974670_640309670_5051309_5957619_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522763788257288290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is going smooth baby. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1048233827890621538?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1048233827890621538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1048233827890621538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#1048233827890621538' title='I love my life'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TKTMZ5F3YGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/JaSpCMWsjmo/s72-c/_0143011010_60371_431198974670_640309670_5051309_5957619_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4769062054213570902</id><published>2010-09-23T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:49:55.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the boardwalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TJtyQgs0o6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/IRZtPr68L2w/s1600/61668_1636609_2320220910_755609_1247670565_31729915_4573993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TJtyQgs0o6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/IRZtPr68L2w/s400/61668_1636609_2320220910_755609_1247670565_31729915_4573993_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520131396254081954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz monsters don't wear yellow. The best thing I've heard so far. LOL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4769062054213570902?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4769062054213570902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4769062054213570902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_09_23_archive.html#4769062054213570902' title='At the boardwalk'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TJtyQgs0o6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/IRZtPr68L2w/s72-c/61668_1636609_2320220910_755609_1247670565_31729915_4573993_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2462015223712184397</id><published>2010-09-20T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T01:55:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The takedown</title><content type='html'>Knocked up, bruises everywhere, face pale, swell, scratch that. &lt;br /&gt;I look like a freaking bandit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you lemon...?&lt;br /&gt;10 days, and counting. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2462015223712184397?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2462015223712184397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2462015223712184397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_09_20_archive.html#2462015223712184397' title='The takedown'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4740117717664423520</id><published>2010-08-30T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:27:55.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THsk80gnyJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qOWZgQS_o9g/s1600/tumblr_l47vl9JkUr1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THsk80gnyJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qOWZgQS_o9g/s400/tumblr_l47vl9JkUr1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511039196324153490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4740117717664423520?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4740117717664423520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4740117717664423520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_30_archive.html#4740117717664423520' title='Kingdom hearts'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THsk80gnyJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/qOWZgQS_o9g/s72-c/tumblr_l47vl9JkUr1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2273634451881341598</id><published>2010-08-25T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:04:10.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here, there, and everywhere</title><content type='html'>How I wish I could go back in time where everything seemed less complex. Where roads looked long and winding, and lamp-posts were so high that we thought we could climb and reach the clouds. Where playgrounds were the best place on Earth, apart from Disneyland, and ice-creams were our favorite treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four boys and a girl. That was how things were in kindergarten. We were always looking forward to after-school playground sessions, the time where our own little "adventure" began. Superheroes were our idols. We were always arguing for our own favorites. Ultraman, batman, spiderman? Moms could only wish that there would be a day where superheroes were not mentioned. Climbing trees and catching spiders were tedious and gross for the girl but with those lads, every moment brought excitement and surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I miss putting on that blue uniform, running around the void deck like we owned the whole place. So there will always be us, five power rangers, ruling the playground at the age of five.&lt;br /&gt;The best of friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THThWFS1WxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/YJi8zQl3rWY/s1600/003_1716250810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THThWFS1WxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/YJi8zQl3rWY/s400/003_1716250810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509276013675502354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2273634451881341598?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2273634451881341598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2273634451881341598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_25_archive.html#2273634451881341598' title='Here, there, and everywhere'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/THThWFS1WxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/YJi8zQl3rWY/s72-c/003_1716250810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4773864769925944065</id><published>2010-08-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:14:33.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showstopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGwFdq7KWxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vRZW3jZW1HM/s1600/4877999317_0007190810_74abeceb71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGwFdq7KWxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vRZW3jZW1HM/s400/4877999317_0007190810_74abeceb71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506782451664050962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spy, with my little eye, something that begins with F."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4773864769925944065?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4773864769925944065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4773864769925944065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_19_archive.html#4773864769925944065' title='Showstopper'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TGwFdq7KWxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/vRZW3jZW1HM/s72-c/4877999317_0007190810_74abeceb71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7273836571410935458</id><published>2010-08-16T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:33:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vindication, or not</title><content type='html'>Truth is, it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty-five days ago, I made a mistake; a major mistake. It still hurts. It was wrong to take this long to realize things like this. I haven't been myself, or much like before. Everything was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was selfish. All these nine to six working hours were draining my systems. To think, I haven't had any real conversation with anyone. Those that involves heart to heart talks that make you speak your mind and then blowing every issue just to laugh it off. I know you have been there for me but at times like these, I prefer to isolate myself. I was to blame though, to keep everything in me and let it go undefined just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this involves you, I apologize greatly. I am sorry for taking things for granted. I am sorry for making things turn out this way. I am sorry for not appreciating all the things that had occured. I am sorry for neglecting everything in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly trade everything, every single day, just to have things back like it used to. I miss you, us, everyone. Let this be over. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7273836571410935458?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7273836571410935458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7273836571410935458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_16_archive.html#7273836571410935458' title='Vindication, or not'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3037104673261365964</id><published>2010-08-15T16:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:27:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing back the moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ct_-RpFs3R8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ct_-RpFs3R8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I love &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; Nick Jonas!&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this really sweet? Hahs! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3037104673261365964?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3037104673261365964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3037104673261365964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_15_archive.html#3037104673261365964' title='Playing back the moments'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7321038099438411693</id><published>2010-08-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:06:19.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350%;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7321038099438411693?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7321038099438411693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7321038099438411693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_08_12_archive.html#7321038099438411693' title='What&apos;s'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-236244568444910051</id><published>2010-07-24T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:43:01.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling on the outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TEsI7cqt5hI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qF4hg2MYmvg/s1600/garfield_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TEsI7cqt5hI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qF4hg2MYmvg/s400/garfield_life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497497587536487954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly not what I was hoping for. &lt;em&gt;This must not be life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-236244568444910051?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/236244568444910051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/236244568444910051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_07_24_archive.html#236244568444910051' title='Feeling on the outside'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TEsI7cqt5hI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qF4hg2MYmvg/s72-c/garfield_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4187100162707271474</id><published>2010-07-04T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:20:48.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a rockstar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TDBX6kFLXEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vCTYqHmUzVc/s1600/455948264_aeece69f89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TDBX6kFLXEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vCTYqHmUzVc/s400/455948264_aeece69f89.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489984609394056258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've come to the conclusion that if having things turn out the way you wanted them to is a measure of a successful life, then some would say I'm a failure. The important thing is not to be bitter over life's disappointments. Learn to let go of the past and recognize that everyday won't be sunny. And when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember: It's only in the black of night, we see the stars, and those stars will lead you back home. So don't be afraid to make mistakes, stumble and fall, because most of the time the greatest rewards come from doing the things that scare you the most. Maybe you'll get everything you wished for. Maybe you'll get more than you ever could have imagined. Who knows where life will take you? The road is long, and in the end, the journey is the destination.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4187100162707271474?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4187100162707271474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4187100162707271474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_07_04_archive.html#4187100162707271474' title='Be a rockstar'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TDBX6kFLXEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vCTYqHmUzVc/s72-c/455948264_aeece69f89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5959233936206895904</id><published>2010-06-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:07:46.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paperback writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TCdvUpYDieI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IvVAVsH1-tk/s1600/2332270610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TCdvUpYDieI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IvVAVsH1-tk/s400/2332270610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487477071469054434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I owe a long post to my stalkerfriends (ahem, nabs!). Well, this trip won't be as awesome if it wasn't for them. And being there to pick me up for all the clumsy falls I had. You guys are really awesome you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, this isn't as long as it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5959233936206895904?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5959233936206895904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5959233936206895904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_06_27_archive.html#5959233936206895904' title='Paperback writer'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TCdvUpYDieI/AAAAAAAAAcA/IvVAVsH1-tk/s72-c/2332270610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5530950686562914893</id><published>2010-06-17T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:13:37.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twist and shout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TBj3y2HHVTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7hRvD7EnT7Q/s1600/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TBj3y2HHVTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7hRvD7EnT7Q/s320/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483404999214454066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routines? Early mornings, calls, freezes, lunch, more calls, countdowns. Well, nothing goes better than Skippy and Milo for a great start. Not forgetting early nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Cloud, can you please stop pouring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5530950686562914893?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5530950686562914893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5530950686562914893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_06_17_archive.html#5530950686562914893' title='Twist and shout'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TBj3y2HHVTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7hRvD7EnT7Q/s72-c/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1079791381940637515</id><published>2010-06-11T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:53:08.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden slumbers</title><content type='html'>What's not to hate?&lt;br /&gt;When everyone update their statuses with "time to party" and "finally it's over" and whatnots to celebrate, I'll have to say full shift starts on Monday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, it could be the begining of something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1079791381940637515?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1079791381940637515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1079791381940637515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_06_11_archive.html#1079791381940637515' title='Golden slumbers'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4996983143897410396</id><published>2010-06-02T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:20:54.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Etcetera</title><content type='html'>HELLO AND&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4996983143897410396?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4996983143897410396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4996983143897410396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_06_02_archive.html#4996983143897410396' title='Etcetera'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3031807178705087186</id><published>2010-05-29T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:16:40.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yer blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TAAWjkXHDGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/fKFTqagscsw/s1600/639OuJM1qzz2moo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TAAWjkXHDGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/fKFTqagscsw/s320/639OuJM1qzz2moo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476401947194362978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? I've been complaining to everyone how I missed the full moon tonight. And how I hated horror flicks. And nightmares, they freak me out. Well nights like these are not worth staying up for. Except for one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3031807178705087186?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3031807178705087186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3031807178705087186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_05_29_archive.html#3031807178705087186' title='Yer blues'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/TAAWjkXHDGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/fKFTqagscsw/s72-c/639OuJM1qzz2moo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7713637504411821157</id><published>2010-05-15T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:08:33.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-2OSM-c4VI/AAAAAAAAAa4/GS5aZv-3OqQ/s1600/P1060658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-2OSM-c4VI/AAAAAAAAAa4/GS5aZv-3OqQ/s400/P1060658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471185565696975186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I am right, I have 4 more weeks to a full swing schedule. No more hopping around hideouts and classrooms. A little less flying, a little less crashing but heck, no sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the rain had finally stopped and made its way for the tiny stars to float around the scarlet sky. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7713637504411821157?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7713637504411821157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7713637504411821157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_05_15_archive.html#7713637504411821157' title='Watching rainbows'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-2OSM-c4VI/AAAAAAAAAa4/GS5aZv-3OqQ/s72-c/P1060658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-838822424234547887</id><published>2010-05-11T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:12:51.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticket to ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-OuFXq3FhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nCVlHu9Q0L0/s1600/P1060273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-OuFXq3FhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nCVlHu9Q0L0/s400/P1060273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468405779834279442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you're struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it's just as hard as what you're going through." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't all about surviving. At times, I find myself thinking about ways to unravel this mysteries of life. I assume pretty much that most people wants to be happy. I wonder if their definition of being happy is the same as mine. Love, joy, peace? I want to strike a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also want to fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-838822424234547887?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/838822424234547887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/838822424234547887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_05_11_archive.html#838822424234547887' title='Ticket to ride'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-OuFXq3FhI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nCVlHu9Q0L0/s72-c/P1060273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3419871574417540924</id><published>2010-05-06T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:14:07.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The night before</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-GPRkWeSII/AAAAAAAAAao/s9aLwgoglFg/s1600/2948795066_c32d3ae143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-GPRkWeSII/AAAAAAAAAao/s9aLwgoglFg/s400/2948795066_c32d3ae143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467808954582976642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth. The whole concept just struck me as…amazing somehow." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3419871574417540924?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3419871574417540924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3419871574417540924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_05_06_archive.html#3419871574417540924' title='The night before'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S-GPRkWeSII/AAAAAAAAAao/s9aLwgoglFg/s72-c/2948795066_c32d3ae143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2865675764383345727</id><published>2010-05-02T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T03:49:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See them, hear them, touch them</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jUMe_1oL8tg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jUMe_1oL8tg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Late night mess. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2865675764383345727?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2865675764383345727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2865675764383345727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_05_02_archive.html#2865675764383345727' title='See them, hear them, touch them'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6069370170571676106</id><published>2010-04-10T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:20:47.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrink the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S795KzQ2Q_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/-TV-8QoPjJo/s1600/0257100410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S795KzQ2Q_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/-TV-8QoPjJo/s400/0257100410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458214499862856690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting star. Waterfall. Jumps. Sunburns. Smiles. Avatar.&lt;br /&gt;That's how we do it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6069370170571676106?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6069370170571676106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6069370170571676106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_04_10_archive.html#6069370170571676106' title='Shrink the world'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S795KzQ2Q_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/-TV-8QoPjJo/s72-c/0257100410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2509670659543442851</id><published>2010-04-04T05:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:39:30.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6Y-lAziaEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9x9Ty2LIQI8/s1600-h/cdqMWnYu3p5d3fh0TirHeg76o1_400_2342.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6Y-lAziaEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9x9Ty2LIQI8/s400/cdqMWnYu3p5d3fh0TirHeg76o1_400_2342.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451113204570810434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to tell you, the rain makes me sad. I want the sun to shine again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2509670659543442851?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2509670659543442851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2509670659543442851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_04_04_archive.html#2509670659543442851' title='Save your heart'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6Y-lAziaEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9x9Ty2LIQI8/s72-c/cdqMWnYu3p5d3fh0TirHeg76o1_400_2342.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-9039486414694880293</id><published>2010-03-21T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:23:19.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grapevine fires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6ZGK8PsGZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/gRreLUTHags/s1600-h/15016_343612213612_0014220310_716673612_3630635_3875351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6ZGK8PsGZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/gRreLUTHags/s400/15016_343612213612_0014220310_716673612_3630635_3875351_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451121552763132306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am feeling all sad and sappy after watching a Korean movie which always ends with 'not a happy ending'. Lately, I've been stuffing myself with chocolate chip cookies and spending so much time with Lisa Kleypas and her reads of Blue-Eyed Devil. Yet, I am still awed at my three-seconds of fame yesterday, not to mention my moments with the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-9039486414694880293?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9039486414694880293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/9039486414694880293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_03_21_archive.html#9039486414694880293' title='Grapevine fires'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S6ZGK8PsGZI/AAAAAAAAAZg/gRreLUTHags/s72-c/15016_343612213612_0014220310_716673612_3630635_3875351_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4177930370891549776</id><published>2010-03-14T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:16:02.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in the sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5zu-F1218I/AAAAAAAAAZI/MwORfTTGonA/s1600-h/2210_140310_9832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5zu-F1218I/AAAAAAAAAZI/MwORfTTGonA/s400/2210_140310_9832_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448492399698827202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;FLY FLY FLY. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4177930370891549776?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4177930370891549776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4177930370891549776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_03_14_archive.html#4177930370891549776' title='Walking in the sand'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5zu-F1218I/AAAAAAAAAZI/MwORfTTGonA/s72-c/2210_140310_9832_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5621093072841449035</id><published>2010-03-11T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T02:29:30.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump rope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5fho82ktpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/hAA6xTDjZlQ/s1600-h/P_0213110310_1040228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447070367973947026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5fho82ktpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/hAA6xTDjZlQ/s400/P_0213110310_1040228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed. We danced. We cheered. We won!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5621093072841449035?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5621093072841449035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5621093072841449035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_03_11_archive.html#5621093072841449035' title='Jump rope'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5fho82ktpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/hAA6xTDjZlQ/s72-c/P_0213110310_1040228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7786033333986189502</id><published>2010-03-05T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:59:35.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnetic hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5CaFRpeOtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z9uBXqgWmBg/s1600-h/20973_29_1342050310_6189953392_634598392_3487056_3375519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5CaFRpeOtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z9uBXqgWmBg/s400/20973_29_1342050310_6189953392_634598392_3487056_3375519_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445021364918303442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this lot and BK so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7786033333986189502?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7786033333986189502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7786033333986189502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_03_05_archive.html#7786033333986189502' title='Magnetic hearts'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S5CaFRpeOtI/AAAAAAAAAY4/z9uBXqgWmBg/s72-c/20973_29_1342050310_6189953392_634598392_3487056_3375519_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3432654663896142048</id><published>2010-02-28T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:45:36.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4oQ9TOvrrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/I2CPDwLdLc8/s1600-h/2397985862_1444280210_c0729fd7d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4oQ9TOvrrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/I2CPDwLdLc8/s400/2397985862_1444280210_c0729fd7d2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443181744950849202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it right, or never at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3432654663896142048?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3432654663896142048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3432654663896142048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_02_28_archive.html#3432654663896142048' title='The silence'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4oQ9TOvrrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/I2CPDwLdLc8/s72-c/2397985862_1444280210_c0729fd7d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2295636133088961840</id><published>2010-02-25T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T01:50:15.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer to the edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4VR3cXZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RsAQbsyMBKs/s1600-h/017_0017_210110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4VR3cXZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RsAQbsyMBKs/s400/017_0017_210110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441845737696123026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam madness is hitting straight at the finishing point. Yet right now, I am still facing notes, pencils, more papers and all. A little distraction had my papers filled with doodles among all those workings. And I am really proud to say that I actually CAN draw, after all these years! My snack bar is filling up. Say hello to movies and late night parades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it's time for the last paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2295636133088961840?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2295636133088961840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2295636133088961840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_02_25_archive.html#2295636133088961840' title='Closer to the edge'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S4VR3cXZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAYI/RsAQbsyMBKs/s72-c/017_0017_210110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-337889427149998148</id><published>2010-02-13T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:14:55.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make this count</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S3ZraJHte0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/tGkjlitPMMs/s1600-h/ku7te85fXW1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S3ZraJHte0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/tGkjlitPMMs/s400/ku7te85fXW1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437651696965483330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, a step closer. Yet again, it is another moment to reach out for our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR THE EXAMS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-337889427149998148?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/337889427149998148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/337889427149998148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_02_13_archive.html#337889427149998148' title='Make this count'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S3ZraJHte0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/tGkjlitPMMs/s72-c/ku7te85fXW1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4386833060283350555</id><published>2010-02-06T14:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:02:53.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just leave that behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/4XHNdVlyxm4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/4XHNdVlyxm4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you're not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;Who's ever felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the world cave in,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me that you'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the pain is done,&lt;br /&gt;No need to be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time to waste,&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me that you'll stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4386833060283350555?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4386833060283350555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4386833060283350555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_02_06_archive.html#4386833060283350555' title='Just leave that behind'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6869520508368926068</id><published>2010-01-17T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:18:02.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bright lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S1K5j4Qlt8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/VCO0eg6wcwM/s1600-h/kv8f6qrZbL1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S1K5j4Qlt8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/VCO0eg6wcwM/s320/kv8f6qrZbL1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427604526983395266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that when you wake up you didn't know what to believe? What would you do if what you thought was true wasn't? And what you thought wasn't true, was? Would you return to your dreams in hope of finding a more perfect reality?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6869520508368926068?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6869520508368926068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6869520508368926068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_01_17_archive.html#6869520508368926068' title='The bright lights'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/S1K5j4Qlt8I/AAAAAAAAAWg/VCO0eg6wcwM/s72-c/kv8f6qrZbL1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5441675886671331969</id><published>2010-01-08T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T01:10:50.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break your little heart</title><content type='html'>She looked at the screen with disdain and remorse. What had she done? She doesn't even know. One thing, just one thing for sure: She wants her happy days back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5441675886671331969?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5441675886671331969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5441675886671331969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_01_08_archive.html#5441675886671331969' title='Break your little heart'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4886887679310436341</id><published>2010-01-02T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:11:17.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sz458JaxeUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3Iq5fXAYYJQ/s1600-h/cdq_ktku2dOdJj1qzdneko1_0206020110_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sz458JaxeUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3Iq5fXAYYJQ/s400/cdq_ktku2dOdJj1qzdneko1_0206020110_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421834706883803458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, what we need is just a little faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4886887679310436341?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4886887679310436341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4886887679310436341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2010_01_02_archive.html#4886887679310436341' title='A thousand faces'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sz458JaxeUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3Iq5fXAYYJQ/s72-c/cdq_ktku2dOdJj1qzdneko1_0206020110_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5324838650708570979</id><published>2009-12-27T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:00:56.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss you goodnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzTgip0PfzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PBfGnxvGyck/s1600-h/tumblr_ku8hylMubi1qzz2moo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzTgip0PfzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PBfGnxvGyck/s400/tumblr_ku8hylMubi1qzz2moo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419203137578696498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days. That's all I have to make new resolutions and bring in the new year. The numbers two zero one zero are troubling me. I don't know what to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt so much this past year. I think I've grown, I've changed. I figured some of the best things in life happens when you least expect it. I learned to stop analyzing things, they happened for a reason. I learned that friends always make things easier. Yet, there were some things I regret, some words I didn't mean to speak and some mistakes I made. I know I have my own flaws and imperfection. And lastly, there's more to life when we listen to our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5324838650708570979?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5324838650708570979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5324838650708570979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_12_27_archive.html#5324838650708570979' title='Kiss you goodnight'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzTgip0PfzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PBfGnxvGyck/s72-c/tumblr_ku8hylMubi1qzz2moo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3905840189897579188</id><published>2009-12-23T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:11:45.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't see the forest for the trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzD6uv2_-wI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tEpO-Twx7gU/s1600-h/16933_1266734_0057231209_959667_1568594302_706054_7482344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418106032754785026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzD6uv2_-wI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tEpO-Twx7gU/s400/16933_1266734_0057231209_959667_1568594302_706054_7482344_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Alone we can do so little, together we can do so much."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3905840189897579188?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3905840189897579188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3905840189897579188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_12_23_archive.html#3905840189897579188' title='Can&apos;t see the forest for the trees'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SzD6uv2_-wI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tEpO-Twx7gU/s72-c/16933_1266734_0057231209_959667_1568594302_706054_7482344_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-846163875795920581</id><published>2009-12-08T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:24:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soular flares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sx4FtyQwihI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-YWV2avpue8/s1600-h/15336_189571482857_760742857_3069355_1357389_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sx4FtyQwihI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-YWV2avpue8/s400/15336_189571482857_760742857_3069355_1357389_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412770086290229778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late nights are perfect with s'mores, nice music and the stars. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-846163875795920581?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/846163875795920581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/846163875795920581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_12_08_archive.html#846163875795920581' title='Soular flares'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sx4FtyQwihI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-YWV2avpue8/s72-c/15336_189571482857_760742857_3069355_1357389_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6706832391298877783</id><published>2009-11-28T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:45:29.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave the ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sw1h5bRKPNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-ML-eJG8n5Y/s1600/15751_1264495459560_1444976769_752567_6863879_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408086366742002898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sw1h5bRKPNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-ML-eJG8n5Y/s400/15751_1264495459560_1444976769_752567_6863879_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the great things we do and the people who applaud that matters, but the times we screw up, break down, fall apart, hit the floor, and the people who stick around and help us laugh through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6706832391298877783?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6706832391298877783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6706832391298877783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_11_28_archive.html#6706832391298877783' title='Leave the ground'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sw1h5bRKPNI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-ML-eJG8n5Y/s72-c/15751_1264495459560_1444976769_752567_6863879_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-904069468064779030</id><published>2009-11-16T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:07:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uptown, get around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SwBQT-p2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/dW2CnZCQF1M/s1600-h/cdqMWnYu3p1mvbobpFmUbTrGo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404407857010856930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SwBQT-p2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/dW2CnZCQF1M/s400/cdqMWnYu3p1mvbobpFmUbTrGo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes the heroine needs saving too..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no person in the world who is made to handle every punch that’s thrown at them. We aren’t made that way. In fact, we’re made to get mad, upset, sad, be hurt, stumble and fall. We aren’t supposed to be able to handle everything. But that’s what makes us stronger in the end, by learning from the things that hurt us most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-904069468064779030?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/904069468064779030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/904069468064779030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_11_16_archive.html#904069468064779030' title='Uptown, get around'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SwBQT-p2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/dW2CnZCQF1M/s72-c/cdqMWnYu3p1mvbobpFmUbTrGo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7457920642969869524</id><published>2009-11-10T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:09:20.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the grain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SvlgWfFYMqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/v9pR9QAxBYA/s1600-h/8533_157610767857_760742857_2787488_6837134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SvlgWfFYMqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/v9pR9QAxBYA/s400/8533_157610767857_760742857_2787488_6837134_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402455167425065634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty for wasting 12345678910 boxes of tissue just to stop my nose from leaking. Last weekend was splendid despite the body aches and sore shoulders and tired feet. I am feeling dysphoric. There are so many things to do that I don't know where, and how to begin with. I shall just continue listening to A Rocket To The Moon and start figuring out my brain dysfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine waking up with a backyard full of white and pink roses. Wouldn't it be nice? Oh well, fantasies never escape me. On a side note, panadol flu pills taste so yucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7457920642969869524?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7457920642969869524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7457920642969869524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_11_10_archive.html#7457920642969869524' title='Against the grain'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SvlgWfFYMqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/v9pR9QAxBYA/s72-c/8533_157610767857_760742857_2787488_6837134_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2301349469522230880</id><published>2009-10-29T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:36:59.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Suh0QVNTKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/B1bT7Er0t5Q/s1600-h/tumblr_kp19lgseqF1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Suh0QVNTKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/B1bT7Er0t5Q/s400/tumblr_kp19lgseqF1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397691977323195042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2301349469522230880?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2301349469522230880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2301349469522230880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_29_archive.html#2301349469522230880' title='Wait for dreams'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Suh0QVNTKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/B1bT7Er0t5Q/s72-c/tumblr_kp19lgseqF1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-6408333689366930413</id><published>2009-10-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:47:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigger happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuQBEXVClBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Yotxvia4OPk/s1600-h/7931_153330789825_556369825_2470467_5768994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396439427990066194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuQBEXVClBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Yotxvia4OPk/s400/7931_153330789825_556369825_2470467_5768994_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SA'IDAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy blowing bubbles and you know, me love you very much. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-6408333689366930413?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6408333689366930413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/6408333689366930413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_23_archive.html#6408333689366930413' title='Trigger happy'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuQBEXVClBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Yotxvia4OPk/s72-c/7931_153330789825_556369825_2470467_5768994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-462688943855630507</id><published>2009-10-22T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:45:07.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud under the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuCAndiC7II/AAAAAAAAATI/-gS-kLHk6X0/s1600-h/7517_158341407489_732782489_2616624_6167550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuCAndiC7II/AAAAAAAAATI/-gS-kLHk6X0/s400/7517_158341407489_732782489_2616624_6167550_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395453769020533890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schooooooool! It is so odd. At one moment I am jumping around between classes and breaks, and the next thing I know, I am hanging out with all the slackers in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Sneezes and coughs. Tell me that I am not ill. I shall believe that everything is gonna be okay after a good night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-462688943855630507?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/462688943855630507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/462688943855630507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_22_archive.html#462688943855630507' title='Bud under the stars'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SuCAndiC7II/AAAAAAAAATI/-gS-kLHk6X0/s72-c/7517_158341407489_732782489_2616624_6167550_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5873879371467574638</id><published>2009-10-19T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:27:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such great heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SttN0HhDMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/eCx1QSOrbZQ/s1600-h/7931_153330_1504161009_589825_556369825_2470432_5246343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SttN0HhDMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/eCx1QSOrbZQ/s400/7931_153330_1504161009_589825_556369825_2470432_5246343_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393990536472506818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Oh you make me smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5873879371467574638?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5873879371467574638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5873879371467574638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_19_archive.html#5873879371467574638' title='Such great heights'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SttN0HhDMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/eCx1QSOrbZQ/s72-c/7931_153330_1504161009_589825_556369825_2470432_5246343_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1273100814543490515</id><published>2009-10-16T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:40:13.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scene change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/StcjiFY3cNI/AAAAAAAAASw/Vvl_M5e7nl8/s1600-h/9334_146296759825_556369825_2415701_6205489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/StcjiFY3cNI/AAAAAAAAASw/Vvl_M5e7nl8/s400/9334_146296759825_556369825_2415701_6205489_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392818147268456658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in three days. So it is time for another new semester; another seventeen weeks of books and lectures and libraries and lunches and classroom madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuz we're star gazing&lt;br /&gt;with you, its amazing from here&lt;br /&gt;when the stars are gone&lt;br /&gt;i know that we'll disappear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1273100814543490515?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1273100814543490515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1273100814543490515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_16_archive.html#1273100814543490515' title='Scene change'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/StcjiFY3cNI/AAAAAAAAASw/Vvl_M5e7nl8/s72-c/9334_146296759825_556369825_2415701_6205489_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-3417326451453763880</id><published>2009-10-07T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:53:16.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Role reversal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Ssxj1r4NuNI/AAAAAAAAASo/U-7I7i5Drw8/s1600-h/Snapshot_1735071009_2114270909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Ssxj1r4NuNI/AAAAAAAAASo/U-7I7i5Drw8/s400/Snapshot_1735071009_2114270909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389792628018362578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Math gets too boring, these two people went out for an ice-cream break that lasted way too long. They ended up in a shopping mall with lots of candies and munchies in their hands. It could be that they finished up all the stocks at the snack bar. Feeling satisfied, they strolled home, forgetting what they were there for. Goodbye ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst, but I managed to catch the ice-cream man though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODLUCK FOR PSLE, LITTLE MAN. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-3417326451453763880?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3417326451453763880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/3417326451453763880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_07_archive.html#3417326451453763880' title='Role reversal'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Ssxj1r4NuNI/AAAAAAAAASo/U-7I7i5Drw8/s72-c/Snapshot_1735071009_2114270909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-2894983275504911712</id><published>2009-10-05T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:17:08.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together with the sundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SsmLxclpiRI/AAAAAAAAASY/FpbQTCE8u5A/s1600-h/8330_1167322995002_1585746516_426654_122053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388992110729464082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SsmLxclpiRI/AAAAAAAAASY/FpbQTCE8u5A/s400/8330_1167322995002_1585746516_426654_122053_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The pain is temporary but, the pride is forever."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days. Three summits. Thousands of photos. Millions of smiles. A string of memories.&lt;br /&gt;What an accomplishment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-2894983275504911712?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2894983275504911712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/2894983275504911712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_10_05_archive.html#2894983275504911712' title='Together with the sundown'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SsmLxclpiRI/AAAAAAAAASY/FpbQTCE8u5A/s72-c/8330_1167322995002_1585746516_426654_122053_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7204600985339081823</id><published>2009-09-23T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:15:34.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't stop won't stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SrpB0lZVTpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MK0MrMBA12I/s1600-h/hSlmfWWhCptw0p89On7euCSZo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SrpB0lZVTpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MK0MrMBA12I/s400/hSlmfWWhCptw0p89On7euCSZo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384688676122218130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching too much of 90210.&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to The Maine on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;I have been sleeping way too late.&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to catch Bandslam in the theatres.&lt;br /&gt;I have been eating so many kuih raya.&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading countless romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to clear the junks in my room.&lt;br /&gt;I have been cancelling so many meet-ups.&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming even when I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;I have been on this laptop for too long.&lt;br /&gt;Time to get serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7204600985339081823?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7204600985339081823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7204600985339081823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_23_archive.html#7204600985339081823' title='Can&apos;t stop won&apos;t stop'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SrpB0lZVTpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MK0MrMBA12I/s72-c/hSlmfWWhCptw0p89On7euCSZo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-314558430660079503</id><published>2009-09-21T12:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:00:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila takbir bergema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!&lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been another year. What I can't forget is that two of my fingers got scalded while helping Mom cook rendang. Damn it hurts. Alright, all of your days must be great too. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-314558430660079503?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/314558430660079503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/314558430660079503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_21_archive.html#314558430660079503' title='Bila takbir bergema'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-8076072216967738626</id><published>2009-09-20T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:54:52.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Srb4PHlSJhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/4wEzqAoo6jw/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763343185159698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Srb4PHlSJhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/4wEzqAoo6jw/s400/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDMUND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I forgot what stuff did you put in your shirt, but that moment was hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-8076072216967738626?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8076072216967738626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/8076072216967738626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_20_archive.html#8076072216967738626' title='Glamour'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Srb4PHlSJhI/AAAAAAAAAR4/4wEzqAoo6jw/s72-c/IMG_0334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4124514350210316893</id><published>2009-09-16T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:35:27.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot the stars down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sq_c_dmyBrI/AAAAAAAAARw/gRi4_Wm_MMk/s1600-h/cdqMWnYu3plptpe7tT1mlJ4Mo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sq_c_dmyBrI/AAAAAAAAARw/gRi4_Wm_MMk/s400/cdqMWnYu3plptpe7tT1mlJ4Mo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381763062568191666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="right"&gt;:)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4124514350210316893?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4124514350210316893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4124514350210316893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_16_archive.html#4124514350210316893' title='Shoot the stars down'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sq_c_dmyBrI/AAAAAAAAARw/gRi4_Wm_MMk/s72-c/cdqMWnYu3plptpe7tT1mlJ4Mo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4101809753026856209</id><published>2009-09-10T02:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:57:36.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City lights &amp; starry nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sqfuop06kOI/AAAAAAAAARo/gcai1ecL1pQ/s1600-h/5320_121250_0130100909_652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379530662107320546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sqfuop06kOI/AAAAAAAAARo/gcai1ecL1pQ/s400/5320_121250_0130100909_652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm blessed with amazing friends who are always there to make me smile. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4101809753026856209?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4101809753026856209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4101809753026856209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_10_archive.html#4101809753026856209' title='City lights &amp; starry nights'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sqfuop06kOI/AAAAAAAAARo/gcai1ecL1pQ/s72-c/5320_121250_0130100909_652489_732782489_2253754_3179897_n-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-7473583756722560715</id><published>2009-09-07T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:57:59.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Septimus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SqUsjBCFopI/AAAAAAAAARg/qiVYCdcUfiQ/s1600-h/8220_128940_2341070909_233612_716673612_2516675_4886619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SqUsjBCFopI/AAAAAAAAARg/qiVYCdcUfiQ/s400/8220_128940_2341070909_233612_716673612_2516675_4886619_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378754310048162450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when it's your special day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!&lt;br /&gt;Alongside, Kah Yee and Lovell and the rest of you who shared this day, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is desperately finding the right words to elaborate about this special moment. Let's just say that I will give you seventeen random facts about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My name is Nurul Ain. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. I am pretty sure that I don't look like a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;3. I laugh at things which are so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;4. In my mind, I count in threes, fours and fives.&lt;br /&gt;5. I still believe in silly stuff such as time travel, giants, love at first sight, monsters and fairies.&lt;br /&gt;6. I did not notice that I have a smile plastered across my face everyday, until my friends told me so.&lt;br /&gt;7. My iTunes playlist is pretty strange cuz I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;8. I listen to many powerpops and acoustics.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love long bus rides on single deck buses.&lt;br /&gt;10. The best creation on earth is the Internet, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;11. I can spend the whole day on the couch watching One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to marry someone like Lucas Scott.&lt;br /&gt;13. The perfect breakfast would be PB&amp;J sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;14. I admit that I am extremely clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;15. I used to think that chocolate milk comes from brown cows and if you swallow a chewing gum, you will die.&lt;br /&gt;16. My face was smeared with different sauces, cream and cake just now.&lt;br /&gt;17. Today might just be the most amazing day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making this day special as it already was. I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-7473583756722560715?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7473583756722560715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/7473583756722560715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_07_archive.html#7473583756722560715' title='Septimus'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SqUsjBCFopI/AAAAAAAAARg/qiVYCdcUfiQ/s72-c/8220_128940_2341070909_233612_716673612_2516675_4886619_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-250415828875265062</id><published>2009-09-02T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:14:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truck stop blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sp4JbyfQJUI/AAAAAAAAARY/XI6vId6ZbLU/s1600-h/0704010909_0659010909_0433_240809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sp4JbyfQJUI/AAAAAAAAARY/XI6vId6ZbLU/s400/0704010909_0659010909_0433_240809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376745378140923202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's September!&lt;br /&gt;So guess what? I miss studying. I miss deciding what to have for lunch. I miss staying up so late that we have to get ready for school the next moment. I miss the days we had in the library- mugging, webcams, movies, complains about our inner rockstar tummy. I miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester break, and my sleeping pattern is screwed. I am not a sloth. I am not. I think I shall start reading all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-250415828875265062?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/250415828875265062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/250415828875265062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_09_02_archive.html#250415828875265062' title='Truck stop blues'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/Sp4JbyfQJUI/AAAAAAAAARY/XI6vId6ZbLU/s72-c/0704010909_0659010909_0433_240809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-1195131723874061137</id><published>2009-08-31T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:12:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging by a moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpqvEpSnNLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zaz7L-3aHfA/s1600-h/5320_12145_0054310809_8867489_732782489_2256643_695434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpqvEpSnNLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zaz7L-3aHfA/s400/5320_12145_0054310809_8867489_732782489_2256643_695434_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375801599558366386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P ALIGN="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step by step, heart to heart, left right left.&lt;br /&gt;We all fall down, like toy soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win.&lt;br /&gt;But the battle wages on, like toy soldiers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ended on a bad note. Things happened for a reason, no? Still, I am just happy that I have my whole life ahead of me. For now, let's gaze up and watch the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-1195131723874061137?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1195131723874061137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/1195131723874061137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_08_31_archive.html#1195131723874061137' title='Hanging by a moment'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpqvEpSnNLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zaz7L-3aHfA/s72-c/5320_12145_0054310809_8867489_732782489_2256643_695434_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-4879597928749790189</id><published>2009-08-25T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:17:02.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpF6VL4nJrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/57wScbt6vU0/s1600-h/5320_121_2251210809_250707489_732782489_2253763_3237951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpF6VL4nJrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/57wScbt6vU0/s400/5320_121_2251210809_250707489_732782489_2253763_3237951_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373210334815790770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to sleep for the second night in a row. I am just curling on the chair with a hoodie and my yellow notebook. I think I am slowly falling ill with this splitting headache and cough. I know, this will be over by the end of the week. Still anticipating, yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak is the best time for you to gaze at the huge sky with all the early birds chirping and flying past. I like it when its dawn and the skies have both the shades of orange and blue. That may be the best part of staying up. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-4879597928749790189?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4879597928749790189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/4879597928749790189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_08_25_archive.html#4879597928749790189' title='Are you true?'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SpF6VL4nJrI/AAAAAAAAAQw/57wScbt6vU0/s72-c/5320_121_2251210809_250707489_732782489_2253763_3237951_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5795235395082573527</id><published>2009-08-23T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:52:27.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The leavers dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SofBHmEfoYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fJ5gBhUT6b8/s1600-h/5320_118_1618160809_654832489_732782489_2219713_7781831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SofBHmEfoYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fJ5gBhUT6b8/s400/5320_118_1618160809_654832489_732782489_2219713_7781831_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370473416885248386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my second cup of Milo on this cold rainy night, with All Time Low playing on my speakers, pencil in my hand and eyes on my yellow exercise book. It's another night burying in books.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS WEEK TO END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, its the start of fasting month. I'm gonna miss being out in the sun so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5795235395082573527?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5795235395082573527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5795235395082573527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_08_23_archive.html#5795235395082573527' title='The leavers dance'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SofBHmEfoYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fJ5gBhUT6b8/s72-c/5320_118_1618160809_654832489_732782489_2219713_7781831_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19512121.post-5491716154891472721</id><published>2009-08-15T02:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:37:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for a former clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SoWqZEvHbMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YUsh5oCk16s/s1600-h/IMG_2358090809__0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SoWqZEvHbMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YUsh5oCk16s/s400/IMG_2358090809__0627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369885478453996738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than 4 months since school started. Now, this is where we make our way closer to our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR THE EXAMS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19512121-5491716154891472721?l=heartsonstring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5491716154891472721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19512121/posts/default/5491716154891472721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartsonstring.blogspot.com/2009_08_15_archive.html#5491716154891472721' title='Searching for a former clarity'/><author><name>NURUL!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583946751719678871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SZonBogXY-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/LMOjIAsq3pM/S220/PhotoFunia-1592d_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h_MpRBY2JGk/SoWqZEvHbMI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YUsh5oCk16s/s72-c/IMG_2358090809__0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
